Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 499 - 497: It’s My Fault for Spoiling You Too Much
Would one have such intense feelings for a woman who is merely a pastime?
Huo Zhenyang’s mind flashed back to encountering Shangguan Yao... He remembered instructing Ade to look into something in America from five years ago, and perhaps there should be some lead by now.
His eyebrows lifted slightly, and his thoughts were faintly stirred, as if sensing something drawing closer step by step.
...
When Jiayi opened her eyes, she realized it was already dark outside the window.
She opened her drowsy eyes and saw the man beside her, leaning against the golden headboard, his dark and deep eyes gazing at her, though it was unclear what he was thinking.
Jiayi sat up, suddenly alert, oh no! The fever reducer and anti-inflammatory pills needed to be taken every two hours, what time was it now!
She scrambled out of bed, intending to fetch some water.
"It’s already been taken care of. If I had to wait for you to give me the medicine, I might have died eight hundred times over." He was injured but didn’t forget to jest.
Her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment, shifting the blame onto him, "Why didn’t you wake me up when you were awake?"
Who told him to insist on sleeping with her in his arms, who told him that his embrace was more comfortable than a luxury mattress, just touching it made her feel incredibly secure, only wanting to sleep.
"Wake you? You were sleeping like a little pig, almost drooling. How could I wake you up?"
Her face turned even redder, but she said nothing more. Glancing at the time, it was nearly dinner time, "Then I’ll go to the kitchen and bring up dinner."
As she spoke, she switched on a table lamp, brightening the bedroom. Yet the light was just right, not too harsh, convenient for his rest.
Just as Jiayi stepped away, there came a knock at the bedroom door.
Huo Zhenyang seemed to know who it was and wanted to speak to her anyway, he indifferently said, "Come in."
The door opened, and footsteps followed.
Su Yan walked in lightly, "Zhenyang, the doctor said you had a fever earlier. Are you feeling better now?"
The man’s tone was clearly not as usual towards this most capable and trusted female secretary, his voice a shade colder in the dimly lit room,
"Su Yan, you know what I want to hear."
Su Yan’s footsteps faltered, "...What?"
Huo Zhenyang curved his lips into a faintly cold smile, "You had already noticed there might be a problem outside the hotel, why didn’t you tell me?"
Su Yan’s heart almost leapt out of her chest, and she no longer dared to use the informal address; "I didn’t think things would get so serious, and I had already arranged for the bodyguards to reinforce security in advance, thinking nothing would happen—I’m sorry! BOSS! It was my oversight this time!"
"No, you weren’t careless. You also thought there could be danger outside the hotel. The only thing you didn’t anticipate was that the injured party would be me, not Jiayi, right?" he said lightly, piercing through Su Yan’s thoughts.
She had known there could be danger outside the hotel, yet she still let that little girl get close to him and follow him.
He had layers of bodyguards, and bulletproof vests and cars, along with his keen awareness and reflexes, which drastically reduced the risks.
But Jiayi could have been hit by mistake.
Su Yan was shocked, "BOSS, why would you think that? I didn’t! Why would I want her to get hurt?"
Huo Zhenyang’s tone was as cold as an ice blade, "You know very well why you want her to be hurt."
Over the years, Su Yan’s feelings for him were clear; he was not blind.
Was Su Yan subconsciously jealous of his kindness towards that young woman, thinking about using the assassin to... kill Jiayi?
He still had a shred of consideration for her and hadn’t completely exposed her.
After all, four years ago, during the several months he had his brain surgery and hospitalization in America, it was Su Yan who tirelessly took care of him day and night without rest, losing over twenty pounds in a few months.
In these past years, she had also spent all her energy on his businesses in America, including managing the daily affairs of his company back there when the old man was in poor health.
For a useful and loyal subordinate, even in his extreme anger, he still retained a bit of rationality.
Listening to him, Su Yan’s tears fell with a plink, and she gave a bitter smile, "I thought after following BOSS for so many years, BOSS would be very familiar with my character. I didn’t expect you to still be so suspicious of me."
"Enough. Don’t blame yourself; blame me. Blame me for indulging you too much in America over these years. That made you become increasingly dissatisfied with your position as the chief secretary. From now on, I will try to make up for my mistakes. I will let it be known that you don’t need to meddle too much in my matters anymore," Huo Zhenyang said in a gradually colder tone, closed his eyes, and signaled for her to leave.
Su Yan was stunned, feeling as if something had cracked inside her, yet she forced herself to stay spirited. This decision showed that Young Master Huo still had some consideration for her sentiment; otherwise, it might not just be the revocation of some of her authority, but the loss of her position as secretary.
She was well aware of Young Master Huo’s temperament and dared not say anything more at this moment. She closed the door behind her as she left.
In the bedroom, Huo Zhenyang’s face was a mix of shadows and doubt, and Su Yan’s departure did not bring him any relief.
Today’s incident was clearly Su Yan making a move to kill through a hired hand.
But if it was just jealousy, would Su Yan really do such a thing?
No, Su Yan was not one to be easily jealous.
Over the years, he had had female companions in America, and many women who threw themselves at him, yet Su Yan had never reacted so strongly, sometimes even making jokes about it.
Unless Su Yan knew that Jiayi meant more to him than just an ordinary companion.
After resting for a moment, he pressed the phone on the bedside table.
"Come over, Ade."
Two minutes later, Ade came upstairs, entered the bedroom, closed the door, and reported, "BOSS, regarding today’s shooting outside the hotel, our PR staff have spoken to the media. They’ve been informed that you are not seriously injured, so the media won’t bother you much. Additionally, I’ve inquired through the Longding Society’s branch in Yunling, and the assassin is a small fry from an underground organization. He was bribed recently to lie in wait in a high-rise near Shengjing Hotel on the day of the campaign speech, ready to shoot on command. The person who bought the assassin, after some investigation, turns out to be Yan Bin. And it wasn’t Yan Bin’s first time doing such things. According to the folks from Longding Society, whenever there’s promotion or competition, or someone reports on him, he’d sort things out with help from the underworld; he’s become a regular client of Longding Society."
The Longding Society has a presence throughout Asia, and the society’s boss once received a favor from BOSS.
BOSS’s status in the eyes of the Longding Society’s main leaders was undeniably high.
No matter which country BOSS goes to, as long as there is a need to involve Longding Society, the other party is always respectful, treating him with the same attitude as they would their own boss.
This time too, when Ade personally visited the Longding Society branch in Yunling that afternoon, the local leader agreed to find the culprit immediately, even referring to him repeatedly as Brother Huo.
After hearing Ade’s words, Huo Zhenyang’s eyelashes flicked slightly, and a shiver-inducing chill passed through his eyes.
So Vice Mayor Yan had made preparations on both sides.
On the one hand, he looked for reporters to smear his reputation, and on the other, he was ready, if necessary, to eliminate him at any time.
It seems that his wife’s scandal during the campaign had not yet given him a taste of his own medicine.
