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

That year.

Huo Mingzheng is fourteen years old.

Fu Yan was nine years old.

The winter has just begun in Nancheng, which is not very cold. The sun is shining brightly today, and the daytime temperature is 20 degrees.

The artificial lake of Huo Mansion is near the side courtyard. The boy is lying on the bare lawn, with his hands behind his head and a book covering his eyes, with "One Hundred Years of Solitude" written on the cover.

The sun fell on the lower half of his face, and his smooth jawline seemed to have been carefully crafted.

He was motionless, as if asleep.

"Second Young Master."

The butler's voice came from beside him, cautiously, for fear of disturbing him.

"Ah."

The young man's thin lips moved.

"The tutor is here, do you want to take a look?"

When the housekeeper said this, he couldn't help but become nervous and secretly sweated for himself.

Ever since the second young master was kidnapped, he has stopped going to school.

Huo Gongguan had hired several tutors for him, but he was not satisfied with them. One time he even beat them up. It was not a matter of paying money, but the key was a bad reputation.

No one dared to teach him anymore.

Finally one came today.

But don't screw it up.

The young man sighed, and the housekeeper immediately took two steps back like a frightened bird.

However, Huo Minzheng didn't make any move, but his tone became colder, "I don't need their teaching, just tell them to get out of here."

"But you can't miss your homework. How can you do it without a teacher?"

"My dad is not a teacher?"

The housekeeper sighed inwardly, "Second Master teaches at university."

"Get out of here, or I'll beat you up too."

The housekeeper shook his head with a headache. This was not the way to go.

Just as he was about to persuade him again, Huo Minzheng suddenly sat up. The book on his face slipped and fell to the ground, shocking the butler and backing away.

It would take several people to stop the second young master from going crazy. Now that he is the only one here, it is best not to provoke him.

Huo Minzheng picked up the book on the ground without looking back.

There were rustling footsteps behind him. He frowned and threw the book over with his backhand, "It's not over, isn't it?"

Suddenly, there was a sound of pain coming from behind.

The voice was thin and soft, not that of a butler.

Huo Minzheng turned around and saw a tightly wrapped little man squatting on the ground, rubbing his forehead and staring at him with tearful eyes.

is her?

The fifth uncle's stepdaughter, his cheap cousin.

His entire face was wrapped in a scarf. If it weren't for those special eyes, Huo Minzheng would have almost not recognized him.

The girl blinked and tears fell down.

Huo Minzheng frowned, why are you still a little crybaby?

She cried, but she cried silently, holding her mouth shut, feeling extremely aggrieved.

Unlike Huo Jingshu, if she cried, the entire Huo Mansion would have to hear her before she would stop.

He thought that's how girls cry, howling loudly and making people irritated.

Unexpectedly, the silent crying made him even more irritable.

As soon as he stood up, the girl suddenly went to pick up the book "One Hundred Years of Solitude" on the ground.

Not knowing what she thought of, she retracted her hand again, stretched her sleeves, wrapped her hands, picked up the book, patted the dead grass off, and placed it on a stone bench aside.

Huo Minzheng narrowed his eyes.

Then she picked up the homework book and pen she had dropped and sat on another stone bench.

He didn't even look at Huo Mingzheng.

I opened my homework book, wiped my tears with the back of my hand, sniffed, held my pen, and started writing my homework.

"You're so angry, why don't you hit me with a book?" Huo Minzheng picked up the book and sat down.

For a moment, he thought she picked up the book and was going to hit him.

Unexpectedly, she put the book aside obediently.

Be nice and call people...

"My dad told me not to argue with a psychopath."

The little girl suddenly spoke, sniffed, and continued writing her homework while holding the pen.

Huo Minzheng laughed angrily, and suddenly held the hand holding her pen, "I just taught you to call me second brother last time, and you forgot so soon?"

Fu Yan suddenly seemed to be frightened. He pulled his hand back hard and called out perfunctorily: "Second brother."

"What attitude?"

She raised her head and looked at him with tearful eyes. He suddenly saw a red patch on her forehead, which was caused by being hit by the book.

Huo Minzheng pursed his lips. He clearly felt that he couldn't let it go, but he said harshly: "Don't you know how to avoid it?"

As he spoke, his fingers involuntarily touched her forehead.

Fu Yan brushed his hand away, "You can't touch me."

"I'm biased."

"I have chickenpox, it's contagious."

Huo Minzheng was stunned.

Fu Yan thought he was scared by himself.

Unexpectedly, the next second, he took advantage of his long hand and directly pulled down the scarf she was wearing. He saw a few pimples on her cheeks and said, "That's it?"

She quickly wrapped the scarf around her face and said, "I have the most on my body."

Huo Minzheng took off her scarf again, "There is no wind, so you don't have to cover it so tightly. Isn't it difficult to breathe?"

"Mom said it's contagious."

She still said the same thing.

"So you didn't dare to hold this book with your hands just now?" Huo Minzheng raised his chin and pointed at the book.

She hummed.

The previous thought that she didn't dare to touch his things directly because she disliked them disappeared.

Huo Minzheng's heart softened inexplicably, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts, I almost cried."

Huo Mingzheng looked at this cute girl in silence, not knowing what to say for a moment.

She continued to write her homework with her pen in hand.

"Why don't you go to school?"

"I asked for leave. The teacher said that I can't go to school until the chickenpox is gone. She was afraid that I would infect my classmates."

"You didn't go to class, can you do your homework? I'll teach you."

Huo Minzheng took her homework book and was about to help her look at it, but the little girl took it back and said, "You don't go to school, how can you teach me?"

"Who said I won't go to school?"

"You beat up the tutor, I heard about it."

Huo Minzheng's face turned pale, "Who told you?"

"Second uncle went to visit Uncle Huo last night. I heard them chatting."

Huo Minzheng took a breath.

The second uncle she mentioned was her father, and Uncle Huo was her stepfather. He was in poor health and was recuperating in a side hospital.

"I don't hit people impulsively."

"Is it thoughtful?" is a new idiom she recently learned.

"Yes, he deserves a beating."

Before the serious class started, she started to fawn over him. What kind of teacher could such a person be? Misleading people.

"Bring it here and I'll teach you."

Fu Yan looked suspicious, "You may not be able to do it."

Huo Minzheng sneered and took her homework book directly, "Does homework for primary school students require using the brain?"

"Here, wrong, and here, why are you so stupid? You only care about eating all day, right?"

He tried to flick her forehead, but she dodged it.

"Don't touch me, it'll be contagious."

"I'm biased."

Fu Yan closed her eyes tightly, but Huo Minzheng just rubbed the spot on her forehead where the book had hit her, and while rubbing it, he told her application problems.

Not forgetting to call her stupid.

Three days later, Huo Mingzheng developed a high fever due to chickenpox.