Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1085 - 1063: I Really Don’t Want to Leave Like This
Every time Jiayi spoke, she took a step closer, forcing Vivi to step back, cold sweat breaking out.
The Asian woman before her had clear eyes, yet an indescribable chill emanated from them. Within her words, there was a pressure that compelled submission.
As the words "being snapped" left her lips, Vivi broke out in a cold sweat, as if threatened, sharply inhaling.
Realizing what had happened, she felt embarrassed and annoyed - she had hit a brick wall, surprisingly intimidated by an Asian woman!
Just then, footsteps sounded around the stair corner, accompanied by a man’s voice: "Why wasn’t I informed beforehand that Mrs. Huo was coming?"
Seeing Si Yuheng coming downstairs, Vivi hurried over and clutched his arm, brow furrowed in grievance: "REX."
Jiayi noticed Si Yuheng arriving, her face darkening slightly as she saw him letting Vivi hold his arm firmly, even gently patting the back of Vivi’s hand to comfort her. She felt a chill for Anya: "Let Anya come out, I will take her and Xiaoxiao back home."
Si Yuheng retorted, "Has she mentioned wanting to go back home to you?"
Jiayi chuckled lightly, "Does she need to? Mr. Si is getting married; what’s the point of her staying here?"
Si Yuheng shrugged, "Since she hasn’t mentioned it to you, isn’t it just Mrs. Huo’s one-sided wishful thinking? What makes you think she wants to leave? What gives you the right to take her away?"
Jiayi, unwilling to waste more words with him, said indifferently, "Her father and brother aren’t here - I am her family. If you don’t let her go today, I can call the police anytime and have them intervene."
Si Yuheng, angry yet amused, surely cosseted by Huo Zhenyang beyond bounds! Dared to threaten him with the police?
George complemented smoothly, "We are well aware that Beiming Hall has always had good relations with the local police, and interacts closely with government officials. Maybe you wouldn’t mind a police report, but Mr. Huo is currently in A Country. Mr. Si also knows Mr. Huo’s social standing in the country. Beiming Hall and Huo Group are collaborating now. To avoid mutual harm and an unsightly scene, Mr. Si should let Miss Liang go with us."
The words were quite polite, yet obviously threatening.
If Si Yuheng was the local snake, then Huo Group was the mighty dragon.
The mighty dragon might not necessarily overpower the local snake, but wanting to bite hard enough to make the local snake suffer is quite easy.
Though Huo Zhenyang wasn’t a native of A Country, his uncle Boris was a high-ranking government official, and he himself held a princely title, connected with the Royal Family.
When the police arrived, who would they assist? It was indeed uncertain!
Si Yuheng’s face turned cold, "Are you threatening me now? Sorry, I’m someone with a big appetite, who eats everything, except threats."
Jiayi was already prepared for a prolonged battle, clapping her hands, "George, stop with unnecessary talk, dial the number."
George immediately took out his phone and was about to dial the number when the sound of familiar footsteps descended the stairs.
"Anya!" Jiayi exclaimed in surprise.
Si Yuheng glanced at her, raising his chin, a stern gaze revealing a hint of wary scrutiny.
Liang Anya saw clearly - it was a warning.
She walked over, "Xiaoyi, sorry for the trouble of coming here yourself."
Jiayi didn’t want to see her staying here for another minute and pulled her hand, "George, go get Xiaoxiao downstairs."
Si Yuheng’s expression turned somewhat grim. Just as he was about to speak, Liang Anya slowly withdrew her hand from Jiayi’s palm, "Xiaoyi, let’s forget about it."
Jiayi was stunned, "What do you mean, forget about it?"
"I’m not leaving, for now." Her voice was as soft as a mosquito.
Jiayi immediately said, "Are you afraid he won’t allow it? Don’t worry, I—"
"No." Liang Anya stepped back half a step, "Right now, I don’t want to leave."
Jiayi’s face shifted, no way—this wasn’t like Anya’s character. How could she not want to leave?
How could she possibly be willing to stay by a married man’s side, enduring grievances?
Si Yuheng’s stern gaze finally eased, turning to Jiayi, "How about that, Mrs. Huo, given up yet?"
Vivi, though she wanted Jiayi to take Liang Anya away quickly, at this moment, needed to stand by her future husband’s side, "The interested party has already said they don’t want to leave. Even if the police came, it wouldn’t matter—what else is there to say?"
In front of so many people, Jiayi conveniently couldn’t ask her why exactly she didn’t want to leave with herself. Even if she asked, presumably, Anya wouldn’t say, leaving her somewhat agitated.
Liang Anya held her hand tight and spoke in a low yet resolute tone, "I’m really okay. Don’t worry. If anything happens, I’ll let you know."
Jiayi was maddened, nearly dying from frustration, "What are you still clinging to, or is there something you’re worried about? He’s getting married, and the bride isn’t you! What are you still doing here!"
He’s getting married, and the bride isn’t you. The words were like a clock, causing Liang Anya’s ears to buzz, deafeningly loud, as if nailed to a scaffold of shame, whipped repeatedly, not only tearing the flesh but startling the heart. Still, she lifted her face, "I know. But I really don’t want to leave just like this."
Vivi bit her lip, truly despicable. Even like this, she still wanted to cling to the man and not let go.
George glanced at Jiayi, "Since it’s like this, Mrs. Huo, let’s head back to the hotel."
Jiayi couldn’t reason with Liang Anya and helplessly took a few steps toward Si Yuheng, "Are you really going to marry another woman?"
Liang Anya, with her back to the two of them, clenched her pink fist slightly, followed by Si Yuheng’s indifferent voice:
"Eight o’clock in the morning one week later, at the city chapel, my wedding with Vivi. Thank you for attending, it’s an honor."
Thank you for attending, it’s an honor.
Eight words, each cooling Liang Anya’s body temperature bit by bit, with chills stretching all the way to the palms.
Jiayi suppressed her temper again and again, raising her slender arm and pointing at Liang Anya: "Then what about Anya?"
"She gave me Miyasha, I won’t treat her badly. Materially, I’ll try my best to satisfy her and her family. Oh, her brother’s company in the country, it was me who helped settle and fund it, Mrs. Huo should know."
Hearing this, Jiayi felt her teeth itching, really wanting to slap Si Yuheng across the face. But the slap shouldn’t come from her, so she could only stare at Liang Anya in anger, waiting for her final decision.
Liang Anya’s face was as pale as snow, still slightly bowed, not saying a word.
Jiayi, feeling stifled, turned around and left with George.
The people left, the floor was empty, utterly silent.
Liang Anya turned around, heading upstairs slowly toward her room.
Si Yuheng motioned to Vivi, "You go upstairs first."
Today, Si Yuheng’s distinct attitude between her and Liang Anya made Vivi feel very satisfied with her position as the main wife, and she obediently left.
Si Yuheng fixed his gaze on Liang Anya’s back, suddenly speaking out, "You performed well. Staying like this, isn’t it nice."
His compliment was akin to praising a compliant pet, lofty and cold.
