Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1092 - 1070: Anya Sacrificed Her Life for You!
Jiayi, upon hearing Vivi saying "there’s other things to busy with," turned to Si Yuheng and said, "Don’t tell me you’re still going to marry her at this time!"
Anya was really bothered by the marriage between Vivi and Si Yuheng and wanted to leave.
Si Yuheng calmly said, "The wedding will proceed as planned in two days."
Jiayi was furious, ran up the steps, and before the others could react, used all her strength to slap him hard across the face:
"Anya sacrificed her life for you!"
Anya and her daughter had just experienced such an ordeal, yet he was still going to carry on with the wedding!
Everyone was shocked to see Jiayi slap Si Yuheng!
Only Huo Zhenyang watched quietly, full of indulgence, merely signaling the bodyguards to step forward and protect Jiayi.
Si Yuheng, very weak, staggered back two steps from the slap, stumbled, hit the wall, but unexpectedly did not get angry. He raised his hand, used the back of it to wipe the blood from his thin lips, smiled teasingly, and continued his unfinished words: "...Welcome to come then, I hope my wedding is perfect enough to satisfy everyone."
Vivi showed a joyful expression.
Jiayi was so angry she was about to vomit blood, no longer wanting to stay there even a moment.
In an instant, the group from the Huo Family left.
The room fell silent.
Vivi looked at Si Yuheng, only to see his gaze fixed on an unknown point ahead, the arrogance from before had disappeared, his pupils seemed to have a thin membrane over them, as if his soul was no longer in his body, she hurried over to support him: "REX, are you okay..."
Suddenly, it felt as if his heart had split open, as if he had reached his limit, a sweetness welled up in his throat, and amid the surrounding people’s cries of alarm, he spat out a large pool of blood.
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Two years later.
China, northern H City.
On a relatively quiet side street, there’s a cake shop about a dozen square meters, located by the roadside.
The sign is pieced together with colorful small LED lights spelling the name "Hi.cake Handmade Baking Shop."
At noon, business is booming.
Although this shop has only been open for a little over a year, the owner’s baking skills are excellent, and every dessert is made with thoughtful attention.
Over time, word spread and many loyal customers returned.
Every time besides buying desserts, regulars also like to tease the owner’s adorable daughter.
The little girl is just over three years old this year, and looks like a doll with her snow-white cheeks, curled eyelashes, and rosy lips, looking quite different from typical domestic children.
Sharp-eyed folks could tell she’s somewhat mixed-race.
People often say that mixed-race children are not only beautiful but also smart, and the little girl is indeed so, more quick-witted than peers of her age.
Over time, desserts and the little girl have become the treasures of Hi.cake Handmade Baking Shop.
Especially the shop owner’s daughter, who is practically the mascot in customers’ hearts.
A middle-aged uncle, a regular customer, bought dessert and casually walked to the corner of the shop.
On the corner sofa, a little meatball resembling taro balls with children’s corrective glasses, was holding a tablet, looking adorable and interesting.
The uncle, as usual, patted her head playfully: "Xiaoxiao, here watching the shop with your mom again."
Liang Xiaoxiao looked up, adjusted her glasses, and seriously asked, "Uncle, do you know about BMW?"
The uncle was puzzled: "Of course, I know."
Liang Xiaoxiao pulled down the uncle’s hand, "Then do you know what else BMW stands for?"
The uncle confidently said, "The English name is—BMW!"
"Yes, BMW." Liang Xiaoxiao shrugged her little shoulders.
BMW = Don’t touch me?
The uncle laughed awkwardly, withdrew his hand: "This little baby is really smart."
Liang Xiaoxiao frowned hearing herself called a little baby, "Right, Uncle, BMW is not the English name of the car, it’s the abbreviation of the company’s German name BayerischeMotorenWerkeAG!"
Saying she’s a little baby? She knows more than the uncle does.
Nearby, two young customers buying desserts laughed. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢
The uncle glanced at the slender figure behind the cash register, awkwardly wiped his sweat: "Boss lady, your baby girl, her mouth, really is something."
Liang Anya just finished serving the last customer, smiled apologetically: "Sorry about that." She then glared at Xiaoxiao secretly.
Xiaoxiao made a goofy face.
Watching the uncle leave with dessert, Liang Anya stepped out from behind the cashier: "Liang Xiaoxiao, don’t speak to customers like that anymore, you think you’re great for knowing so much? Look at how many customers you’ve scared away from our bakery. Without customers, there’s no money to earn, can you eat and go online?"
These past years, as she ran the bakery, busy as can be, hardly having the time to watch over Xiaoxiao constantly, fearing her causing trouble everywhere, she simply tossed an iPad to Xiaoxiao to play by herself.
The internet is full of information, the Little Baozi, with incredible capability, absorbing ten lines at a glance, especially that Liang Tao cultivated this granddaughter like a Ph.D., so whatever she learned, she mastered in one go.
Liang Xiaoxiao focused on her iPad, calmly said: "I don’t randomly scare away customers. I chased off those with intentions toward you; like that uncle just now, every time he only buys dessert worth less than ten yuan, yet keeps watching you and chatting up to you, wanting to date you, so stingy! I am helping you chase away unwanted suitors."
Liang Anya was helpless, but had long used to Xiaoxiao speaking like this.
This little guy, if not disciplined soon, in another two years probably would reach for the sky!
She wanted to pull the Little Baozi from the sofa for a good teaching, usually, this mischievous spirit would immediately evade, but today’s attention was fully on her tablet.
She furrowed her brow: "Don’t video chat with Zaizai anymore. You’ve spoiled Zaizai! Yesterday your godmother video-called me, saying Zaizai found a frog somewhere and put it in bed with Apple Girl and Little Prince to play, it’s all your doing, isn’t it!? Causing trouble at home is one thing, but remotely directing others to cause mischief from afar, aren’t you a girl? Look at your eyes, really want to be a four-eyed girl forever? Give it here, no internet for a week!"
Xiaoxiao protected the iPad behind her, babbled childishly: "I wasn’t video chatting with Zaizai, I was playing games."
"What Zaizai? Call him Brother Ting." She smiled angrily, grabbing Xiaoxiao’s iPad, froze upon seeing the screen.
Xiaoxiao jumped in front of her: "I said I was playing games, give it back, give it back."
She remained motionless.
The game on the screen was Cinderella at midnight.
Xiaoxiao was changing outfits for her character halfway.
This game has become popular in China.
But of course.
Two years passed.
Unexpectedly, Xiaoxiao had connected with him through this game.
Perhaps this is an unbreakable fateful bond between father and daughter?
