Yao Manning's eyes flashed with malice when she saw Jiang Can.

But she quickly regained her composure, smiled, and walked over to greet him warmly. "Third Master!"

Jiang Can's heart tightened, and she subconsciously looked at Huo Zhixing.

Women's intuition is always very sharp.

"Heh, Third Master!" Yao Manning stopped in front of the two, looking Jiang Can up and down. "This must be Miss Jiang, right?"

Jiang Can nodded politely in greeting.

Huo Zhixing's expression was unpleasant, his brows furrowed slightly, and he asked in a cold voice, "What are you doing here?"

"Grandpa wants you to go back!" Yao Manning deliberately emphasized her words. "He knows Fang Han can't persuade you, so he had no choice but to send me!"

Jiang Can's eyes darkened.

Fang Han is Huo Zhixing's confidant and the most reliable person by Huo Zhixing's side.

Even Fang Han couldn't be persuaded, but this woman could persuade him as soon as she showed up?

And why did the Huo family patriarch insist on sending her here?

Ah, isn't the unspoken meaning behind these words that her position in the Huo family and even in Huo Zhixing's heart is extraordinary?

Jiang Can smiled gently. In fact, she had a feeling that Yao Manning was up to no good as soon as she got out of the car, and now she knew exactly what was going on.

"Zhixing," Yao Manning moved closer to Huo Zhixing, "Let's hurry back, don't keep Grandpa waiting!"

"Oh, by the way." She looked at Jiang Can again, smiled and said, "Miss Jiang, have you run into some trouble? Otherwise, why would Zhixing be so anxious, skipping the family dinner and rushing out like this!"

"Really?" Jiang Can glanced at Huo Zhixing, then secretly tugged at his sleeve, pulling him closer to her.

"I'm so sorry, you should go back now!"

“Heh, Miss Jiang.” Yao Manning glanced at her. “If Miss Jiang runs into trouble, you don’t need to make Zhixing come all this way. Just tell me! I will do my best to help.”

Jiang Can responded with a faint "Yes, thank you."

"You're welcome! Zhixing and I grew up together, so his friends are naturally my friends too!"

Huo Zhixing frowned, his face suddenly darkening. Just as he was about to say something, Jiang Can grabbed his arm.

She gently took his arm, a tender smile on her face, and nestled against Huo Zhixing like a little bird.

“This young lady is mistaken,” Jiang Can said calmly. “I can hardly be considered his friend.”

"What?" Yao Manning asked in confusion, "Then Miss Jiang..."

“Zhixing and I have a history of exchanging rings,” Jiang Can said with a smile, her words clear and distinct. “What do you think we are?”

Yao Manning's face turned pale, and she couldn't utter a single word.

Huo Zhixing was quite surprised, and his heart was filled with joy. He then pulled Jiang Can into his arms.

"Alright, hurry back, don't worry too much about me." Jiang Can turned around and straightened his tie, her big eyes shining like stars.

"Okay, sure." He smiled at her.

"Oh, by the way, I've got my eye on a pair of leather shoes. I'll take you to try them on sometime in the next couple of days. They'll be perfect to match your suit for any family dinners or something!"

Huo Zhixing nodded. At this moment, Fang Han had already driven the car to the intersection outside the community.

Huo Zhixing told Jiang Can to go upstairs first, watched her enter the house, and then slowly walked outside.

Even when he brushed past Yao Manning, he didn't even glance at her, treating her as if she were invisible.

Yao Manning stood frozen in place, unable to move forward or backward. She stomped her foot angrily, her delicate makeup contorted with resentment.

...

Huo Zhixing's lips never left his mouth on the way back.

Fang Han, who was in front of him, felt a chill run down his spine. Looking at him in the rearview mirror, the man was all smiles, his fingers rhythmically tapping on the car door.

It seems like...she's humming a song?

Fang Han shook his head; he couldn't figure out what it was anyway.

As they approached the Huo family manor, in an attempt to make the young master seem a little more composed, Fang Han forced a smile and asked, "Young Master, is there... something to celebrate?"

"Hmm." Huo Zhixing straightened his body and became a little more composed.

"Oh, what's up?"

"I'll soon have new shoes to wear."

"Huh?" Fang Han was startled. "Young Master, you...don't you have any shoes to wear right now?"

Huo Zhixing frowned and said in a deep voice, "Are those shoes too small?"

"Oh, okay...okay!"

Fang Han was covered in a cold sweat.

Let's just assume this guy is still growing, sigh!

...

Two days later, Huo Zhixing arranged to meet Yao Mo, a board member of Yangcheng University, at a private club at the foot of Minghuang Mountain.

Before the meeting, he had Fang Han investigate all of Yao Mo's information.

“He is Yao Manning’s uncle and has a certain say in the Yao family,” Fang Han reported truthfully. “But he’s not cut out for business and prefers to play power games, which is why he’s on the board of directors of Central City University.”

"Hmm." The man's eyes were deep, and his face remained calm.

“Based on my investigation…” Fang Han paused, “Yao Mo is an old fox. Even though Yao Manning is his own niece, he will still keep his options open.”

In other words, if Yao Mo had the opportunity, he would also want to make a name for himself in front of him, rather than leaving all the benefits to Yao Manning.

Huo Zhixing curled his lips. To an outsider, the most frightening thing was a family that was united and impregnable, a family that could not be breached no matter what.

But the fact that there are grudges among the Yao family members makes things much easier!

"Young Master," Fang Han glanced outside and chuckled, "The old fox is here!"

Huo Zhixing straightened his collar, crossed his long legs, and sat down at the table. "Let him in."

Fang Han led Yao Mo into the house, nodded respectfully in greeting, and then quietly withdrew.

Yao Mo glanced at Huo Zhixing. Although Huo Zhixing was older, Yao Mo remained calm and composed in his presence.

This man has an incredibly powerful aura; his unpredictable eyes alone are like two sharp blades, capable of cutting a person to pieces at any moment.

Yao Mo smiled and looked around, softly praising, "Young Master, you truly have excellent taste. This private club looks understated, but in reality, just one antique ornament is priceless!"

"Mr. Yao, you flatter me." Huo Zhixing said calmly, "I won't beat around the bush. I did invite you here today because I need your help with something."

Yao Mo rolled her eyes and pursed her lips, immediately guessing what it was about.

"Heh, Third Young Master, don't be so polite. Just let me know if you need anything."

Huo Zhixing squinted at him, his deep voice slightly nonchalant: "Mr. Yao, do you know what it is?"

"this……"

“To be honest,” he chuckled, “it’s for a student named Yin Cheng.”

"I heard that the school board unanimously decided to cancel Yin Cheng's admission on the grounds that he is not old enough?" Huo Zhixing stared at him with cold eyes. "Is this the first time in the century-long history of Yangcheng University?"