Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 495 - 493 Are you smashing my scene?

Jiayi rubbed her forehead, somewhat distracted.

When Huo Zhenyang saw her suddenly stop massaging her forehead, his expression darkened, and he reached out to pry her hand away, "What’s wrong? Let me see." He clearly didn’t use much force.

Just then, the door to the lounge creaked open.

Su Yan stood at the doorway, just catching sight of the two’s slightly intimate actions, and paused in shock before regaining her composure, "I’m sorry, the door wasn’t closed properly...it was ajar."

Jiayi stepped back several paces.

Huo Zhenyang’s brow furrowed slightly, apparently very displeased at being disturbed. He restrained his tone, "What is it?"

"There’s something I need to report to the Boss."

Huo Zhenyang saw the serious expression on Su Yan’s face and knew it was an important matter. He glanced at the young woman beside him and regained a solemn tone, "You go out first."

Jiayi uttered a sound of agreement, taking the opportunity to avoid awkwardness and left, closing the door behind her.

After Jiayi left, the man’s gaze lingered on her retreating figure for a moment, as tender as the afternoon sun.

Su Yan’s eyes held a complex look. She hesitated, then gathered her courage, "Boss, all these years I’ve never pried into your private life, but this time, with Jiayi..."

"Since you’ve never pried into my private life for so many years, why break the pattern now?" His hands crossed and rested on his knees, his face showing signs of impatience, "Isn’t there something you need to report?"

Su Yan’s face imperceptibly registered disappointment, but she quickly regained her spirit and turned to serious matters, lifting her face, "Boss, the person you had investigated the day before yesterday, there’s been a result. We’ve found out who sent the anonymous emails to Yunling Daily and the Fruit Evening News that smeared your reputation."

He remained silent, waiting for Su Yan’s answer. It wasn’t surprising who it was—there were too many people who wanted to bring him down at this moment.

Su Yan continued, "Yunling’s Deputy Mayor, Yan Bin."

Heh. So it was him.

The Deputy Mayor of Yunling with the greatest ambition among the group of politicians.

Figures.

Having endured for so long, just as Mayor Qiao was ready to retire, thinking he could step up, Zhenyang appeared out of nowhere, seizing the position. How could Yan Bin be willing?

Foolishly courting death!

Huo Zhenyang glanced at the clock on the wall—the second half was about to start—and casually lowered his leg, "You know what to do next, I need not say more."

All the weaknesses and leverage over those competing against him for the mayoral seat, he had already collected them all before the official start of the campaign, with ironclad evidence in the palm of his hand.

If those competitors had behaved, it would have been fine.

But now Yan Bin had actually provoked first?

Su Yan nodded, "Understood, Boss."

The time for the second half of the speeches had come, and Huo Zhenyang with Su Yan came out of the lounge.

As Huo Zhenyang returned to the podium under the spotlight, his gaze swept over a group of suit-clad competitors without a ripple. However, as his eyes passed over Yan Bin, they revealed a hint of a mocking smile, colder and more piercing than the snow on a bitter winter day.

Yan Bin suddenly shivered.

Onstage, the second half of the speeches had already begun.

After ten minutes, the election speeches officially ended.

Applause like a tidal wave erupted from below the stage!

Huo Zhenyang already captured people’s hearts, and his speech content was very relevant to the public, securing his place in everyone’s hearts.

The man on stage adjusted his black custom suit, gathering the attention of thousands in the audience and behind the screens, and stepped down from the podium.

The few mainstream media reporters allowed on site snapped back to reality, focusing their cameras, clicking away, and extending their microphones towards Huo Zhenyang, bombarding him with rapid-fire questions. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Just then, the door creaked open, someone walked in, mixed with the voices of security trying to stop them:

"This is election speech time, you can’t just barge in..."

A haggard middle-aged woman, holding the hand of a seven or eight-year-old girl and an even younger girl, shoved past the security and burst in: "Why can’t I come in? My husband is in here! I have something to ask him to his face!"

Yan Bin recognized the voice all too well, his heart skipped a beat, and he realized it was his wife and two daughters who lived abroad.

It was common for officials to send their families abroad, and Yan Bin was no exception; last year, he had sent his wife and two daughters to America, bought them an apartment, and regularly sent money to them every month.

Why had his wife returned suddenly without so much as a word, and furiously made her way here?

He stood up, glared fiercely at his wife, strode to the door, and hissed, "What are you doing here? I’m at an election speech. Are you trying to ruin it for me!"

He then gestured to his bodyguards to quickly get his wife and daughters out.

Mrs. Yan refused to leave, and the bodyguards had no choice but to forcibly twist her arm and drag her out!

Yan Bin’s younger daughter became frightened upon seeing her mother treated like this and burst into tears!

The little girl’s crying became too much for Mrs. Yan, who suddenly collapsed emotionally and sat down on the ground, wailing:

"Fine then! You shameless man! Do you want the bodyguards to hit me? Go ahead, kill me, kill me and our two daughters! Then you can live happily ever after with your mistress back home, let her bear you a son! Saying you sent us abroad so we could enjoy a nice life, but in truth, it was just to make it easier for you to keep a mistress and have her bear you a son, right!"

While that side turned chaotic, Huo Zhenyang had already quietly returned to his seat below the stage, watching it all unfold.

Yan Bin wanted to attack him with his private life? Then he would fight fire with fire.

Next to him, Jiayi didn’t understand what was happening but knew it had something to do with Huo Zhenyang and couldn’t help but glance at him.

Meanwhile, the commotion had already erupted over there.

Yan Bin’s face turned pale as he heard his wife ranting publicly, noticing Mayor Qiao’s expression plummet as his colleagues whispered among themselves. He rushed over, bellowing lowly, "What nonsense are you saying! We’ll talk back home! Do you know what kind of place this is?"

Of course, Mrs. Yan knew the significance of the event—she wouldn’t have come otherwise. She got up from the ground: "Whether it’s nonsense, you know in your heart!"

With that, she pulled out a stack of photos from her embrace and slammed them on the ground!

The photos were all of Yan Bin with a young woman who was heavily pregnant—some showed them entering and leaving a residential complex, some inside a villa, and others in a high-end restaurant.

That complex was known in Yunling for its exclusive villas!

It was clear that Yan Bin had bought one for the woman.

Mrs. Yan used to think how kind her husband was to have her and their daughter stay in an apartment in America!

But it turned out the mistress lived in a luxury villa back home, far better than where the three of them stayed!

And that high-end restaurant they dined in—her husband had never taken her and their daughter there in his life!

What’s worse, the mistress looked like she was about to give birth.