Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1198 - 1176: Let’s See If You’re Drunk!

Huo Zhenyang’s deep eyes were fixed on her: "Nie Yixiao will find out sooner or later. You know the Ning Family’s status, plus he was involved in the Mexico arms case."

"Then let him find out as late as possible."

"No matter what, you and he are husband and wife. Are you really not going to tell him?"

Qiao Yongyong’s gaze flickered; indeed, they were husband and wife, and Brother Yixiao had told her that there should be no secrets between a married couple...

But this matter was different.

Brother Yixiao’s identity and status were completely opposed to the Longding Society, and he always rejected it. Even now, when his view of her has changed, he may still harbor hostility towards the Longding Society. At the very least, he would definitely not want her to have any contact with the Longding Society.

What’s the use of telling Brother Yixiao?

If she asked him to help her brother, he would be angry that she was still thinking about a Mafia family, right?

Even if she took a step back, and he was willing to help for her sake, it would be reluctantly.

She didn’t want him to do anything against his will.

Furthermore, he had just taken over the Ning Family, with a bright future ahead, thriving among the second generation in politics. Suddenly getting involved with the Mafia would surely affect his career.

Rather than that, it was better not to let him know.

She would bear it alone.

Huo Zhenyang said nothing, nodded slightly, agreeing to it.

Qiao Yongyong pushed the door open, walked down the stairs in a daze, and returned to the main building on the east side.

When she entered the room, her legs were still weak, and she was absent-minded until a pair of long arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her over.

She fell into a warm and broad embrace, deeply inhaling the familiar scent, feeling slightly revived.

"Why did it take you so long to take some medicine?" His husky voice, laced with discontent, reached her ears.

"I went to play with Yiyi for a while." She forced a smile.

"Seems like you really love those little ones of the Huo Family."

"Who wouldn’t love them? Even Dad, such a serious person, adores them."

She murmured while playing with the buttons on his white shirt collar. Her delicate nails, like a little rabbit’s claws, unintentionally brushed against his firm chest, making beads of sweat appear on his forehead and his nose turn gradually red.

Maybe in these past few days, relaxing at Tanghu Villa with the Huo Family couple, his body and mind were too relaxed, leading to his desires being slightly untamed, as if he could never get enough of her.

Perhaps the old saying was true: when sated, one thinks of lust?

But at this moment, he no longer wanted to go against his feelings. Under the beautiful night scenery, he lifted her from the ground and carried her towards the bed.

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Several days later.

The Huo Family of five left Beijing.

At the airport, Huo Zhenyang told Qiao Yongyong privately that if there were any developments regarding Qiao Zonghan, he would let her know at any time.

Qiao Yongyong didn’t say much, just thanked him, her face showing no signs of emotion.

After bidding farewell to the Huo Family, the Ning Family returned to peace. Except for Ning Xiaochuan occasionally reminiscing about Yiyi and Huo Zhuochen, everything was normal.

As the vacation neared its end, so did Qiao Yongyong’s internship at Time Weekly.

Today was her last day, and a few colleagues from the entertainment department specially organized a farewell party for her.

After work, the department swarmed to Qiao Yongyong’s desk like a tide, ready to clock out and head to the pre-booked KTV.

A colleague glanced at the slightly open office of the deputy editor: "Should we invite Gan Ying?"

Ever since Qiao Yongyong’s identity was revealed, everyone at the magazine knew about her relationship with Gan Ying.

Qiao Yongyong was now the Ning Family’s daughter-in-law, while Gan Ying almost became engaged to the Ning Family.

Therefore, in recent days, colleagues were very careful about what they said in front of the two, to avoid any awkwardness.

At this moment, as soon as someone suggested it, they were tapped on the head by a colleague next to them, who lowered their voice: "Are you crazy? Stirring up trouble?"

But Qiao Yongyong stood up with a smile: "Since it’s my farewell, we can’t leave anyone out. I’ll go invite Deputy Editor Gan."

With that, she walked to the independent office of the deputy editor and knocked twice on the door.

"Come in." Gan Ying hadn’t come out, knowing colleagues were preparing a send-off for Qiao Yongyong, to avoid putting herself or Qiao Yongyong in a tough spot, but she didn’t expect her to come over.

"Deputy Editor Gan, today is my last day of internship at the magazine. Colleagues have arranged a farewell party for me; you should join us."

Gan Ying didn’t expect she’d invite her, especially after they made up at grandfather’s birthday feast, but there was no need to connect privately afterward, so she declined, "No need, you can go have fun with your colleagues."

"Aren’t you my colleague too? Deputy Editor Gan, I’ve said we may not be friends, but there’s no need to be enemies either." Qiao Yongyong’s eyes were clear and kind.

Gan Ying was stunned, eventually putting down the file in her hand: "Alright then."

*****

At the KTV, night had just fallen.

Under the multicolored lights in the private room, the atmosphere quickly became heated.

Qiao Yongyong grabbed the microphone and shouted, "Tonight, everyone enjoy like it’s the end of the world! No need to hold back with me! Order whatever you want to eat, drink, or play! It’s all on me—oh no, my husband’s credit card!"

A group of people immediately cheered, laughter filling the entire box.

Songs were chosen, drinks were poured, games played, and soon everyone was in the mood.

Gan Ying, always taught strictly at home and usually proud and reserved, rarely hung out with colleagues, but today, she surprisingly joined in, drinking glass after glass, quickly getting tipsy.

Qiao Yongyong also drank quite a bit, supporting her with a laugh, slurring, "You, you okay there... looks like you haven’t had much and you’re already like this..."

Gan Ying swayed in the overwhelming background music, drunkenly replying, "No, you’re the one... look at yourself, you’re just as drunk!"

Qiao Yongyong curled her red lips: "I’m not drunk; you’re the one who’s drunk. If not, let me quiz you, and see if you’re drunk or not!"

Gan Ying, unwilling to lose, said, "Ask away!"

Qiao Yongyong climbed onto the sofa, looking at her with hazy, drunken eyes: "1+1 equals what?"

"Do you really think I’m dumb? 2!"

Qiao Yongyong continued: "Xiao Ming is three years old, his dad is thirty. In ten years, how old will Xiao Ming and his dad be?"

"In ten years, Xiao Ming will be thirteen, and his dad forty."

"A crab has eight legs, how many legs do eight crabs have?"

"Sixty-four!"

"Do you still like Brother Yixiao?"

"I—"

Gan Ying’s voice halted abruptly, half sobering up, staring in shock: "Qiao Yongyong, what kind of question is that? Are you really drunk?"