Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 571 - 569: Am I Poisoned?

Turns out, she not only saw him as a life preserver but also as the kind that could be tossed aside at any moment!

When Jiayi heard him speak in a commanding tone, she suppressed her frustration.

In front of him, she could be soft about anything, anything except for one thing that was always absolutely uncompromising; and that was Zaizai.

Now that Anya had already been in trouble, she would not allow Zaizai to be endangered by his mayoral campaign, not even a sliver of a possibility.

With the situation around him so unpredictable and ever-changing, who knew what forces were lurking; how could she let Zaizai get close to him?

She clenched her teeth, her body relaxed and collapsed, her shoulder bag slid down, and she picked it up and smashed it on him, took advantage of when he was off guard, and had already run a few steps away, panting heavily, and looked at him with unwavering determination:

"I don’t care, I won’t let Zaizai come to Disheng Villa again, it’s better to keep a thousand people to protect Zaizai than to stay away from Zaizai! Right now, the outside world doesn’t know Zaizai is from the Huo Family, and those people might not know either. If you truly think of Zaizai as your own flesh and blood and really want him to be safe, at least until Anya returns safely and those people leave Yunling, you should not look for us again; this is my only request."

He was so furious he almost laughed, his arrogance unmasked, "You want safety? Only by my side can safety be spoken of."

As if! All she saw were the people around him, each one getting entangled in his increasingly blossoming power!

Her lips were dry as she persisted, "In any case, that’s my only demand."

"Do I look like I’m covered in poison in your eyes now?" He couldn’t laugh, utterly annoyed.

"Yes." She answered honestly.

Worse than poison, getting poisoned doesn’t necessarily mean certain death, but once entangled with him, it’s either abduction or disappearance!

A twitch flashed across his face, almost killed by this infuriating girl’s words. He stepped forward, his large hand catching her slender arm like catching a chicken’s bone, lifting her half an inch off the ground.

This hateful little woman, however, had the look of someone who would rather die than submit, more resolute than any martyrs who died for their cause!

She simply refused to budge!

A gentleman may be twisted to death but must never back down!

A fiery red mark flew onto his handsome nose. He really wanted to crush this little woman in his arms until she might actually get a bit more obedient!

Eventually, seeing her brows furrow slightly and her lower lip bitten, knowing he hurt her, he loosened his fingers and violently let her drop onto the carpet, irritably bellowing, "Get lost."

Get lost then! She wouldn’t have it any other way! As if she wanted to stay!

Seeing that he seemed to have tacitly agreed, Jiayi turned around, swung open the door as if fleeing, and dashed downstairs.

Ade watched Miss Chu’s retreating figure, turned back into the study, and said, "Boss, during this period, do we still bring the young master over..."

"During this period, have someone keep an eye on them," Huo Zhenyang replied, his anger not completely dissipated, his voice deep and muffled.

It looked like the Boss had been defeated once again.

"Understood." Ade immediately accepted the order.

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The villa, a dimly-lit basement.

A single hanging lamp swayed on the ceiling, like a will-o’-the-wisp.

Inside the iron cage, Liang Anya hugged her knees, waking from a half-conscious slumber, not even sure if it was day or night.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw again, through the dim light, the King’s pair of greasy green eyes staring over at her.

During the first two days with the King, she was so terrified that she couldn’t sleep at all.

It wasn’t until the third day that she finally couldn’t hold up any longer and fell asleep.

The fear seemed to numb her over the past two days, slightly improving her condition.

But that didn’t make much of a difference.

Dogs need to be walked every day, especially large breeds like wolfhounds that haven’t fully lost their wild nature. Being caged up for several days, they become restless and emit frightening panting sounds.

However, Si Yuheng was right; the King had undergone professional training and wouldn’t bite people without his command.

But if this went on, she didn’t know how many more days the King could hold out. A beast was still a beast, and if one day it ran out of patience, would it harm her?

She also deeply understood that it was this damned man who was punishing her for her escape using this method!

He made her live in fear every day of possibly being torn apart by a guard dog!

This psychological torment was more terrifying than physical punishment.

She had exhausted all her fears in this lifetime in this basement.

She truly regretted her attempt to escape!

She should never have provoked this devil-like man!

"King, calm down and stop barking. You don’t want to go out, do you? Do you want to see the Queen?" Knowing that the female dog was the King’s wife, Liang Anya tried her best to talk to it, hoping it would get used to her and not hurt her.

The King kept making low, woofing noises in his throat, fiercely staring at the girl opposite him.

The King was a champion breed from Country A, a purebred Tibetan Mastiff, and Si Yuheng had personally trained him for three years before he was tamed.

Just a few pleading words from Liang Anya were not enough to win him over.

Just then, footsteps came from above the basement steps.

Two subordinates from Beiming Hall came to deliver dinner to Liang Anya and the King.

Hearing the girl’s voice soothing the guard dog, the two couldn’t help but snicker.

"Looks like this Chinese girl is really scared."

"The Hall Master’s skill at punishing people really is impressive."

...

Carrying two plates, they clanged open the iron cage’s door and set the dinner in front of Liang Anya and the King.

The King made a woof and started eating his specially made dog food.

Liang Anya, however, couldn’t eat at all. As usual, she hurried to take advantage of the meal delivery, edging closer, "When will the Hall Master let me out—"

"The Hall Master is not here these days; just keep staying put, girl."

Not here? Where had he gone? How much longer would she be confined?

Liang Anya was stunned.

"Eat up quickly, we still need to take the plates back up," one of them urged impatiently.

Meanwhile, the sound came from the stairs; a bodyguard hurried to the entrance of the basement and called down to his two colleagues:

"Hurry, get upstairs." The man was sweating profusely and seemed very anxious.

"What’s the matter?" The two delivering the meal eagerly asked.

"The Hall Master has returned—"

The two were taken aback. Why the panic if the Hall Master had returned? Could it be that something had gone wrong?

The two exchanged a few whispers with the other man, and one’s expression turned grave, whispering, "Did you call a doctor..."

"There’s only one clinic on Li Island, and the doctor just happens to be out on a call. It looks like we’ll have to find one in the city to come over, but the Hall Master is reluctant... says it’s nothing serious."

"How severe is the Hall Master’s injury?"

Murmuring among themselves, they said they would head out first.

The other person stayed behind to watch Liang Anya, urging her more urgently than before, "Eat quickly! Stop dawdling."

The three men’s strange behavior was quite clear to Liang Anya. She probed, "Big brother, has something happened to your Hall Master?"