Chapter 660

Yan's body trembled, her knee bumped against the chair leg. Despite the carpet, the sound of the chair moving was still somewhat abrupt.Huo Mingzheng gave a meaningful, faint smile: "It seems this you...However, Ji Lin still underestimated Huo Mingzheng's audacity. Just as Lao Chen was walking towards Fu Yan's car, Huo Mingzheng walked up to Fu Yan's car and opened the driver's door.

Lao Chen's footsteps faltered. He recognized Huo Mingzheng.

Before Ji Lin was in a coma and hospitalized, he sent his wife and husband over, and they happened to meet several times.

He is renowned, being the CEO of Hosh Group, a man who should not be easily provoked.

But he is a member of the Ji family. No matter how powerful the Huo family is, he cannot be afraid, otherwise it would be a loss of face for the Ji family.

"Mr. Huo, let me send Miss back," Lao Chen continued to step forward.

Huo Mingzheng's hand froze mid-way as he pulled the car door. He cast a fleeting glance at Lao Chen, though not uttering a word and showing no apparent change in emotion. Yet, Lao Chen felt a chill run down his spine.

Lao Chen realized his loyalty to the Ji family was about to crumble, and he helplessly looked at Ji Lin.

Ji Lin looked at Lao Chen's pathetic appearance and became angry. He strode over, "What is he afraid of."

Lao Chen thought to himself, that's because you're not afraid. Can ordinary people not be afraid

"I can drive myself," Fu Yanshen said, exasperated.

Saying that, she ignored both Ji Lin and Huo Mingzheng, pulled open the car door, and got in.

The action should be as smooth and quick as possible.

Seeing that Fu Yan had driven away, Ji Lin let out a breath of relief.

A gleam of satisfaction flashed in Yu Guang's eyes as he glanced at Huo Mingzheng. He felt much better now, happy to see Huo Mingzheng's humiliation. That's why he deliberately called Lao Chen over.

Although the outcome wasn't quite what he expected, seeing Huo Mingzheng being discarded by Fu Yan was incredibly satisfying for him. What kind of novel trope is this

Before, it was because his body hadn't fully recovered and he was affected by his hand injury that he didn't focus on Huo Mingzheng, allowing him to exploit the loopholes time after time.

"So, you want to win her back" Ji Lin looked at Huo Mingzheng with a cold face.

Huo Mingzheng retracted his gaze from Fu Yan's taillights and slightly turned to Cao Fang, instructing him, "Have a car follow her slowly at the back and ensure she gets home safely."

He especially emphasized the word "slowly," Others might not know, but Ji Lin knew all too well about Fu Yan's driving skills.

On the hillside, this road is limited to a speed of thirty miles per hour.

Ho Mingzheng is worried about Fu Yan.

He scoffed, "Is there anything more worthless than late affection"

He asked himself, "No, Mr. Huo is such a high and mighty person, how could he have heard such words If he had, wouldn't that make him appear ignorant and disrespectful"

Cao Fang and Cao Yuan stood behind Huo Mingzheng.

Cao Fang and Cao Yuan came later. When Huo Mingzheng heard that Old Master Fu was about to run out of steam, he had Cao Fang notify the bodyguards guarding around Fu Yan's district to bring Fu Yan to the hospital while he took the car keys and drove over himself.

The car was going too fast, and Cao Fang almost couldn't keep up.

Hearing Ji Lin's words, Cao Fang couldn't help but furrow his brow. Young Master Ji was getting better and better at talking. His mouth used to be a gun, now it's a cannon. Switching from a bird gun to a cannon, he really wasn't afraid of General Huo getting angry.

If we think about it, in order for Mr. Huo to get Miss Fu back, wouldn't he have to get past Young Master Ji first

Junior Second is Miss Fu's family member. Speaking of it, in the future he will be General Huo's brother-in-law.

He thought of this connection, even risking being punished by standing at the front desk, he had to hold onto Mr. Huo, in order to prevent an irreparable situation from occurring.

Just as he was about to take a step, Huo Mingzheng's voice came on the evening breeze, his tone slightly cold, "You're right."

Ji Lin: "...."alking, he would really be labeled as disrespectful to his ancestors."A-Zheng, haven't you gone too far in trying to help Yan" He sat back down, rubbing his rosary beads, and looked meaningfully at Hu...