How can we go back to the way wedding customs are?

Cheng Min was obviously aware of this as well. He gave a wry smile with a hint of anxiety on his face.

He lowered his voice and said sincerely, "Wanqing has been feeling unstable lately. I'm worried something might happen to her if she impulsively withdraws from others... I'm worried about her being alone. Could you please find someone to bring her back for me?"

The handsome man even stood up, bowed repeatedly to the people around him, and pleaded, "Uncle Fan and Aunt Fan entrusted her to me, showing their trust in me. If anything goes wrong, I will be blamed for it. Help me find her, and I will thank you very much."

His politeness and sincerity formed a sharp contrast with Fan Wanqing's willful and ignorant appearance.

The regret on the ladies' faces grew even more pronounced, and they couldn't help but say, "Don't worry, Mr. Cheng. We'll have the waiters look around. Miss Fan will be fine, don't worry."

Hearing this, Cheng Min finally smiled with relief and nodded, "Thank you for your help, everyone. Thank you very much."

After repeatedly apologizing and thanking her, he sat down on the sofa beside her, but his eyes were always looking towards the door, as if he was expecting Fan Wanqing to come back.

After all, he was engaged and his background was quite ordinary.

Even though those celebrities had a good impression of him and envied his affection, they would not talk to him regardless of their reputation.

After making sure that he would be fine, they asked the waiter to take care of Fan Wanqing, and then they dispersed.

Ruan Xingchen watched this scene with great interest. Seeing Cheng Min fidgeting, he couldn't help but chuckle, "Is Mr. Cheng's myopia very serious?"

"Without glasses, I'm almost blind."

Cheng Min smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "My cousin should also know that I have been wearing glasses since junior high school. If you don't pay attention to your eyes, you will regret it when you grow up."

There was still a hint of intimacy in his tone.

However, Huo Yan didn't react at all. His expression remained distant as usual. He said calmly, "I don't really understand."

Be decisive and don't give any face at all.

Cheng Min's expression froze and he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from showing a gloomy look.

Facing Ruan Xingchen's gaze, which seemed to be faintly smiling, he said dryly, "That's right. My cousin had to learn a lot since he was young, and he didn't have time to pay attention to a small person like me. Later, my cousin went abroad, and we had even less time together."

He sighed with emotion: "Although we are cousins, strictly speaking, we don't have much contact."

“Less contact is better.”

Huo Yan curled his lips coldly upon hearing this, his dark eyes fixed on him meaningfully, and he said calmly, "With less contact, it's almost an accident. With more contact, wouldn't it be life-threatening?"

As if hinting at something.

Cheng Min's heart skipped a beat and he almost exposed himself.

Biting the tip of his tongue to maintain his expression, he asked in confusion, "What does this mean, cousin?"

"Mr. Cheng is really a forgetful person."

Huo Yan sneered, slowly straightened his cuffs, and asked calmly, "Has Mr. Cheng forgotten about Dr. Zhao Feng?"

Dr. Zhao, the Huo family's original family doctor, was the one who deliberately gave Huo Yan medication that could cause depression.

He has few family ties, is obsessed with work, and had average relationships with his younger siblings.

He once thought that Zhao Feng was his confidant and was not on guard against him, but unexpectedly he fell into his trap.

If it weren't for Ruan Xingchen, Huo Yan couldn't imagine what his final fate would be.

Before he met his wife, although he found the world boring and was indifferent to everything, he had no intention of committing suicide.

"I, I don't know what my cousin is talking about."

Cheng Min's eyes dodged for a moment, and he suppressed his guilt and said, "What Zhao Feng, Li Feng... I don't know them."

Ever since Huo Yan stood up, there has been no news from Zhao Feng for a long time.

He got very angry with Manager Zhao and tried every possible way to find Zhao Feng, but the matter was left unresolved.

Could it be that Zhao Feng is in Huo Yan's hands?

So why has he remained silent? What is he planning?

Cheng Min couldn't help but feel a little cold in his heart, his whole body was a little cold, and his eyes couldn't help flickering.

He knew from a young age how outstanding his cousin was and how talented he was, almost to the point of being a demon.

It seems that no matter what happens, it comes easily to him.

Even though he was unwilling, Cheng Min had to admit that if he fought openly, he would never be able to defeat Huo Yan.

His only advantage is that he is more ruthless than Huo Yan and will do anything to achieve his goal.

In this case, if Huo Yan already has evidence, then if he doesn't take action, he must have a bigger plan.

what happened?

Could it be that he has other information?

Cheng Min felt uneasy for a moment, with more speculations and doubts in his heart, and his fists clenched unconsciously.

"Forget it if you don't know."

However, Huo Yan's cold eyes were like deep wells. He stared at him for a long moment, then suddenly said calmly, "I believe Mr. Cheng will remember it one day. There's no rush."

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