Huo Jiayuan had her back to Zhu Rong, and her small hands couldn't help but clench gently.

She could feel the gaze of the person behind her, filled with resentment and a hint of smugness.

Actually, it was her idea to call Zhu Rong to Southeast Asia; she had long heard that this person was dishonest in the central city.

But to my surprise, she remained unchanged after arriving.

Huo Jiayuan took a deep breath, her emotions gradually calming down. She turned around and smiled gently at her.

"I'm sorry, I have absolutely no interest in any of what you're saying."

Zhu Rong was slightly surprised and stared at her blankly.

"Miss, wouldn't you like to know more about Mr. Meng's past? I can help you!"

"You know perfectly well whether you're helping me or trying to help yourself." Huo Jiayuan crossed her arms, a mocking smile playing on her lips. "In your eyes, I'm just the kind of good-for-nothing rich girl who acts recklessly because her family has some money, right? You think I'm completely brainless, don't you?"

"no……"

"That's right, I really don't have much of a brain," Huo Jiayuan laughed, "because I have a love-struck brain!"

Zhu Rong looked nervous and didn't dare to lift her eyelids.

"Do you even know what the characteristics of someone with a love-struck mind are, psychologist?" Huo Jiayuan walked up to her, poked her, and grinned mischievously. "The biggest characteristic of someone with a love-struck mind is that their eyes are only on their partner. Take me for example, my heart and eyes are filled with Meng Yan, I believe everything he says!"

“Whatever he says about his past, that’s what it is!” Huo Jiayuan said, emphasizing each word. “If he’s willing to tell me, I’ll believe him; if he’s not willing to tell me, I don’t want to know. I’m not dating his past, so why should I know so much?”

"But you worry far too much," Huo Jiayuan glanced at her. "Since you love to worry so much, why don't you think about what you should do about your own future!"

"Miss……"

Zhu Rong's expression changed. "Miss, are you trying to get rid of me?"

"I'm not kicking you out." Huo Jiayuan looked at her. "You've crossed my line, so you have to leave."

"I was wrong!" Zhu Rong shouted, and was about to kneel down, but was stopped by several people around Huo Jiayuan.

“Miss, I know I was wrong! I… I will never do this again. I will never dare to have any improper thoughts about Mr. Meng again…”

"Don't you think it's too late?"

Huo Jiayuan remained expressionless and coldly turned her back.

Those around her immediately understood and called for bodyguards to drag Zhu Rong away. Zhu Rong cried and shouted, refusing to leave. Just then, He Chen walked into the courtyard, and the crying and shouting startled him.

"This is……"

Zhu Rong was taken aback. Seeing the man's extraordinary demeanor and his attire, and noting his ability to freely enter and leave Huo Jiayuan's residence, she quickly guessed that he was the legendary young prince who was supposed to be engaged to Huo Jiayuan.

Her eyes darted around, and she forcefully broke free from the people on both sides, rushed over, grabbed Huo Jiayuan's leg, and knelt on the ground!

Huo Jiayuan was taken aback, and her bodyguards rushed forward to pull her away.

However, Zhu Rong held on tightly, her cries growing louder and louder, "Miss, please..."

"Yuan Yuan?" He Chen walked over. "What exactly happened?"

Huo Jiayuan glanced at He Chen.

This is, after all, the Grand Palace, a place that is always solemn and quiet. Such a loud noise is indeed unbecoming.

Besides, He Chen saw it.

Huo Jiayuan could only temporarily have the bodyguards release Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong narrowly escaped disaster and hurriedly ran into the room.

"Is this your rival in love?" He Chen smiled gently.

"What are you saying!" Huo Jiayuan glanced at him and pouted.

“Yes, yes, yes,” He Chen said. “Your boyfriend is so loyal to you, how could he tolerate a rival? But… what’s wrong with your boyfriend? Why does he always go outside to meet you? Actually, His Majesty the King has already said that you should just treat this place like your own home, and it’s fine to bring friends over.”

“He… is used to being free.” Huo Jiayuan forced a smile. “It would be better not to come at all than to be restricted here.”

But you're here.

Huo Jiayuan didn't continue. Sometimes, Meng Yan really didn't seem to compromise much for her.

"By the way," He Chen changed the subject, "Your graduation project is due soon, how's it going? Let's find some time to go to the factory again and ask the experienced craftsmen to help us make it, then we can test it and see how it goes!"

"Okay, sure!" Huo Jiayuan readily agreed.

The two chatted and laughed in the yard. He Chen saw Huo Jiayuan's doodles in the notebook, picked them up and gave her some serious comments, which made her laugh out loud.

Zhu Rong, who was hiding behind the window, saw this scene clearly.

She fled in a panic, but instead of settling down somewhere peacefully, she kept staring into the courtyard. Her gaze turned cold, and a sinister smile curled at the corner of her lips.

Fireworks factory?

That's a nice place!