slept so soundly in many years."Ho Mingzheng remained noncommittal.He hadn't slept this soundly in years, but it had been the past two years with Fu Yan that his nights were always peaceful. He didn'...Back at Huo's manor, it was already deep in the night. Huo Mingzheng got out of the car and asked the bodyguard, "Where are those people"

The bodyguard replied, "They're all in the flower hall."

Ho Mingzheng let out a grunt of affirmation, strode towards Huachang Hall with long strides, his bodyguards keeping pace with him. "None of the old man's people came close; it's all our people guarding."

The door to the flower hall was pushed open from outside, and several maids who had appeared in the kitchen earlier today jumped up like startled birds.

At first glance, it was Huo Mingzheng, and I trembled with fear.

"Second Young Master, we really didn't see clearly."

Someone spoke up, and emboldened by their words, another chimed in: “Yes, Second Young Master, the scene was too chaotic at the time. We tried to stop them, but we couldn't. Madam Four and Madam Five were united as one, it was impossible to tell who had made the move.”

These people were all questioned again carefully by bodyguards and they all told the truth. No one had time to see clearly how Huo Jingshu fell.

Only the gardener saw clearly that it was Fu Yan who pushed Huo Jingshu.

Huo Mingzheng walked step by step toward the gardener squatting in the corner. His steps stopped, and he looked down at him condescendingly, his voice cold: "Do you know what will happen to you if you lie to me at the Huo family estate"

The gardener was an honest-looking man. He nodded, “I know, Second Master, I’m not lying. I really saw Miss Fu push Fifth Miss.”

Huo Mingzheng unbuttoned his coat with one hand, Cao Fang hurried forward, took off his coat, and whispered something in his ear.

He crouched before the gardener, still towering over him by a considerable margin. A wave of pressure washed over the man, "I heard your child is just one week old."

The gardener's face stiffened, "Second Master, I really didn't lie."

"You've been diagnosed with stomach cancer, what about your wife and children in the future"

Ho Mingzheng's words were like a bomb. The gardener's face turned completely pale, and he bowed his head and pleaded, "Second young master, please don't fire me. I still want to work for a while longer, to earn more money for my wife and children."

"As long as you tell the truth, I will not only not dismiss you, but also get the best oncologist to treat you. But if you insist on lying, you'll never see your wife and children again for the rest of your life."

Huo Mingzheng stood up, Cao Fang handed him a cigarette, he held it, and Cao Fang lit it for him with a lighter.

The firelight danced across his profile, highlighting the sharp, cold lines of his face. "I ask you one last time," he said, his voice hard, "did you see clearly"

The gardener's face was ashen, his head bowed and eyes half-closed. He trembled uncontrollably, his defenses crumbling.

The falling needles in the flower hall were audible, the eerie atmosphere made everyone feel like they were on pins and needles. Huo Mingzheng rarely got angry, but once his anger flared, it would burn everything to ashes, leaving not even a bone.

Under such pressure, a hushed voice came from the corner, "I saw it, it was him, he pushed the person."

Everyone looked toward the corner. There was a little girl, perhaps only eight or nine years old, huddled in her mother's arms, with a pair of bright, clear, and shining black eyes wide open.

Huo Mingzheng glanced at her, crushed half of his cigarette, walked over, squatted down, and his tone was softer than before.

"Why didn't you say so before"

The little girl timidly said, "My mother won't let me..."

"Sister!" The woman's face drained of color. She pulled the child closer and stammered, "Young Master, I was just afraid the child would misunderstand and say something inappropriate..."

Actually, the scene was chaotic at the time. Several servants tried to step forward and stop them, but they couldn't pull them apart. In such a chaotic situation, no one paid attention to who was around them.

The little girl's courage grew, pointing at the gardener and telling Huo Mingzheng: "I wasn't mistaken, big brother, it was him who pushed the bleeding sister, and then the bleeding sister grabbed another sister, and that sister also fell."

The bleeding sister, another sister, the same tongue twister, but everyone in the room understood.

Her bleeding sister is Huo Jingshu, and the other sister is Fu Yan.en deeper, what on earth is going on!Ho Mingzheng's phone on the passenger seat rang.In the dim light, the cold glow of the phone screen flickered, but Huo Mingzheng seemed not to hear, not even givin...