Chapter 497

readily agreed, making a phone call and sending over the footage from that day.Mrs. Shen took Shen Wei to watch the surveillance footage. According to the time period Shen Wei mentioned, besides the c...Fu Hanlin handed Fu Yan a cup of hot milk, letting her hold it in both hands.

The temperature of the milk cup was just right, warming her hands and spreading a feeling of warmth throughout her body.

Fu Hanlin pressed her hand back, "Go back and wait for me, I'll be fine soon."

She silently withdrew her hand and glanced back at Huo Mingzheng. The look in her eyes, when it landed on Huo Mingzheng, seemed to be a warning to him to be polite to Fu Hanlin.

Huo Mingzheng bit his back teeth tightly, expressionless.

His gaze remained fixed on Fu Yan until her figure disappeared from the corner of the corridor. He then looked away, only to find that Fu Hanlin had also been watching Fu Yan.

He sneered: "No matter how much Mr. Fu looks, she won't look back at you."

Fu Hanlin slowly retracted his gaze and said softly, "Because she knew I was behind her and didn't need to turn around."

“I admire President Fu’s confidence.” Huo Mingzheng was accustomed to rubbing the mark left by the thumb ring on his left hand.

In their interactions, Fu Yan did not accept Fu Hanlin at all.

Fu Hanlin's expression remained calm. "Although she hasn't accepted me yet, I believe that sincerity will win over even the most stubborn heart. I am confident that I will eventually win her over. I just hope Mr. Huo will keep his promise and give her a fresh start. Constantly pursuing her would be unbecoming of your status as the head of the Huo family."

He nodded slightly and turned to leave.

Huo Mingzheng's eyes were cold and sharp as he said meaningfully, "I just don't know where Mr. Fu's sincerity lies. I heard that the maid you arranged for Yan Yan in Zurich before passed away. She was in good health, but she suddenly had a heart attack."

"Why did she grow progressively weaker while she was in Zurich Your maid died at that very moment, dare you tell her"

Fu Hanlin's steps faltered, a cloud of gloom obscuring his clear eyes.

Just for a fleeting moment, he continued walking forward.

Fu Hanlin saw from afar that Fu Yan was sitting on a bench, wearing a coat and holding a cup of milk. She sipped it little by little. She seemed a little sleepy, having taken a few sips and yawned several times, trying her best to stay awake until Ji Lin woke up.

It was a good thing that the night's wait hadn't been in vain, as Ji Lin woke up at dawn.

But his body was still very weak. After waking up, he couldn't speak, his eyes trembled and only stayed open for less than a minute before falling asleep again.

He did not wake up again until evening.

This time he woke up for longer, the doctor said his body function also needs time to adapt. However, he is considered a miracle among patients who have woken up from a vegetative state, with a relatively short duration and faster recovery than usual people.

It was only when everyone had the doctor's permission to stand by his bedside.

A dazed expression clouded Ji Lin's pale face, his voice raspy and dry, "Who are you"

Qin Heng frowned, while Ji Mu covered her mouth and sobbed. Ji Qing turned away with a cold face to find a doctor. Only Fu Yan stood by the bed, holding Ji Qing's arm and saying to Ji Mu, "Auntie, I'm sorry for the offense."

Ji Mu was still immersed in the pain of Ji Lin's apparent amnesia and couldn't come out of it. When she first heard what Fu Yan said, she didn't react at all.

She leaned down and looked into Ji Lin's eyes, saying slowly, "Son, I am your mother."

Ji Lin's temples throbbed.

As Huo Mingzheng walked past the hospital room door, he paused and glanced at Ji Lin by his bedside. He stifled a smile but couldn't help but smirk at the thought of the woman who was taking advantage of Ji Lin while he was ill.

Fu Yan stroked Ji Lin's hair with a full face of love, her eyes truly red. "How come you just woke up now, do you know how much Mom worried..."

"Fu Xiaoyan, that's enough!" Ji Lin closed his eyes heavily.in disbelief.Is there any clay pot porridge sold nearbyThis smell is very familiar, like the taste from Wang Ji's.But how is that possibleThis is Zurich."I'm getting Wangji to pack up a shipment that...