So what if she's a fake heiress? She's being pampered by a powerful figure in Beijing'

The banquet hosted by Tiancheng Private School ended in chaos.

The news of the assassination attempt on the Huo family heir in public ignited Beijing's social circles like a spark falling on a straw.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xie Junfei, who was tightly protected by Huo Shen, was well protected.

Reporters present at the scene released photos of Xie Junfei, which were then completely deleted from social media within seconds.

She was like a precious jewel that Huo Shen cherished in his palm.

Huo Shen shielded her from all malicious prying eyes, just so she could live undisturbed.

Qin Yu'er and her family, who were caught in the eye of the storm, were taken away by the police on the spot.

When she was handcuffed, Qin Yu'er burst into tears in front of the camera, completely losing her composure.

When Huo Shen woke up again, he was in a private hospital under the Huo Group.

There was no smell of disinfectant in the VIP ward, and there was a jasmine plant covered in morning dew by the bedside, which was Xie Junfei's favorite flower.

The little girl he held in his palm nestled beside his hand, pressing her face against the back of his hand like an insecure little white kitten.

The girl's pretty face was frighteningly pale, and her once delicate eyebrows and eyes were slightly furrowed, carrying an air of lingering melancholy.

Huo Shen frowned slightly and gently pressed Xie Junfei's furrowed brows with his hand, feeling sorry for him.

Xie Junfei suddenly woke up.

She stared at Huo Shen in a daze for a long time, until Huo Shen ruffled her hair and she realized what was happening.

She jumped up, rushed to the door, and started yelling while gripping it:

"Dr. Zhao! Dr. Zhao! Uncle Huo is awake!"

Before Huo Shen could say anything, Dr. Zhao, dressed in a white coat, rushed over and pushed open the door.

As he came in, he kept muttering to himself:

"Little darling, don't shout so early in the morning. Just press the bell on the wall. You startled the nurse."

Upon hearing his friend mention his little girl, Huo Shen frowned slightly.

"She's still young, let her shout if she wants to, let her do what makes her happy."

The hospital was Dr. Zhao's domain, and upon hearing this, he rolled his eyes at Huo Shen.

"Alright, alright, I know the hospital is owned by your family. You and your spouse can do whatever you want."

"But you've just woken up, so can you say less? Saying less won't kill you."

After her visit to the hospital, Xie Junfei was completely unable to bear the word "death." Her delicate and beautiful brows furrowed, but Huo Shen comforted her by taking her hand.

Huo Shen looked up and asked his childhood friend:

How am I doing now?

Dr. Zhao rolled her eyes again:

"Oh, so Mr. Huo finally remembered to care about himself? Where were you before? Weren't you pretty cool when you took the hit?"

"You got stabbed in the kidney. Congratulations, you'll only have one kidney from now on. Happy now?"

"There will be no sex life from now on. You can only look at your little girl but not touch her. Surprised?"

Xie Junfei was so concerned that she lost her composure. Seeing Dr. Zhao's serious expression, she believed him. The little pearls in her almond-shaped eyes were about to fall again.

Huo Shen quickly pulled his crybaby into his arms, his eyes blazing with sharp glares at Dr. Zhao, almost turning his childhood friend into a hedgehog:

"Let's talk this out calmly, don't scare people."

Upon hearing this, Dr. Zhao sighed:

"Lust can cloud judgment! This is truly lust that can cloud judgment!"

"You're perfectly fine! Okay?"

Huo Shen was raised as the heir of the Huo family from a young age, and the Huo family also gave him special training in knowledge related to human anatomy.

In addition, he was extremely skilled at fencing when he was young, and he has maintained his physique through years of fitness training, so his skills are naturally quite good.

Therefore, when Qin Yu'er rammed into him with the knife, he deliberately chose a tricky angle.

If his judgment is correct, there is an 80% chance that his organs will not be damaged; at most, he will bleed a little more.

Dr. Zhao grew up with him and naturally knew his skills.

Xie Junfei nestled into his arms like a fledgling swallow returning to its nest, clinging to him and refusing to let go, showing him affection.

