Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 407 - 405

"So... you had the courage to almost mess up your son’s school placement, did you?" Huo Zhenyang mocked without mercy.

Jiayi’s face turned slightly red, "I didn’t know Qixing would be so strict."

Huo Zhenyang coldly retorted, "And now you realize how foolish you’ve been?"

Jiayi’s face flushed even redder, indeed, those with money and power always play the boss. After all, it was Huo Zhenyang who helped Zaizai get into Qixing. Just bear it, she thought.

She bit her lip, "...This wouldn’t have happened if Mrs. Chen hadn’t been so untrustworthy and even talked to the kindergarten about our family situation. I was caught off guard."

"Mrs. Chen?" Huo Zhenyang was suspicious, his brows knitting together, "The middle-aged woman who was with the Ma family couple just now? Why does she know your situation so well and still expose you?"

Although it was embarrassing to be manipulated by others, Jiayi had no choice but to come clean when asked:

"Mrs. Chen’s child used to take classes at my mother’s dance school; we were acquainted. I had asked Mrs. Chen for a favor to secure an interview opportunity for Zaizai and even gave her some bird’s nest and a red envelope. But Mrs. Ma also approached Mrs. Chen with a gift that was more generous than mine. And I just found out that Mr. Ma knows the boss of Mrs. Chen’s husband. Mrs. Chen betrayed us to help the Ma family’s child, and she didn’t advocate for Zaizai at all, even saying that Qixing looked down on Zaizai. Today, Zaizai passed the interview while the Ma family’s child was eliminated. I guess Mrs. Chen, wanting to claim the reward, exposed us publicly to get Zaizai eliminated too."

Huo Zhenyang understood and said mockingly, "So you’ve been played, paid money, and still got tricked."

He’d never seen such a foolish woman.

Given her current financial situation, the bird’s nest + red envelope must have cost her at least a month’s salary.

Even without seeing his face, just from his voice Jiayi could tell how much he despised her; her face grew so red it seemed as though it might bleed, she muttered, "How was I to know there would be such thick-skinned people..."

Thick-skinned people are a dime a dozen. Although this little woman had become a mother, she lacked the shrewdness of one, just like a lamb to the slaughter.

No, even more naive than a lamb.

A lamb knows to run from a wolf, but she? Ha, handed herself over to be butchered on a platter!

It’s a wonder how she’s survived without a man’s protection.

Huo Zhenyang’s brows tightened, his lips curling with a trace of chill, "Still think you did nothing wrong?"

Jiayi: "..."

Enough already, this man. What more did he want? Wasn’t it just because Zaizai’s phone call caused him to come over? Did that warrant such fury?

The man’s aggression, his tone completely unmasked with ridicule and disdain, caught the attention of a few passing nursery staff.

The man was graceful and composed, with an imposing presence. His towering stature, like a sky-high pillar, adorned in a brand label custom-made expensive suit that attracted eyes wherever he went.

The little woman by his side, though not scruffy, was too plainly dressed compared to the man’s elegance, like she was headed to the supermarket to shop for groceries: a light pink knitted sweater paired with washed-out blue jeans and a pair of flat-soled shoes, with a purely practical, tasteless mom bag slung over her shoulder.

Right now, the man’s gaze was icy as he reproached the woman beside him in a deep voice.

The little woman stood like a child punished to stand in a kindergarten, head bowed, her pretty face flushed pink, but she didn’t dare retort.

"Hey, is that a parent of a student?"

"Yeah, it seems like they’re parents of a new student here for registration today; I just saw the two of them leading a child earlier."

"Tsk tsk, they seem to be arguing, and that woman really doesn’t dare to talk back~"

"If I had such a handsome husband, I wouldn’t talk back even if he scolded me!"

"That’s true. If the deadbeat at home were half as handsome as that dad, I’d pamper him all day long, scared he’d leave, let alone be afraid of being scolded by him?"

A few middle-aged caregivers started to chuckle quietly.

...

One can bear it, but his spouse cannot.

Don’t these people have to take care of children too? Jiayi could barely contain herself. Turning her head towards the caregivers, she tried to make her face as pleasant as possible, her tone as gentle as she could manage because, after all, Zaizai might need to attend school here in the future:

"Aunties, we are not husband and wife!"

After speaking, she still couldn’t vent her irritation and couldn’t help but add, "Besides, being handsome is useless! I advise you ladies, if you have daughters, don’t look for someone too handsome! The handsomer the man, the more likely his personality is far removed from his appearance, the darker his heart!"

She glanced at the man with the poison tongue from the corner of her eye, chastising herself?

She wasn’t someone to be bullied either.

Huo Zhenyang reacted with a laugh that was more from anger, unable to retort so he cursed the tree to insult the vine?

The caregivers whispered among themselves for a bit then sheepishly left.

Jiayi, having mocked him and fearing that he might settle the score with her, didn’t dare to stay any longer, "Regardless, I want to thank Mr. Huo for today."

She paused, then added, "Oh right, and also for letting Ade move the car for my use." With that, she hurried out as if escaping, calling out:

"Xiaobao, let’s go home!"

Xiaobao had just become familiar with a few children from Qixing Kindergarten and was climbing up and down the slide, seemingly reluctant to leave, yet he still responded with an "Oh" and ran back to his mommy’s side.

Huo Zhenyang watched this little woman flee in a panic, his face impassive, but the displeasure on it faded a bit. A sudden hook of his lips, he leisurely followed behind the mother and her child, heading towards the kindergarten’s main gate.

As soon as Jiayi and Xiaobao left the kindergarten, they saw a Porsche Spyder parked by the entrance, and her steps faltered.

Although she was not very knowledgeable about cars, she knew this one wasn’t cheap.

She hadn’t seen this car when she came in, so could this car possibly be—

She had a premonition in her heart, and indeed, turning her head, she saw Huo Zhenyang also leaving the gate, pulling out his car keys, and with a beep, unlocking the car door.

Temporarily pushing down her recent anger, she asked in surprise, "Is this Mr. Huo’s car?"

While walking towards the car door, Huo Zhenyang responded indifferently, "Your precious son scratched up my previous car, how could I drive it? Luckily, there are several more cars in the garage of Disheng Villa."

She exhaled in relief, thinking to herself that she had been overthinking again. Of course, it was the villa owner’s car. Otherwise, how could he afford it?

This man, relying on his father knowing a rich guy, exploiting the owner being abroad and not in Yunling City, living in someone else’s villa, using someone else’s servants, and even taking turns driving someone else’s luxury cars... Is that really okay?!

Even if the owner allows it, he should still have some manners, after all, it’s not his own.

It seems true that shamelessness knows no bounds!

At that moment, the man bent down to get into the Porsche.

Zaizai, noticing that the atmosphere between his mommy and the bad uncle seemed a bit tense, blinked his long eyelashes and, with a lift of his little chubby hand, waved without any reservation:

"Bye-bye, godfather."