Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 470 - 468 The Suspicion in His Heart

Huo Zhenyang spoke indifferently, "Shangguan Xiong will also be attending the banquet, and he mentioned you, asking me to bring you along." 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

In fact, he didn’t necessarily have to accept Shangguan Xiong’s suggestion.

Even more so, knowing that Shangguan Xiong hadn’t forgotten that young woman and had specifically brought her up, asking him to bring her, he felt a subtle irritation.

Had her fragrance attracted a swarm of bees and butterflies so quickly?

However, taking her to the banquet would allow him to get closer to her, which perfectly matched his intention, especially now that she seemed reluctant, he was even more determined to take her.

Jiayi didn’t understand why Shangguan Xiong would invite her, but she saw the slightly dark and flushed eyes of the man in front of her and could only agree to go.

After changing out of the maid’s attire, she made a phone call home, then left the villa.

The glossy black stretched Lincoln was parked in the twilight, perfectly matching the elegant sky, his usual vehicle for meeting with political figures.

Ade opened the car door, and Jiayi got into the back seat beside Huo Zhenyang. The engine started, and they drove out of the villa.

Because they had left early, there was plenty of time. Passing through the downtown department store, Huo Zhenyang, as usual, got out of the car and took her to change into a new outfit before they got back in the car and continued towards Shengjing Hotel.

Looking at the dress she was wearing, which was even more expensive than the one she wore to the yacht event, Jiayi felt somewhat embarrassed.

The white dress she bought for the yacht party, with his permission, she had taken home and sold to a second-hand luxury shop. Because of the strong brand and the fact that she had only worn it once, she had made quite a bit of money.

And today’s dress, she figured, would likely be hers too.

The cost of these two garments could completely wipe out her debt from working as a maid at the villa for so long.

She felt that over these past few months, she hadn’t reduced her debt at all, but had instead caused him to spend quite a bit.

As she pondered, the car sped through the deepening night, finally stopping beneath the steps of Shengjing Hotel.

The opulent entrance of the hotel was lined with several luxurious classic cars.

The day of the yacht event, although many of the cars parked at the dock were luxurious, they were mostly flashy sports cars, fitting for a night of yacht parties mostly attended by people from the business circles or young wealthy heirs.

But today, whether in terms of brand, color, or model, the cars inclined towards a dignified steadiness, a subtlety in their luxury, even with uniformed drivers in the driver’s seats.

This was clearly the style of political figures.

After getting out of the car, Huo Zhenyang raised his arm, his eyelids indifferently flickering, as he looked at the young woman by his side.

Jiayi didn’t hesitate for long before hooking her arm through his.

Escorted by the attendant, they took the VIP elevator straight to the top floor.

On the top floor, inside the largest banquet hall.

The attendant pulled open the carved wooden doors with golden handles, and Huo Zhenyang walked in with Jiayi on his arm.

A pleasing couple immediately captured the attention of everyone inside.

The man was tall and dashing, broad-shouldered and slim-waisted with not an ounce of excess fat. Clad in a tailor-made suit, his figure was divine and perfect, his features unimpeachable, especially his eyes, which were like cold stars, deep and frosty, exuding a noble and authoritative aura without anger.

The woman by his side was very young, with a clean and fresh temperament similar to a schoolgirl’s. With almond-shaped eyes fringed by long lashes, a delicate nose and cherry lips, her gaze was as clear and sweet as the deepest spring water. The cocktail dress seemed purpose-made for her, highlighting her exquisite and graceful figure. Even though she was a bit nervous upon entering, she did not seem out of her element amidst the grandeur and moved with poise and elegance.

...

The man’s arrival immediately sparked low murmurs among the women at the banquet.

All of them were the wives accompanying their husbands.

"Is this Mr. Huo?"

"That’s right, it’s him..."

"His reputation certainly precedes him."

"I heard that on his return to China this time, not only is he revitalizing the Huo Family’s business influence, but he’s also vying for the mayor’s seat?"

"Need you ask? Otherwise, why would he come to this banquet? I heard from my husband that young master Huo is probably already picked to succeed Mayor Qiao."

"Wow, looks like we’ll be addressing him as Mr. Mayor soon enough."

"That would make him the youngest mayor in Yunling’s history."

"Exactly. You know, the age requirements for participating in politics in China are very strict. Those who are younger, with insufficient experience, could never land such a position. My husband was over forty before he could become a mayor," said the wife of a mayor from one of The Seven Coastal Cities.

"Wow, I wonder if young master Huo has an official girlfriend yet. If he doesn’t, I must introduce him to my niece!" someone exclaimed with gleaming eyes.

Once he ascends to the position of Mr. Mayor, young master Huo will be a rare individual holding significant commercial and political clout — who wouldn’t want that?

This remark set off the other wealthy ladies, all with active thoughts, calculating their little schemes, planning for their unmarried daughters, nieces, and grand-nieces, discussing more fiercely and enthusiastically than ever.

"Huo hasn’t made much noise in America these past few years, so he probably doesn’t have one,"

"Who’s that woman accompanying Huo to the banquet this time?"

"Who knows? She’s probably just a PR girl or a company secretary. Definitely not his girlfriend, or he would have introduced her already."

...

The buzz of conversation drifted to Jiayi’s ears. She couldn’t help but lift her head and glanced at the man beside her — indeed, he was running for the mayor of Yunling City.

And it seemed like it was almost a sure thing.

Huo Zhenyang sensed her reaction, lowered his beautifully curved neck, his eyes cool as the moonlight in the night sky flickered, teasingly asking, "Nervous?"

She came back to her senses. Anyone who realized the man they were accompanying was the future mayor, the political core of The Seven Coastal Cities, would feel somewhat nervous, wouldn’t they?

The dominion over the business circle, at most, represents overwhelming wealth.

But stepping into the political arena elevates his status even further, indicating he now had the supreme and legitimate authority to control others.

She murmured with her plump pink lips, "No."

Huo Zhenyang understood as well. Attending a gathering with so many political figures today, it was already good that the young woman was able to maintain such composure.

She performed much better than he imagined.

So well that she didn’t seem like just an ordinary office worker.

Zaizai’s English conversational accent from abroad.

Last time at the yacht cocktail party, her luxury billiards skills seemed unfamiliar but clearly well-practiced over a long period.

And now her calm demeanor at the banquet attended by political dignitaries.

Both were gradually expanding the fog of doubt in his heart, spreading.

It was possible to tell whether a person had insight or experience in major events, and he could see it.

This young woman’s composure and indifference in the face of influential figures didn’t seem like that of a single mother who had always lived at the bottom rung.

"Is this your first time attending such an event?" he asked, his tranquil gaze focused on her cheek, his tone somewhat speculative.