Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

Fu Yan knew that their grandparents had something to say, so he went to the kitchen as an excuse to see if he could help in any way.

"Let's go watch a movie." Huo Minzheng stopped her intention to help in the kitchen, "I'll find you later."

Fu Yan wanted to ask him if he looked down on her, but because Mr. Romont was present, he suppressed his words.

He whispered in Huo Minzheng's ear, "Don't ask for rewards tonight!"

Huo Minzheng clasped her hand tightly.

"You promised me in the car."

Fu Yan saw the frustrated expression on his handsome face and couldn't stand up for a moment, so he could only say softly: "I know, let go now, or your benefits will be cancelled."

"Okay." Huo Minzheng let go.

The sound of distant footsteps can be heard in my ears.

Mr. Romont looked at the man with a spring-like expression, "Can you still laugh?"

"I'm so happy that Yan Yan is so good, why can't I laugh?"

"your eyes……"

"Still can't see." Huo Minzheng knew what he wanted to ask.

Mr. Romont frowned, "I heard that you handed over the Huo Group to your fourth uncle?"

That piece of rotten wood is not a piece of business material at all.

It would be strange if the Huo Group was not destroyed in his hands.

Huo Minzheng hummed, "I can't see, so I can no longer manage the company."

"what did the doctor say?"

Huo Mingzheng held half a bowl of pear soup in his hand and drank it slowly, "I didn't say much, the proportion of permanent blindness and recovery is half and half."

Cao Fang didn't even raise his eyes.

I was just surprised that Mr. Huo didn't tell the truth to Mr. Romont.

Obviously reserved.

Mr. Romont frowned when he heard the news, "Many people have come to me in the past two days and asked me to change the successor."

He understands this.

Huo Minzheng is blind and cannot inherit the family business.

With so many people secretly observing his every move, the news that Fourth Master Huo was managing the Huo Group reached the Romont family immediately——

Today is different from the past, Huo Mingzheng has no value.

"What do you think?" Huo Minzheng's expression showed no surprise.

"If I had someone to choose from, why would I come to you?"

"What did uncle say?"

Huo Mingzheng held the handle of the spoon.

Mr. Romont said indifferently, "Back then, he voluntarily gave up his inheritance rights and had no intention of inheriting the family business."

"Really?" Huo Mingzheng continued to stir the pear soup in the bowl, and then drank it all in one gulp without wasting any of it.

"Cao Fang." He raised his hand.

Cao Fang took the bowl.

"Now and then, my uncle has been attached to the mountains and rivers for so many years, and he has played where he should. Maybe he will come back and inherit the family business."

Mr. Romont snorted coldly, "I have never considered him."

"Because he is the child of a woman you don't love?"

Mr. Romont made no answer.

But his answer was already obvious.

Huo Mingzheng was not surprised at all. To a certain extent, his indifference was inherited, as was his affection.

Mr. Romont changed the subject, "Is what happened to Fu Yan an accident?"

"What do you mean by this?" Huo Minzheng turned his face sideways.

"I know you are investigating secretly. What did you find?"

Mr. Romont reminded him, "I didn't tell anyone."

Huo Minzheng hummed and said coldly: "It's not an accident."

The gas pipeline had just been inspected and maintained the day before the leak and explosion, so there would not have been such a flaw.

The person who died at the scene of the fire was the waiter of that store.

It seemed that he was burned to death by the fire, but the clerk who was slightly injured said that the man was supposed to be on vacation that afternoon, but he didn't know why he came back to the store.

And he died in the kitchen.

Mr. Romont narrowed his eyes, "Is it aimed at Fu Yan or Fu Hanlin?"

It was just a coincidence that Fu Hanlin and Fu Yan went to that store, but being able to arrange such a hidden crime method in such a short period of time showed that the other party had been secretly observing Fu Hanlin or Fu Yan.

"No."

Huo Minzheng's hand on his leg slowly clenched, "It's not against them, it's against me."

Mr. Romont's eyes narrowed.

"Aimed at you?"

Huo Mingzheng sneered, "If it is against Yan Yan and Fu Hanlin, it can happen at any time and at any time. Yan Yan has no enemies outside. The Black family will not act rashly under your intimidation. As for Fu Hanlin, he has no intention of killing him." enemy."

"Only me, being injured or dead, may change a person's fate."

"The people behind this are either from the Romont family or from the Huo family."

"Who do you think it will be?" Mr. Romont's face was cold.

His heir has become a living target for others.

In contrast, Huo Mingzheng was much calmer, "First of all, exclude my fourth uncle. He is not intelligent enough to plan such an accident."

"As for who it is, we don't know yet."

Qin Heng asked him if it was Huo Yuanshi who was faking his death.

He ruled it out immediately.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Huo Yuanshi would not do anything that would directly harm Fu Yan's life.

Moreover, Huo Yuanshi was most likely unaware of it.

Then it will only be someone else who planned this "accident".

And there is a high probability that he is from the Romont family.

Only in the Romont family, heirs will lose their inheritance rights if they are seriously ill, die or become disabled.

Only this accident included so many possibilities.

After listening to Huo Mingzheng's analysis, Mr. Luo Monte's face became darker and darker.

"I will find out who is behind this."

To have such vicious thoughts.

Such a person is not worthy of remaining in the Romont family.

Huo Minzheng rubbed the white circle of his thumb, "Don't be anxious, wait patiently, there will always be someone who can't help but jump out."

Mr. Luo Monte wanted to say something else, but Huo Minzheng suddenly asked: "Have you finished the pear soup?"

The conversation changed so quickly that Mr. Romont almost didn't react.

"Half of it left."

Huo Mingzheng reminded him, "Yan Yan got up early in the morning and stewed it."

The meaning of this statement could not be more obvious.

Mr. Romont looked at him speechlessly and drank the remaining pear soup in one gulp, leaving no pulp.

Cao Fang wanted to laugh.

Others use bloodline suppression, but when it comes to Mr. Huo, it's reverse bloodline suppression.

The key point is that Mr. Romont didn't say a word in rebuttal.

This doting grandson is also boundless.

Huo Mingzheng was satisfied when he heard the crisp sound of the spoon placed in the bowl.

Then he was supported by Cao Fang and sat in a wheelchair, "Grandpa is walking around, I'm going to see Fu Yan."

"You can't see it." Mr. Romont reminded him kindly.

Huo Mingzheng put his hand on the armrest of the wheelchair, "I can touch it."

"Has he been like this lately?" Mr. Luo Monte pointed at him and asked Uncle Luo.

Uncle Luo gave him an awkward yet polite smile, "Yes."