Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 569 - 567: Indulgent without any Change in Expression
Huo Zhenyang’s lips moved slightly.
Finally, there was someone in the Huo Family that she cared about; it seemed that this little woman was not so heartless after all.
Besides, with the old master as her backer, Auntie Hui’s confidence was too strong; she needed to be put in her place.
"From now on, Auntie Li will share the management of the villa with Auntie Hui."
At the man’s command, Jiayi breathed a sigh of relief, while Auntie Hui’s face turned pale. Today’s fall not only failed to completely tarnish the image of the Chu woman in the young master’s eyes, but instead resulted in her losing half of her authority as butler.
A fall for nothing!
In her astonishment, Auntie Hui now felt pain not just in her waist, but also her head, as she hobbled back to the servants’ quarters with the help of the maids.
After the commotion in the villa subsided, peace returned.
Auntie Li looked at Jiayi, who said to her, "Don’t worry, Auntie Li. Didn’t Mr. Huo just say? You’re now the butler here; you don’t have to be afraid of Auntie Hui." She then looked around at the other servants, "If anyone disrespects you, fire them on the spot."
The servants’ breaths hitched, and they all lowered their heads and went about their own business.
Seeing that Jiayi seemed to have urgent business with the young master, Auntie Li didn’t say anything and went downstairs first.
Huo Zhenyang looked downstairs indifferently, "What brings you here?"
Jiayi didn’t say anything else and quickly went up to the second floor, standing before him with an icy tone, "It’s about Anya."
Right at that moment, several of the Huo Family’s trusted aides also emerged from the study, catching sight of Jiayi, who had just hurried upstairs, panting for breath.
More than a woman, Miss Chu seemed more like a girl inexperienced in the ways of the world, with a slightly immature and innocent face.
The woman was dressed casually, in a white top and blue denim skinny jeans. They were not of any luxurious brand, and her style was worlds apart from Mr. Huo’s, but her youthfulness made even simple clothes highlight her slender, graceful figure.
Outsiders might not be aware, but the aides, who were attendants and footmen of the Boss, knew clearly.
This Miss Chu seemed to be caught in a tug-of-war with the Huo Family and was not very keen on having her son return to the Huo Family.
This puzzled the assistants.
In theory, such a tug-of-war was not justifiable and should not exist.
What was the Boss’s temperament? What was the Huo Family’s status?
If he wanted to fight for Zaizai, would he need to engage in a tug-of-war with Miss Chu?
Then, at that moment, the assistants witnessed the Boss’s subtle indulgence towards Miss Chu and understood the reason the tug-of-war could exist.
Seeing Ade’s glance, they all said in a low voice, "Boss, we’ll go downstairs first, then. We’ll continue after you finish talking with Miss Chu."
The only person who could interrupt the Boss’s business discussions without consequences, in this world, was probably only the Miss Chu in front of them.
With that, the group left the second floor.
Ade stood at the door of the study, ready to take the Boss’s orders at any time. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
As the sound of footsteps vanished around the staircase corner, Huo Zhenyang turned and walked into the study.
Seeing him go in, Jiayi panicked, rushed into the study, and dropped all pretense, "The old master clearly promised to send people to look for Anya. It was you who stopped the old master, wasn’t it?"
Huo Zhenyang bent down, sat casually on an Italian leather sofa in the study, crossed his long legs, took the cigar he had been smoking during the meeting in his slender fingers, placed it between his chiseled thin lips, and then slowly exhaled a thick white smoke, too indifferent to deny it, "Yes."
He even had the audacity to answer so confidently!
Jiayi’s frustration flared up again, and she tightened her grip on the shoulder bag, stepped forward a few paces, but then stopped, biting her lip, "Do you have a grudge against Anya? Why are you doing this? I’ve stopped bothering you and went to the old man instead, so why did you still go and block me there?"
The man furrowed his brow at her agitation. Did this little woman have any idea that she was the only one who could speak to him in such a questioning tone?
If it were anyone else, they would have been dragged away by now.
His hand with well-defined joints slid downwards, flicking the crystal ashtray, his tone still as indifferent as ever:
"Haven’t I told you before, there’s nothing wrong with Liang Anya. You don’t need to look for her."
Finally, Jiayi confirmed the suspicion in her heart, staring at him, "Do you know where Anya is? She disappeared after leaving Disheng that night, and you’ve known about it since, haven’t you?"
Huo Zhenyang said nothing, took a deep drag on his cigar, his lean arm casually resting alongside the sofa, fingertips tapping the armrest lightly.
Anya’s disappearance really had something to do with him! Jiayi hurriedly asked, "Where is she?"
"I don’t know. All I can confirm is that she’s not dead now," the man said calmly.
Jiayi gasped—
These words did not reassure her at all about Anya’s current situation; instead, they amplified her worries.
He knew early on that Anya was missing, and with the Huo Family’s resources, it wouldn’t have been too hard to comb through Yunling. So why did he refuse to look for Anya? Why even prevent the elder from searching?
This heightened Jiayi’s indescribable fear for Anya’s whereabouts.
Her lips trembled slightly, a chill spreading down her back: "What on earth is going on? What happened to Anya? Please tell me, will you?"
The cigar between Huo Zhenyang’s fingers suddenly twitched, sliding down half an inch. It was evident that this woman was truly worried.
Yet still, he composed himself, fixing his gaze on her: "Anyway, nothing’s going to happen to Liang Anya for the time being. If you trust me, you should be at ease."
Upon hearing this, Jiayi felt a chill permeate her entire body!
What does ’nothing’s going to happen for the time being’ mean?
And what about after some time has passed?
How is she now?
Unable to care about anything else, Jiayi restrained her confused heartbeat, walked around the coffee table to face him, and all at once seemed unsure how to plead with him, "Then you need to be clear with me about where she is. What exactly is going on..."
He lifted his gaze to her; her eyelashes trembled, her grape-seed-like eyes reddened bit by bit, and her soft, cotton-like hands clasped even tighter.
She was nervous.
More so than he had imagined.
Seeing him remain silent, Jiayi’s throat moved: "Anya’s father is my godfather. Her choice to stay and work in Yunling was to be with me. Also, had I not asked her to come to the villa that night to accompany Zaizai, she wouldn’t be in this trouble. You’re asking me to disregard her completely now, but I can’t... Please tell me how she is now, where she is, okay?"
Huo Zhenyang had never seen her so worried before. Maybe she really considered Liang Anya as family.
His eyes darkened inappropriately, he put the cigar in the ashtray, and with a whoosh stood up, staring straight at her.
This woman could be concerned about everyone in the world, yet she just wouldn’t keep him in her heart.
Even though he knew she didn’t remember their year together, he still felt his male ego seriously bruised.
