Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 519 - 517: Itโs Steamed Daddy, Not Sugar Daddy
As she lifted her head, she stared at George and Auntie Li, still hardly able to believe that these two were the people who had taken care of her in China for a year.
The two faces, both familiar and foreign, left her floundering. ๐ง๐๐๐๐คโฏ๐๐๐ฐ๐ฃโฏ๐ญ.๐คโด๐ฎ
She became somewhat flustered, shuffling into her shoes as she got out of bed, "Whereโs Little Meatball? Iโll go see him; Iโll take Little Meatball home first."
Just then, footsteps sounded from behind her.
At the door, two bodyguards slightly shifted aside, clearing a narrow path.
The man entered the ward, his voice like that of an unchallengeable monarch, "Where do you plan to go back to?"
A tall and imposing figure seemed to gather all the attention, merely standing there with a mild gaze and composed features, making it impossible for one to look straight at him.
She looked up and saw Huo Zhenyang, her heart skipping a beat, "Of course, back home."
"From now on, you and Little Meatball will only have one home, which is the Huo Mansion," Huo Zhenyang tilted his head and instructed, "Auntie Li, go pack up, take Jiayi and Little Meatball to the car, and head back to Disheng."
This really made no sense at all! Jiayi took two steps back reflexively, "Why should I go live at your place with Little Meatball?"
When she had been sent into the hospital unconscious, he had already asked the doctor about her condition.
It was the same old problem, the brain injury from the hunting ground at Huanglong Mountain that affected her memory hadnโt completely healed. After what seemed to be a violent collision, she began to remember some things but forgot others, a typical disorder of memory function in amnesia patients.
His situation was different; he had hematomas pressing on nerves. Once the hematomas cleared, there werenโt any significant issues, akin to an acute disease that comes fiercely and goes quickly. But her condition was chronic and could only be treated slowly.
Just that, unexpectedly, the list of people sheโd forgotten included him.
Heaven had played a joke on him and her, nearly causing them to miss each other in the vast sea of people.
And now, in this prolonged dream, he had woken up, but she was still sinking in the mire.
But no matter what, she could only be his in this lifetime.
If he couldnโt pull her out of the mire, he was willing to sink into it alongside her.
Just like they had floated and sunk together in the sea not long ago, as long as she was willing to trust him and hold on to him, he had the ability to bring her back to a safe place.
Huo Zhenyang suppressed the impulse to scoop her up into his arms and take her straight to Disheng in his car. His tone was earnest yet as gentle as possible, not to frighten her:
"Why? Auntie Li and George should have already told you. Youโre my woman."
He paused, his gaze intensifying and lingering on her face for a long time, his tone solemn and somewhat imperious as usual, leaving no room for argument:
"Little Meatball is my son."
Jiayiโs eyes stirred, she clenched her fist, a premonition within her heart suddenly turned to reality, leaving her at a loss for words.
He took a glance at Ade beside him.
Ade understood the cue and approached with a paper in his hand.
The look Ade gave Jiayi was different than usual. He still hadnโt snapped out of it: Miss Chu was actually the young masterโs former woman, and Little Meatball was the little young master of the Huo Family?!
He restrained his shock and presented the paper in his hands to Jiayi with great respect, "Miss Chu."
Jiayi took it; it was a paternity test report. The data clearly showed the probability of a father-son relationship between Huo Zhenyang and Chu Zhuoting was over 98%.
Little Meatball is really his childโ
The man before her had once occupied a year of her life and had been the reason she gave birth to Zaizai...
Yet now, she had no recollection of him at all.
She clenched her fists, slick with sweat, her heart pounding erratically.
Despite having spent a few months with this man at Disheng, at this moment, he felt so unfamiliar to her.
For her to suddenly accept that Zaizai was his son seemed somewhat difficult.
For the past four years, she had constantly wondered who the man that had gotten her pregnant was.
She had even thought countless times that if this man were to show up again, she would slap him across the face, regardless of anything, because he had gotten her pregnant and then left her behind, without a word for four years. Sheโd berate the irresponsible scoundrel mercilessly before taking Zaizai and leaving!
But...
When the man really did appear, she couldnโt even utter a single word!
Seeing the shock on her face, Huo Zhenyang remained silent, because he had felt the same inner turmoil when he learned the truth, which persisted until he boarded the plane to America, and still he couldnโt calm down.
He knew she needed time to digest everything and that she would be shocked, finding it hard to accept all at once.
But what did that matter? She had returned to his side, and he would never let her leave again.
"Have you looked at the report properly? The car is outside, waiting at any time. You and Zaizai will move to Disheng starting today," Huo Zhenyang made a decisive gesture.
He was willing to give her time to slowly come to terms with it, without urgent insistence, but he needed her and their son by his side.
By the door, rows of bodyguards in black extended their hands, guiding them outside: "Miss Chu."
Ade also came over, holding Zaizai in his arms.
Zaizai reached out for Jiayi when he saw her from Adeโs embrace: "Mommy!"
Jiayi snapped back to reality, quickly taking Zaizai to check on him: "Are you okay?"
"Iโm fine." Zaizai lifted his little arm, striking a Superman pose, then sneakily glanced at the man not far away. This time, he didnโt fawningly greet him warmly as his godfather like usual but instead clung to Jiayiโs neck, whispering into her ear, "Mommy... Uncle Ade said that from today, weโre going to move to Disheng, and he said... said that godfather is my real daddy, not just in name, but for real. Is that true? When did you and godfather make me, why donโt I know about it?" His chubby little face started to look a bit annoyed.
Zaizaiโs words somehow eased the tense atmosphere, and the bodyguards couldnโt help but laugh.
Auntie Li and George exchanged a look, their previously somber expressions lightening significantly. Miss Jiayi had indeed brought a ray of joy to the Huo family; even before turning four, the boy was a little mischief-maker. When he grew up just a bit more, who knows how much more delightful heโd be; the old master would surely adore him.
Jiayi didnโt expect Zaizai to find out so quickly; even she hadnโt fully come to terms with it yet, and she didnโt know how to explain to Zaizai, merely stammering and dodging the question, "Uh... this..."
Huo Zhenyangโs lips curled into a faint smile, speaking for Jiayi, "Yes, itโs your real daddy, not just in name. Zaizai, letโs go home with daddy."
Zaizai, getting confirmation from the concerned party himself, his expression changed. So his godfather was actually his real dad?
Realizing what was happening, Jiayi quickly tightened her hold on Zaizai, as if afraid her son would be taken away, her throat moving slightly, "No."
No? That one word made the temperature in the entire room drop suddenly.
Everyone drew a sharp breath and turned their eyes to the Boss.
Huo Zhenyangโs handsome face darkened, his brows knitted, but his eyes, deep as the ocean, remained full of forbearance, "No?"
