te seal and walked to him, handing it over.Huo Mingzheng's gaze shifted from her hand to her face, his eyes deep and carrying a hint of inquiry."It's getting late, I should go now." Fu Yan placed the...Old Master Huo tossed the teacup lid back, leaned against the sofa, and rubbed the beads in his hand, a smile playing on his lips. "Are you blaming me for meddling"

The atmosphere in the ward suddenly turned cold.

Cao Yuan looked at the people around Old Master Huo without making a sound. He brought along a personal assistant, two bodyguards.

But his worry was unnecessary, Mr. Huo wouldn't lay a hand on the old master.

Ho Mingzheng twirled the smoke, casually raising his eyes, "It can't be said to be wrong. It's natural for grandfather to manage his grandson's affairs. But the Huo family is different from ordinary families. Now I am the head of the family. Before grandfather deals with members of the Huo family, shouldn't he ask for my opinion"

He rubbed the cigarette ash between his fingers, crushing it into powder.

"Last time at the old house, you almost beat Fu Yan with a household implement. This time, you beat her in front of so many people. As the head of the family, I can say that I have no sense of presence or authority whatsoever. I'm afraid outsiders are laughing at me."

He chuckled wryly.

However, the old master Ho felt a chill run down his spine.

As expected, his next words sent shivers down his spine.

Huo Mingzheng's voice thundered, "Do you still regard me as the head of this family Or is the saying in our ancestral records about the head of the family being respected, just a jest"

"Impudent!" Old Master Huo slammed his hand on the table. "The ancestral rules cannot be treated as child's play!"

Huo Mingzheng's expression was calm, but a hint of mockery played on his lips. "If that's the case, I hope this sort of thing doesn't happen again. Otherwise, even if you were my grandfather, I wouldn't show you any mercy."

Elder Hòu stood rooted to the spot, his face ashen. What a Hòu Míngzhēng, what a head of the Hòu family! This is what his good grandson was like!

If he continued talking, 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 Huo Mingzheng. "She's Fu Hanlin's girlfriend; there's no need for you to step in on her behalf so many times."

Huo Mingzheng sneered, "Shouldn't grandpa reflect on himself Did he stare at Fu Yan too closely It was you who made trouble for her three times in a row. I just happened to run into it."

"Right"

"Grandfather, dare you deny it" Huo Mingzheng met his gaze.

Mr. Huo pondered for a few seconds, then admitted, "I admit I have a prejudice against her."

A glint flashed in Huo Mingzheng's eyes, "I was just reminding grandpa. We are all members of the Huo family. Uncle Five would be heartbroken if he knew."

Old Master Huo frowned, his mind involuntarily recalling his son's last entrustment. His face darkened, and he felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

"If Grandpa has nothing else to do, you might as well go back. Xiaoqin will be here soon. If you don't like her, just avoid meeting her." He stood up, his attitude as always, cold and indifferent.

"Cao Yuan, please escort the old master."

Old Master Huo took the cane, his hands resting on the dragon head of the handle, and gave him a meaningful look.

The elevator door opened.

Li Qin raised her eyes to look at the person outside. She was stunned for a moment, not knowing if it was because of the cold light in the elevator shaft that made her face appear a little pale.

She clutched her bag tightly, a gentle smile gracing her lips. "Master Huo, are you here to see Ah Zheng"

Even Old Master Huo didn't expect to meet her here. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he spoke in the tone of an elder doting on a younger one: "Well, you're not in good health yourself, it must have been hard taking care of Zheng."

"Not tiring, you slow walk." She walked out of the elevator, seeing him go in.

Before the elevator doors closed, Old Master Huo used his cane to prop against the open button, "Do you want to marry Aze"

Li Qin turned around, her expression flickering. "I've always wanted to marry Azheng. We missed each other for several years, and I don't want to let go again."

"I'll give it some thought."ore, not even bent under pressure, unless it was loaded with a lot of weight. This degree of bending could only be caused by something over ninety pounds, perhaps even a hundred.How much trash can one...