Looking at the man's eyes and brows, which couldn't hide the triumphant look of his plan, Dr. Zhao could only applaud in admiration.

Good, good, good, this scoundrel.

Ultimately, it was only the unfortunate world of doctors that achieved this.

Seeing his childhood friend's hesitant expression, Huo Shen understood and gently pinched the girl's soft cheek in an affectionate gesture.

"Junfei, my assistant is waiting downstairs with the documents that Huo's company needs to process. Could you bring them up for me?"

Now, even if Huo Shen wanted the stars in the sky, Xie Junfei could climb a ladder and pluck them down for him.

Upon hearing this, he immediately got up and went downstairs to get the documents, turning back every few steps.

Huo Shen watched the little girl's back with a smile in his eyes, until he saw the dress she was wearing and he was clearly stunned for a moment.

Dr. Zhao followed his gaze and smiled:

"A silk petal dress, a typical Chinese aesthetic, Aunt Huo's favorite."

"Huo Shen, you should know what I wanted to say by sending everyone away."

Huo Shen rubbed his temples, looking troubled, and remained silent.

Dr. Zhao simply pulled up a stool and sat down:

"Now you're having a headache? Why didn't you think more about that when you were playing the hero and saving the damsel in distress?"

"In the entire Beijing social circle, I admire no one but you. You chased your wife all the way to the ICU!"

Huo Shen frowned, his voice deep:

"I didn't think that much at the time. Besides, if it were your wife being held at knifepoint, would you still go for it?"

Upon hearing this, Dr. Zhao said sullenly:

"If that's what you're saying, then we absolutely have to go."

"However, you'd better carefully consider your wording when you talk to Aunt Huo."

"The Huo family mansion is in an uproar over the news that you got injured because of a young girl."

"Aunt Huo took a plane from Shanxi to Beijing in the early morning. The housekeeper just said that she has arrived in Beijing, visited you, and then went back to Huo's Group to inspect the work. She will come to see you again when you wake up."

"Huo Shen, your mother and father are both upright people who cannot tolerate any wrongdoing."

“Think carefully about your relationship with Xie Junfei. Once you’ve made it official in front of Aunt Huo, you’ll be spending your life with her.”

Upon hearing this, Huo Shen's eyes flickered.

If he really wanted to spend his life with Xie Junfei, he couldn't be happier.

I just don't know what the girl was thinking.

After that, Dr. Zhao's earnest and heartfelt lecture went in one ear and out the other; he didn't listen to a single word.

Seeing his childhood friend lost in thought, Dr. Zhao assumed the patient was just tired and didn't say anything more. After checking the wound, he left the ward.

When Xie Junfei came up with the documents, the clattering sound of her high heels echoed down the corridor.

Huo Shen reached out and playfully poked the jasmine buds that were about to bloom by the bedside, and involuntarily thought of Xie Junfei's fair and pretty face.

The next second, the little person he had been longing for appeared in front of him.

The jog left Xie Junfei slightly out of breath, her lips regaining their rosy hue from the heat, which, combined with her moist almond-shaped eyes, made her look incredibly beautiful and lively.

Huo Shen casually took the document and placed it on the bedside table, then immediately pulled his little Jasmine into his arms.

The Huo family admires Chinese aesthetics, and Aunt Huo, being from a well-to-do family, has an excellent eye for choosing clothes.

The pale white petal dress hugged the girl's curvaceous figure perfectly, revealing a fair wrist as delicate and white as frost and snow.

The petticoat underneath was a simple, elegant pea green, like jasmine leaves supporting Xie Junfei, a budding jasmine flower.

Huo Shen gently kissed the girl's slender neck, and the girl immediately fluttered her delicate and beautiful wings like a butterfly held in his hand.

But she was afraid that moving around would aggravate the man's wound.

Xie Junfei could only gently place her hand on the man's firm chest, but she couldn't even push him away.

Unable to hit him or scold him, Xie Junfei could only plead with the man tremblingly:

"Uncle Huo, please spare me."