Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 486 - 484: You’re Not Jealous, Are You?

Even without the memories of his past, even when she had become a stranger to him, it seemed as if Xiaoyi was always stationed deep in Huo Zhenyang’s heart.

Just a simple dish of shrimp, and she had already lost to Xiaoyi.

Once Huo Zhenyang learned of his past affection for Xiaoyi... she feared she would lose even more miserably, in a tragic defeat.

She had silently stood by this man’s side for four years, fighting alongside him in the American business circles, hoping that her outstanding work performance might make him look back at her, to notice her.

He was a man who didn’t waste talent and a Boss with a discerning eye; he indeed noticed her...

But this attention was merely that of a supervisor for a subordinate he valued and appreciated, not the indulgence and doting of a man towards a woman, which was what Su Yan wanted. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

A bitter smile spread across Su Yan’s face as she moved her lips slightly.

"Su Yan, why so distracted?" Huo Zhenyang noticed Su Yan’s downcast mood and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Su Yan perked up, picked up her chopsticks with a smile as pure as a lily: "It’s nothing, just tired."

Huo Zhenyang said blandly, "Sitting on a plane for over ten hours, you must be tired. Finish eating and head upstairs to rest early, put aside your work for now."

Su Yan nodded: "It’s okay, there’s some business at the American branch that needs your decision. I’ve brought the documents over, I’ll show them to you later, and then I’ll rest."

"You really are a workaholic, who would dare to take you on," Huo Zhenyang teased.

Su Yan’s pupils shifted, probing: "If nobody wants me, then so be it. I’ll just end up alone for life, it’s no big deal."

Being a woman herself, Jiayi could clearly see what Su Yan’s reaction meant; she almost blurted out "If no one wants me, will you?" and was waiting for Huo Zhenyang’s response.

Yet the man had no reaction whatsoever.

Su Yan put down her chopsticks, her emotions a bit low: "Zhenyang, I have a bit of a headache, I’ve eaten enough. I’ll go upstairs now."

With Huo Zhenyang’s permission, she stood up and walked toward the stairs. As she reached the middle of the staircase, her body swayed unstably, getting dizzy for a moment, almost falling, fortunate to grab onto the stair railing.

Running upstairs, Housekeeper Hui saw it and hurried up to help Su Yan: "Miss Su, what’s wrong?"

Downstairs, Huo Zhenyang’s brow furrowed slightly: "Su Yan, are you alright? Do you need a doctor to take a look?"

"It’s nothing, it’s not that exaggerated. I’m just tired, I’ll go up and rest for a bit," Su Yan said weakly, leaning on Housekeeper Hui.

Housekeeper Hui glanced at the young master downstairs, helped Su Yan into the guest room on the second floor, and then came back down after two minutes.

"How is Su Yan?" Huo Zhenyang queried.

Housekeeper Hui hesitated a moment before saying to Huo Zhenyang, "These past few months, Miss Su has been handling all the big and small affairs of the company in America for the young master, and every day she personally visits the old master at the Huo Mansion to make sure he takes his medicine. She didn’t even take a single break, and now to alleviate the young master’s worries, she has flown a thousand miles to China. Despite being strong, Miss Su is still a young girl; how could she withstand all this? She might be suffering from overexertion. She’s resting on the bed right now."

Huo Zhenyang glanced upstairs and didn’t speak for a while, finally commenting blandly, "I’ll go up and check on her."

Su Yan was his most capable assistant; over the years, she truly made many contributions to the Huo Family’s new market ventures in America, exhausting her youth and time, without even a chance to find a boyfriend.

As a boss, he had to care for such a subordinate.

Housekeeper Hui’s eyebrows lifted in joy at the thought, her previous anxious expression wiped away as she went to clean up the dishes.

"I should go first, Mr. Huo." Jiayi, who was beside him, suddenly spoke up when she heard he was going upstairs to see Su Yan.

He fixed his gaze on the young woman who was anxious to leave, "It’s rare for me to come back."

Please, it was none of her business that he rarely came back. Did he think she was eagerly waiting for him at Disheng?

Although his words were light and breezy, they seemed tinged with a hint of teasing.

She pretended not to understand and kept her head down, "...I think Mr. Huo should go upstairs to see Miss Su. She seems quite uncomfortable."

No sooner had she spoken and turned to leave than her wrist was grabbed; before she could react, a sudden force yanked her back, nearly smashing her into his solid chest.

"You’re not jealous, are you?" he observed with interest, noting her startled expression while firmly holding onto her delicate wrist, not letting her go.

Ever since Su Yan had arrived today, he had sensed something off about her.

Jiayi knew she couldn’t fight off his iron grip; her wrist hanging in mid-air, she could only let him hold it as she raised her face, "What do you mean... what are you talking about...?"

Seeing her feign an innocent "What’s happening here, I don’t know anything" expression, his lips curled coldly, and he leaned down to her ear, its warmth blowing against her as he said outright and boldly, "...Isn’t that the case?"

He seemed to have become addicted to teasing her with this mix of truth and pretense.

Like a startled rabbit, she jerked her head up, crashing into his deep, dark eyes.

His gaze was profound and compelling, intense and profound.

It was as if he could see right into the depths of her heart, yet his own heart was protected by layers of defenses, impenetrable to others.

"What if I really go upstairs and keep her company? You wouldn’t regret it. Once the door is closed, anything can happen," the man continued teasing without being satisfied, determined to provoke her to the breaking point.

Suddenly feeling an unknown surge of anger, her face changed, she clenched her teeth tightly and forcefully shook off his hand:

"Narcissist! Who cares about you? Go keep whoever you like company—it’s none of my business!"

With that, she flung off his hand, snatched up her bag, and ran towards the villa’s front door.

Reaching the door, she hesitated for a moment, turned around, and bit her teeth tightly, "Anyway, now that your special female friend has come to China, Mr. Huo, you have a lady companion. From now on, whether it’s attending dinner parties or staying with you to sober up overnight, or even for special needs, please don’t bother me anymore, thank you!"

No sooner had her words fallen than she charged out the door without a backward glance.

Huo Zhenyang’s brows furrowed deeply. Was she really that angry over a little teasing? Was it worth it?

But as she turned back to throw those fierce words, her eyelashes fluttered, her tiny frame also shook violently, it seemed she really was angry.

He glanced at the now empty doorway, the angry little bird having long since flown away, a gleam flickered in his eyes as he stood up.

Just then, Mrs. Hui came out from the kitchen, approaching just in time to see the young master heading out instead of upstairs, she exclaimed in surprise, "Young Master, aren’t you going upstairs, where are you going—"

"Let Miss Su rest well. What’s the point of me going up? Am I a doctor?"

Appearing extremely impatient, the man dropped the words and strode out the door.

Mrs. Hui blushed with embarrassment, just a moment ago he was talking about going upstairs to see Miss Su, but suddenly he changed his mind.