It's late now, the windows on the twelfth floor are dark, there's no light, she must be asleep.,He scrolled through his phone, locating Fu Yan's number. He wanted to call and ask her what was wrong. Knowing Fu Yan as he did, she wouldn't easily move in with Huo Mingzheng. She appeared gentle and easy to handle, but deep down, she was very stubborn.,"What did he do" He wiped his hair, sat down on the sofa, threw down the towel, picked up the hangover soup that Lao Shu had just brought in, and took a sip.。