Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 491 - 489 Besieged by Reporters

Huo Zhenyang’s expression darkened as he looked directly at Zaizai, "From now on, besides your mommy, grandma, and godfather, don’t go with anyone else who comes to pick you up. Do you hear me?"

Zaizai was always well-behaved in front of his godfather, "Okay, godfather!"

Yet, Jiayi seemed to hear something amiss, "Hey, wait a minute, what do you mean ’including godfather’? Mr. Huo, it’s enough for my mommy and me to pick up Zaizai. You really don’t have to..."

It was as if Huo Zhenyang hadn’t heard her, he scooped up Zaizai in one swift motion and held him with one arm, "Godfather will take you to the supermarket to buy some snacks, just to calm you down."

"Long live godfather!" Zaizai cheered.

Jiayi really didn’t want to be so close to him and quickly followed, "Mr. Huo, there’s no need, even if Miss Su rashly took Zaizai to the villa, it’s none of your concern..."

"Su Yan is my subordinate, and it’s normal for me to take responsibility for her actions. Besides, I am buying snacks for Zaizai, not for you. You can choose not to follow," Huo Zhenyang said coldly as he continued to walk forward.

Feeling deflated, Jiayi couldn’t possibly let him take Zaizai alone, so she could only follow behind and enter the supermarket together.

In the supermarket, Zaizai busily picked out his favorite snacks and toys.

Jiayi pushed a shopping cart, watching Zaizai ahead of her, walking side by side with the man beside her.

"Godfather, everyone in my class has this new model of the Transformers!" Zaizai occasionally picked up a toy and showed it, shaking it excitedly.

"Buy."

"Godfather, this remote-controlled car just came out, it’s the latest model!"

"Buy."

At Little Meatball’s casual remarks, Huo Zhenyang’s replies were always just a single, simple word.

Jiayi had always thought that shopping in the supermarket with family was a very warm activity, an act belonging to family members.

Yet she never expected that one day, she would be shopping in a supermarket for daily necessities with him and the child.

The man who usually stood high above now seemed just like a husband from a typical working-class family, putting aside his usual untouchability, and he had a particularly charming quality to him.

Watching Zaizai and him, she had a ludicrous illusion that she seemed to be shopping with her husband, leading their child to buy things.

Seemingly noticing the little woman’s distraction beside him, Huo Zhenyang still looked straight ahead, but his large hand subtly slid over and took hold of her small hand from behind.

She was startled and looked at him. Somehow, this was the first time she didn’t resist him. She felt the touch was so warm that she was reluctant to let go.

This time she did not struggle at all, and he felt it too. His lips curved up slightly, and his hand tightened its grip.

Zaizai turned his head and saw their little interaction. His eyes narrowed, and he ran over with his chubby little legs trembling, "Godfather, what are you doing!"

Jiayi’s face turned bright red, instinctively wanting to pull away her hand, but Huo Zhenyang still held her hand tightly, without any intention of letting go. He even made a mischievous smirk, crafting a meaningful smile, and answered very straightforwardly, "Holding your mommy’s hand to prevent her from tripping."

He was so unabashed in front of Zaizai!

But with Zaizai’s intelligence, he had long seen the "abnormality" in the relationship between him and his mother, so why bother with pretense...

As she thought, Jiayi’s little hand had stopped struggling in the man’s palm.

If it had been any other man daring to hold her Mommy’s hand without asking first, that would have been a clear sign of disrespect toward Chu Zhuoting, something he would never tolerate.

Yet for godfather, Zaizai was quite generous, waving his hand, "Alright then, godfather can hold onto Mommy for me."

As he said this, he went off to pick out toys and snacks on his own.

Such an ungrateful little thing. With snacks and toys, he could easily sell out Mommy. Jiayi thought with a bitter smile.

After finishing their purchases and paying at the checkout, Huo Zhenyang, holding several bags of varying sizes, led Jiayi and Zaizai out of the supermarket.

Reaching the parking garage, Jiayi realized as he put the bags into the back of the SUV, "Mr. Huo, you don’t need to send us off. You’re so busy with the election, the hotel must be waiting for you to return... "

Jiayi hadn’t finished speaking when she heard a flurry of footsteps from behind. Turning to look, she saw two men in caps jogging over, seemingly holding cameras or something.

"Young Master Huo, hold on, I’m a reporter from the Fruit Evening News—"

"Young Master Huo, I’m a reporter from the Yunling Daily, we have some questions to ask—"

Reporters?

Jiayi looked toward Huo Zhenyang and instinctively turned her face away, pulling Zaizai into her embrace. Firstly, to avoid scaring Zaizai, and secondly, she and her mother always left the Chu Family in S Country secretly. Yunling was a major international city, and Yunling Daily had significant influence both domestically and abroad. She worried that if they were exposed in the report, Chu Yanhan would track them down from there.

Huo Zhenyang glanced at Jiayi, seeing her dodging as if very nervous, he imperceptibly stepped forward to shield both mother and child, his handsome face clouded with a layer of haze, "Private time, no interviews. Please leave."

The two reporters, having received first-hand information, had been staking out outside the hotel for several days, just to interview Young Master Huo. But he had been meeting with his campaign team in a private room at the hotel, never stepping out, and with the hotel’s tight security, they couldn’t get in.

Today, they finally caught him leaving alone in his car, a chance they wouldn’t let slip by.

The reporter from Yunling Daily blurted out, "Young Master Huo, someone sent a letter to our newspaper, claiming that you left China four years ago because you had a serious illness, which is why you went to America for treatment. Even now, you haven’t fully recovered from this illness and there are some complications that require surgery for a complete recovery. But you’re reluctant to disclose and acknowledge this publicly for fear it would affect the Huo Group’s interests, right?"

"Young Master Huo, given your health condition, how can you take on the heavy responsibility of a city mayor, especially as a key political figure in The Seven Coastal Cities? Are you concealing your illness because you’re worried about losing the mayoral race? But isn’t that irresponsible to the citizens, and unfair to your rivals?" the other evening newspaper’s reporter asked even more pointedly and bluntly.

Huo Zhenyang’s expression turned as cold as a hailstorm, chilly and instantly forbidding, yet he remained silent, merely listening to the reporter’s questions word for word.

Jiayi’s mind raced, and she couldn’t help but raise her head, glancing at the man.

She had known he was ill, but she hadn’t expected... it to be so serious?

Had this business tycoon suddenly left everything behind and gone abroad solely for treatment four years ago?

And the illness was still not healed to this day? It required surgery for a full recovery?

If this news were to spread, indeed, as the reporter said, not only the chance of becoming mayor might be dashed, but the Huo Group could also be impacted.

With that in mind, Jiayi took a deep breath, quickly pushed Zaizai into the car, then turned to the two reporters, "Mr. Huo isn’t ill; don’t talk nonsense."

"And who might you be?" the reporter from Yunling Daily asked curiously.