Jiang Can's big eyes darted around, and she immediately realized who was coming.

"Could it be that Auntie is still not giving up?"

Huo Zhixing chuckled, "What do you think?"

Jiang Can raised an eyebrow and made a helpless expression.

That's true. Sun Meifen was able to marry into the Fu family even though she was divorced and had a child. If she were someone who would easily back down, she wouldn't have gotten to where she is today.

Jiang Can nodded, touched Huo Zhixing's face and smiled, "Then I'll go back to sleep for a while. I'll leave everything here to Superman Huo!"

"Yes, sir." Huo Zhixing smiled and uttered those two words softly.

Everything went as he expected.

Jiang Can had just returned to her room when the doorbell rang. A moment later, the butler came to report:

"Young Master, Madam Meifen and Miss Qingyan have arrived. Would you like to see them?"

Huo Zhixing raised his eyes and slightly curled his lips.

Sun Meifen and Fu Qingyan waited in the living room downstairs.

When Huo Zhixing came down the stairs, he saw their expressions: anxious, restless, and fearful. They had also brought gifts: a complete diamond necklace set and several limited-edition bags from international designer brands.

Judging from Fu Qingyan's distressed expression, it was clear that even she had never used these things.

It seems Sun Meifen has really gone all out this time.

Huo Zhixing strolled down the stairs, his expression aloof, and greeted them politely: "Aunt, Cousin Qingyan."

"Oh... Zhixing!" Sun Meifen quickly greeted them. "It's been so long since I've come to see you. By the way, where's Cancan? She's due for her prenatal checkup this month, right? Your cousin is free, have her go with her!"

"No need to trouble yourself, I'll keep you company." Huo Zhixing's smile didn't reach his eyes as he coldly looked at the two of them. "What brings you here, Aunt and Cousin?"

Sun Meifen presented the gift, saying it was a small token of her appreciation for Jiang Can.

However, Huo Zhixing only glanced at it indifferently.

The butler beside him didn't dare to move and didn't take it.

Sun Meifen's hand remained suspended in mid-air, she laughed awkwardly for a while, and then withdrew it.

"If Aunt came here specifically to give a gift, then leave it here. I've received it. I have something else to attend to, so I won't stay here with you any longer."

Huo Zhixing turned to the butler and said, "Give them a meal, and then send them back later."

"Yes, young master!"

"Oh!" Sun Meifen cried out anxiously, "Zhixing, I...I have something to do!"

Huo Zhixing stopped and glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. "Oh?"

“Zhi Xing, I won’t beat around the bush!” Sun Meifen said resolutely. “I came here for the order… This order from the International Fashion Week is mine. You’re just going to snatch it away like this? Aren’t you afraid of what people will say?”

"Ha, I don't understand what you're saying, Aunt." Huo Zhixing sneered, his gaze sharp. "Haven't I snatched enough orders over the years?"

"you……"

"If I'm always worried about what people will say, the Fu family business should go out of business!"

"But this time is different!" Sun Meifen couldn't hold back any longer. "This time you're stealing from one of your own people!"

“Aunt,” Huo Zhixing said with a smile, “I didn’t ‘steal’ it.”

"Yes, you didn't steal it! It was a gift from your uncle!"

Sun Meifen was furious. "Zhixing, I... I had some misunderstandings with your uncle, so he retaliated against me in this way. This doesn't count!"

Huo Zhixing sat upright on the sofa, unmoved, with an indifferent expression.

His every move exuded a sense of aloofness and detachment.

"Having been in the Fu family for so many years, doesn't your aunt understand the rules of the business world?"

Sun Meifen was taken aback.

Huo Zhixing calmly adjusted his cufflinks, his eyes as cold as frost, and softly uttered a few words:

"There are no fathers and sons in the business world."

"If my aunt were to talk to me about family ties at this time, that would be a huge taboo!"

Sun Meifen bit her lip.

Although Huo Zhixing was a junior, his powerful and imposing aura still made her feel uneasy.

“Zhixing…” she began to appeal to his emotions, “You know your uncle, he’s just a child!”

"Can you trust a child's words and actions? He might give you the order today, but tomorrow, if he's in a better mood, he'll take it back! Ha, if your uncle asks for it, can you refuse? Zhixing, in the end, you'll be the one who loses face!"

"Oh," Huo Zhixing said with a half-smile, "So your aunt was thinking about my reputation?"

"Of course!"

"In your eyes, is my uncle really that mentally challenged?"

"this……"

Sun Meifen dared not speak carelessly.

After all, she was determined to marry Fu Chengwei back then, claiming it was the love of her life.

"Heh, Auntie." Huo Zhixing stood up, casually putting his hands in his pockets, his expression nonchalant, cold, and mocking.

"Although my uncle is slow to react, he's definitely not stupid, and he's not the kind of person to go back on his word! My aunt's wishful thinking has probably backfired!"

Sun Meifen gasped and stared at him blankly for a long time.

"Huo Zhixing, you're not planning to return the order to me, are you?"

Huo Zhixing stared at her coldly, remaining silent.

Sun Meifen was planning a fight to the death. "I advise you to leave yourself a way out! If you push me too far, I'll..."

"So what?"

The man's eyes flashed like knives. "Ha, when my cousin Qingyan embarrassed my wife in the mall, did she think about her own escape route?"

"Cousin, it's all a misunderstanding!" Fu Qingyan argued stubbornly. "I've never been pregnant, so of course I don't know what stretch marks are. I just found it novel... I never knew that women could have such ugly things on their bellies!"

"Alright, that's enough!" Sun Meifen was in a state of confusion and glared at her.

Fu Qingyan pouted unconvinced and hid behind her mother.

Huo Zhixing approached them step by step, and the oppressive feeling he exuded was chilling.

"Fu Qingyan." He bit off each word coldly, "Do you know what you're saying?"

"Zhixing, your cousin is just being immature, don't take it to heart..."

"Don't worry, Auntie, I won't," Huo Zhixing smiled.

But the smile on his face sent chills down one's spine.

He looked at the two of them and said, slowly and deliberately, "I hope my cousin Qingyan will never have the chance to grow these kinds of marks in her lifetime!"

"What...what are you saying!" Sun Meifen's eyes widened. "Huo Zhixing, are you cursing my daughter to be infertile?"

"Qingyan is your little sister who grew up with you since childhood, how could you curse her like that!"

"Huo Zhixing, you are simply..."

"Get these two out of here," Huo Zhixing said to the butler, his voice icy. "Don't disturb the young mistress's rest!"

The butler immediately summoned several black bodyguards, each armed with a gun.

Sun Meifen and Fu Qingyan immediately chickened out, repeatedly shouting, "No, no, no! Zhixing, the order, the order..."

"I have already made the order situation very clear."

"Zhixing!" Sun Meifen struggled one last time. "Do I really have to have your uncle come and talk to you?"

Huo Zhixing smiled coldly, knowing that she would eventually bring up Fu Chengwei.

He waved his hand, dismissing the bodyguards and butler, and turned to look at Sun Meifen.

"There's no need to trouble Uncle with such a small matter. Aunt, if you have any good ideas on how to resolve this, I'm all ears."