He was wearing a dark suit, his brow creased with a coldness that seemed deeper than before. He appeared more mature and composed, but also a touch melancholic.,Ho Mingzheng let out a light chuckle, his gaze sweeping over Huo Jingshu who had also stood up and was now arm in arm with him. "Jingshu has grown up. In the future, she should live a good life with her own husband. Don't be so willful anymore.",Huo Jingshu knew she could get engaged to Fu Jing because Huo Mingzheng had told the old master. She was overjoyed and, hearing him say this, couldn't help but laugh without a hint of pretense: "I know, second brother, don't treat me like a child."。