Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1266 - 1244: Sorry, I Can’t Choose Either Option
After drying herself off, Chu Xinyue wrung out her clothes and put them back on.
Then she picked up the insulated container: "All done. I’m leaving."
His voice drifted over, "The soup is good. Is there more?"
Chu Xinyue was momentarily stunned, did he... 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
Was he hinting for her to keep bringing him soup?
If it were in the past, she’d probably be overjoyed.
But at this moment, she looked at him and said, "Yes, I have more. I’ll cook some every day and have Xiaotao bring it to you."
Having Xiaotao bring it? His lashes fluttered.
This woman, she’s really changed from before.
He’s already hinted openly, yet she declined and asked Xiaotao to deliver it?
His brows furrowed slightly, "Isn’t your health well recently?"
Only if she were ill, would she likely forgo the chance to be close to him.
She answered, "No."
No illness, no discomfort, so why wouldn’t she come personally?
For the first time, his heart got tangled by her, and his tone was agitated, "Then why let Xiaotao bring it?"
She took a deep breath, "I don’t want to run into people I don’t want to see. Why bother, it’s too awkward if we meet."
In fact, just over ten minutes ago, when she was mistaken and scolded by Ya Chen to get out, she guessed who he thought she was.
Today, Jiayi hinted non-stop, insisting that she come to the military to find Ya Chen, obviously for a reason.
Connecting the two things, Chu Xinyue understood.
These days, Lan Yurou must have frequently come looking for Ya Chen.
Ya Chen’s face darkened, pausing for a moment, "Then you should know, I’m not meeting her at the military. You won’t run into her."
Yes, earlier he mistook her for Lan Yurou and told her to get out, indeed proving he probably hasn’t met Lan Yurou these days, and Lan Yurou simply pestered unrequitedly.
But, that doesn’t mean his relationship with Lan Yurou is over.
Chu Xinyue softly said, "If you’re not involved with her, how would she dare come to the military."
"What are you trying to say?" Ya Chen’s voice cooled slightly.
She took a deep breath, "I’ll say it again, if you like her, divorce me and give her a title. If you don’t, then separate from her completely."
"Sorry, I can’t choose either." His tone carried a cold decisiveness.
She bit her lip lightly, a self-mocking smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.
Heh, what made her think that feeding him a bowl of soup would change his mind?
In his heart, a wife is still a wife, a mistress is a mistress.
She still couldn’t make him give up Lan Yurou.
Without a word, she picked up the insulated container, turned, and left.
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Meanwhile.
In the car, Jiayi waited for Chu Xinyue to come out.
The rain shower came quickly and went quickly, stopping shortly after Chu Xinyue went in.
The sun peeked out from behind the clouds, making the weather bright again.
Voices from a conversation drifted in from afar.
"Miss Lan, His Highness has been very busy recently and said he’s not seeing any visitors. You don’t need to come every day anymore."
"Please, Officer, just tell His Highness I’d like to see him just once." It was Lan Yurou pleading.
As she spoke, she quietly glanced at the steps outside the big command building.
A black knight was parked there.
If she wasn’t mistaken, that was a Royal Family vehicle.
Could it be Chu Xinyue is here?
She’s come for so many days, yet returns empty-handed every day.
Ya Chen always made excuses to avoid seeing her.
But today, he’s willing to see Chu Xinyue?
Didn’t he dislike this wife and feel no affection for her?
Lan Yurou clenched her pink fists.
"No matter how much you ask me, it’s useless. His Highness has been very clear—no visitors. Also, His Highness advised you not to go out unnecessarily lately. You’re disobedient like this; His Highness will be very unhappy."
"I know, I’ll be cautious. Tell His Highness, I have bodyguards every time I go out now. But I haven’t seen His Highness for so long, he rarely answers my calls, I just want to see him..." Lan Yurou’s voice was nearly sobbing.
"Miss Lan, don’t make it difficult for me, okay? It’s already inappropriate that you come to the military so often. As an outsider, you can’t just come in whenever you want. If it weren’t for your relationship with His Highness, we wouldn’t let you in at all. If you keep forcing this, I’ll have no choice but to ask someone to escort you out!" The officer’s voice intensified.
With no choice left, Lan Yurou turned back, unwilling but forced, moving slower than a snail.
Jiayi finally couldn’t bear it, frowned, opened the car door, and walked towards the back of Lan Yurou.
Without showing some level of severity, are they really going to treat the Chu Family as Hello-Kitty?
Today, I must clearly warn Lan Yurou to stop coming!
...
Lan Yurou, feeling dejected, stepped slowly toward the military gate in her high heels.
This time, her mood was worse than before.
Ya Chen actually preferred seeing Chu Xinyue over her.
Feeling downcast, she looked up.
A tall, distinguished figure, accompanied by several officers, walked and talked inside the military complex.
A faint reference to ’Master Huo’ floated over.
Having come to the military a few times, she vaguely realized the man’s identity, her eyes lit up.
It was Mr. Huo, the recently arrived southern business magnate from China, and husband to the third Chu Family sister.
This Mr. Huo, related to Ya Chen through marriage, was often invited to the military and clearly had a close connection with Ya Chen.
Perhaps she could ask him for help to meet Ya Chen?
Lan Yurou, her expression stirring, quickly regained her composure, and walked gracefully over.
The tall men stopped as they saw a young woman approach.
One officer recognized her, "Miss Lan?"
Huo Zhenyang’s gaze lingered on Lan Yurou, immediately realizing who she was.
She was the celebrity previously causing trouble for Little Kitten’s store, and the woman Ya Chen kept outside.
He couldn’t help but curl his lips in a mocking smirk.
The arc of the man’s lips appeared to Lan Yurou as a friendly smile, making her heart race wildly.
From afar, this stalwart and refreshing man seemed godlike, too dazzling to look at.
Up close, he was even more heart-pounding, almost suffocating.
His white shirt was slightly open at the collar, impeccably fitted to his strong physique, faintly revealing the defined muscles beneath.
Even top male models in the entertainment industry couldn’t compare to the man before her.
What good deeds had the Chu sisters done in a past life to be graced with such outstanding men?
Lan Yurou took a deep breath, the admiration and envy in her eyes tinged with a hint of jealousy, gathering her courage: "Hello, Master Huo."
Huo Zhenyang didn’t expect the actress to greet him proactively, his elegant brows raised, curious about what game she planned to play: "What can I do for you?"
