Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 420 - 418: Hmm, not a bad pose

Previously, at the Chu Family in S Country, Xuan Yu made her learn many hobbies of high society to prepare her for the arranged marriage.

One of which was wine tasting.

Back then she didn’t know how many times she had passed out drunk, dizzy and woozy after each wine tasting session.

Later, she wised up and would only dip the tip of her chopstick into the wine to taste, minimizing the chance of getting drunk as much as possible.

From then on, Jiayi knew she couldn’t handle her liquor.

Moreover, drinking with a man who wasn’t exactly kind-hearted, she didn’t know if there would be a problem.

But in case he asked her to accompany him in drinking, she couldn’t refuse; her gaze drifted to the billiard table and she blurted out, "Mr. Huo, how about I play billiards for you instead?"

Better to find something to do than be caught accompanying him in drinking.

A flicker passed through Huo Zhenyang’s eyes, amused, he spread his arms and lazily rested them on the back of the sofa, "Do you even know how to play billiards?"

Billiards, being one of the sports preferred by the elites of high society, was something Jiayi had learned at the Chu Family, though she hadn’t touched a cue stick since, leaving her a bit rusty.

But she still insisted firmly, "Yes, I do."

Huo Zhenyang shrugged his shoulders.

Jiayi walked to the edge of the billiards table, and a servant handed her a long cue stick.

She took it and, turning her head, caught sight of that intense gaze directed her way.

His look contained an intriguing, fresh interest, and some disbelief.

Determined to prove herself, she bent her slender waist, leaned parallel over the table, pinched the cue between the thumb and index finger, and then struck the white cue ball.

With a "bang", the cue ball swerved off, missing the object ball and rolling askew into the pocket.

She felt somewhat embarrassed, took a breath, and was just straightening up when she saw a tall shadow rise from the sofa and walk toward her.

Before she could react, he came up behind her, close, tight, leaving almost no space.

"Mr. Huo, what are you doing..." She started, startled.

He leaned in slightly, speaking in a low voice near her ear, his breath tinged with a hint of alcohol invading her eardrum and neck:

"Hmm. The posture’s not bad, I can tell you’ve learned it. But you haven’t practiced for a while, have you?"

Jiayi hadn’t expected that he could see through her with just one round, "Um..."

He enfolded her petite frame with his body, crossed his hands over hers that were holding the cue, inching forward, pressing her down low, almost parallel to the table.

"Step your left foot a bit forward than your right, space your feet as wide as your shoulders, with your right foot turned out about 45 degrees. Such a position makes it easier to pocket the balls," Huo Zhenyang murmured into her ear, correcting her posture.

A blush crept slowly over Jiayi’s face and neck, yet she, as if bewitched, positioned herself accordingly to his instruction.

In this stance, she fit even more snugly against the man’s robust figure behind her.

He whispered into her ear with a seductive, devilish tone, "Press your waist down, the lower the better."

Jiayi’s dress was tight, somewhat restricting her movements, "But I..."

His tall and imposing upper body sank down, bending his long legs slightly forward, wedging open her legs beneath the dress.

"Ah..." She blushed with frustration, this insufferable man, finally spreading her legs apart.

In an instant, Huo Zhenyang effortlessly pressed her down over the table.

The two of them finally formed a perfect arc with the table surface.

This position was filled with ambiguity and eroticism.

"Lift your head, keep it vertical to the cue, and focus on the cue ball and the stick," he instructed lowly, his voice magnetic and exceptional.

Huo Zhenyang continued to teach.

Before she even began to strike the ball with the cue, her heart felt like it had been violently hit; her breath was hot, and her body involuntarily softened. If it hadn’t been for the firm and tall support behind her, she might have already slipped down.

He noticed her petite body turning into a puddle, his lips curving in amusement as he leaned closer to her ear, teasing like a big bad wolf tantalizing a pitiful little rabbit, "Are you that nervous? How many years has it been since you’ve been with a man?"

If he hadn’t known this woman had a child, he would have thought she was still a maiden.

She was even more naive and delicate than an average female student.

The man’s casual flirtation made her inexplicably embarrassed and annoyed, yet it seemed to hit right at the heart of the matter!

She was nervous for no good reason.

But why did she feel like she was losing her soul every time they got a little closer, completely unlike herself?

She—couldn’t possibly be going crazy for a man, could she?

The more she thought about it, the redder her cheeks became, as if she were about to bleed.

Just as she was about to collapse, Huo Zhenyang had already grasped her hand, took aim at the cue ball and the pocket, and pushed the cue stick forward with her!

The cue ball struck straight on, hitting two object balls in the precise arc he targeted!

With two loud thumps, both object balls cleanly entered the pockets!

"Beautiful!" someone nearby exclaimed in admiration.

By the billiard table, Huo Zhenyang taught Jiayi how to pose, his regal demeanor and steady assertiveness shining even in a quiet corner, captivating the entire room.

It had already attracted the attention of both men and women inside the cabin.

Of course, what interested the men even more was the lady in the white dress.

Under the man’s tutelage, akin to teaching a child, she seemed somewhat helpless and embarrassed, even desperately trying to hide her shyness. Her small face was stubborn and unwilling to give up, her demeanor clean and tranquil, not at all like the typical hostess.

Some young aristocrats even began to fantasize: which nightclub or agency this hostess belonged to, wondering how much it would cost for a dinner date, or even—what it would feel like to spend a soul-stirring night with such a woman.

"Oh my, Young Master Liu, is it that captivating? You’re about to drop your eyeballs," a hostess playfully pouted in jealousy beside one of the wealthy young masters.

The young man addressed as Young Master Liu was the heir to a company in Yunling City, currently so fixated on Jiayi by the pool table that he had no time for anything else, watching intently.

Hearing the jealous tone of his female companion, Young Master Liu finally withdrew his lascivious gaze, "Do you know that miss? Is she from your industry?"

Most of the wealthy young masters attending today’s yacht party had brought public relations hostesses with them.

Young Master Liu assumed the woman in the white dress was one of them.

The companion shook her head: "There are plenty of women in the public relations industry in Yunling City, but I’ve never seen her before."

Young Master Liu stroked his chin, feeling somewhat eager.

Like other wealthy heirs in Yunling City, upon seeing a woman to his liking, he was reluctant to let go.

Seeing the man near the pool table return to his seat, Young Master Liu, unable to contain himself, walked towards Jiayi with two glasses of red wine in hand. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Jiayi, still a bit disoriented from someone’s earlier tease and with sweat on her forehead not yet dry, suddenly heard a young man’s voice beside her:

"Miss, your double hit just now was spectacular. I most admire formidable women, would you honor me with a drink of this glass?"