Addiction sets in at night; even the abstinent older man has fallen for it.

Huo Qijun turned his head, his gaze filled with gratitude and emotion.

He put his arm around Fu Zhengting's shoulder and joked, "Brother Ting, we're practically brothers in the same boat now, all in the same boat of heartbreak!"

Fu Zhengting frowned slightly, displeased to hear this, especially the word "heartbreak".

How can it be considered a breakup if you haven't even started dating?

"Do you need my help? I'll go find her for you and ask her myself how she could bear to deceive you," Huo Qijun joked, but he really meant it.

After repeated questioning, Fu Zhengting confided his troubles to him, and he finally understood the whole story.

Fu Zhengting immediately refused, "No need."

For him, the best course of action was to cut off all contact.

"But Brother Ting, I share the same opinion as Uncle Zhong. I think there might be some kind of... misunderstanding?" Huo Qijun couldn't help but voice his thoughts. Seeing Fu Zhengting's face immediately turn cold, he wisely kept quiet.

"If you don't want to hear it, I won't say it, but as your best friend, I still have to remind you that if there's really some misunderstanding, your decisive action is like cutting off your own relationship. You've so heartlessly blocked and deleted her; I hope you won't regret it. After all, putting aside your pride to add her back is a very difficult thing for you." As Huo Qijun spoke, he imagined Fu Zhengting humbly begging to be added back and couldn't help but laugh.

Fu Zhengting's pride is even stronger than his. It was already difficult for him to put aside his pride and take the initiative to add a wife, so it would be even more difficult for Fu Zhengting.

"I'll never add it back after I delete it!" Fu Zhengting said firmly with a cold face.

Huo Qijun nodded and patted Fu Zhengting on the shoulder, "That's for the best... I was just afraid you'd regret it!"

"Impossible!" Fu Zhengting retorted, his reaction somewhat excessive.

Huo Qijun didn't continue, yawned, and finally felt sleepy.

He planned to stay here with Xiao Linglong for a few days to keep Fu Zhengting company, and then leave when Fu Zhengting was in a better mood.

Because he used to come often, Fu Zhengting had prepared a room for him, and Xiao Linglong's clothes and his clothes were all in the room.

"Brother Ting, are you going to sleep for a few hours before going to work, or are you going straight to work?" He was worried that it would be bad for Fu Zhengting's health to go to work without sleeping all night.

Fu Zhengting pinched his sore nose. Although his eyes were so sore he could barely keep them open, the frustration in his heart remained, and he knew he wouldn't sleep well.

"I'll go to the company first, and then sleep for a few hours in the office after I'm done."

He went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Huo Qijun glanced at the closed bathroom door, realizing he needed to discuss with Uncle Zhong how to resolve the problem Fu Zhengting was facing.

I need to go to sleep now.

He went straight into the room across the street, since the room he had stayed in before was across the street.

Little Linglong was sleeping soundly in bed, while Uncle Zhong was sleeping on the sofa.

Because he has to go to work early, Uncle Zhong has a habit of waking up early. He woke up when he heard the door open.

Huo Qijun felt a little guilty, so he went over and expressed his gratitude to Uncle Zhong, "Uncle Zhong, thank you for your hard work. Your president and I get along so well, we could talk for three days and three nights without stopping."

Uncle Zhong got off the sofa, shook his head generously to indicate that it was alright, and thanked Huo Qijun instead, "Young Master Huo, it's fortunate that I have a true friend like you with whom I can confide my innermost thoughts, otherwise the president would be too lonely."

He glanced at his phone; it was past six. He needed to get ready to take the CEO to work again.

He knew Fu Zhengting's habit of never missing a day, so there was no need to ask.

Given that Fu Zhengting is currently in a bad mood, he must want to focus on work to forget about his unhappiness.

He got out of the car, drove it out, and waited for Fu Zhengting in the car.

Huo Qijun took a shower and came out, bending down to look at the sleeping little Linglong, and tapped the little girl's long eyelashes.

The little girl looks exactly like her mother, and her personality is similar too; her mother is a very lively and cheerful person.

Thinking of his wife fills him with melancholy.

He lay down on the bed, gently hugged Xiao Linglong, and was so sleepy that he didn't want to think about anything. He closed his eyes and fell asleep immediately.

As Fu Zhengting prepared to get out of the car, he looked at Uncle Zhong with an awkward and uncomfortable expression.

I still feel guilty because of how I spoke to Uncle Zhong last night.

Uncle Zhong didn't take it to heart at all. He smiled at Fu Zhengting and, seeing that Fu Zhengting hadn't come up, went down to open the car door for him.

Fu Zhengting couldn't bring himself to apologize to Uncle Zhong for a moment, and sat silently in the car.

Suddenly, a question came to mind: I was worried that Huo Qijun might sleep for a long time because he didn't sleep last night, and it wouldn't be good if little Linglong woke up without anyone to take care of her.

He called Anan and told him to come to the villa as soon as possible.

Anan, unaware of the situation between Fu Zhengting and Mu Tiantian, asked疑惑地问道, "President, isn't Mu Tiantian at the villa?"

It wasn't that he wanted to be lazy; he was just asking out of curiosity.

"Just come when we tell you to. Why are you asking so many questions?"

Fu Zhengting finished speaking in a bad mood and hung up the phone.

Anan, who was being scolded for no reason, scratched her hair and looked at Fu Zhengting's number with a mix of grievance and confusion.

Is the CEO on fire? Why is he being so fierce with him so early in the morning?

What could make the CEO so emotional...?

Only Mu Tiantian is left.

He cleverly guessed that something must have happened.

Driven by curiosity, he immediately got up and prepared, then hurried off to the villa.

Uncle Zhong drove, glancing cautiously at Fu Zhengting in the rearview mirror every now and then.

Fu Zhengting leaned back in the car seat and finally felt a little sleepy.

He crossed his arms and sat there to sleep for a while.

Uncle Zhong felt heartbroken seeing this.

Heartbreak is the most tormenting thing.

We need to resolve the conflict between the president and Mu Tiantian as soon as possible.

Fu Zhengting seemed to remember something, opened his eyes, glanced at Uncle Zhong, and reminded him, "Don't forget to return Mu Tiantian's clothes to her."

Remembering that Mu Tiantian's toothbrush and toothpaste were still there when she brushed her teeth, she added, "Also, pack up all the toothpaste and toothbrushes in the bathroom, anything related to Mu Tiantian, and return it to her."

Does the CEO really have to go to such extremes?

Uncle Zhong certainly didn't dare say this aloud, and could only nod in obedience to the order.

Upon arriving at the company, Fu Zhengting, still worried that Uncle Zhong might forget, reminded him again, "Go back now and pack it up and send it to Mu Tiantian. Anyway, you have her contact information."

Uncle Zhong opened his mouth as if to say something, but Fu Zhengting quickly went into the office building.

Uncle Zhong thought for a moment and then dialed Mu Tiantian's number.

Mu Tiantian was half asleep when she was woken up by Uncle Zhong's phone call.

When the phone rang, she instinctively thought it was Fu Zhengting calling, and all her drowsiness instantly vanished. She excitedly grabbed her phone to look at it, and when she saw it was Uncle Zhong calling, she twitched the corners of her mouth.

She forgot that Fu Zhengting had blocked her.