Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 593 - 591: Zhen Zeng Wanted to Give Her Marriage
She flew into a rage out of embarrassment, her face flushed as she reluctantly opened her palm, like a naughty student being slapped on her hands by a teacher.
Suddenly, in the palm of her hand, there appeared the red satin box he had brought over.
It seemed like a box for holding jewelry.
"Open it."
She furrowed her brows, having no choice but to open it, and inside was a diamond ring that glimmered radiantly, flashing with understated luxury. The craftsmanship was so exquisite and perfect that it was beyond reproach, and the design was elegant and romantic with a hint of playfulness, quite suitable for a young bride.
The diamond was petite, not one of those huge, pigeon egg-sized stones.
Her hands were tiny, when balled into fists they were almost the same size as those of a teenager, and whenever he held her hand, his fingers could almost completely enclose it, leaving no gaps.
This ring, even without trying it on, she knew, matched her extraordinarily well, as if it had been custom-made for her.
This was an engagement ring.
Hadn’t he said wedding preparations would only start from tomorrow?
Jiayi’s heart skipped a beat, recalling what Auntie Li and George had mentioned to her in the hospital earlier, and she guessed a part of it.
Auntie Li had said that she once got engaged to him during the Huo Family’s annual celebration.
She didn’t believe that he would get engaged to her. After persistent questioning, Auntie Li was forced to reveal that at that time she had been rather favored by the patriarch. To counter the stepmother and half-brother who were causing trouble in the Huo Family, and unwilling to let the mother and her son cheapen the inheritance, he had married her to make the old man hand over all the Huo Family shares willingly, as a means to assure the old man.
At that time, she didn’t find the news surprising at all.
Indeed, that engagement ceremony wasn’t about love, it had another purpose.
Back then, she was just a homeless girl picked up by him, with no one to rely on and an unknown background. Even if he was nice to her, how could he propose to her for no reason after such a short time? There surely had to be a reason.
But now, the familiar-looking diamond ring was causing her heart to flutter, and she was nearly certain.
This ring was the engagement token he had once given her.
No matter whether that engagement during last year’s celebration was sincere or not, whether the intentions were pure or not...
He had actually kept this ring for four years.
The diamond ring looked fresh and polished, just like a new one, apparently it had been regularly maintained.
While she was still in shock, he had already taken the wedding ring out, forcibly held her hand, and slid the ring onto her ring finger.
"This is the engagement ring. It is originally worn on the middle finger, so it might be slightly different in size compared to the ring finger. You try it on first, and then I’ll have someone adjust it," he said in an indifferent tone.
Her ring size hadn’t changed much from four years ago; it was still slender and delicate.
The circumference of her middle finger was just a tad thinner than her ring finger, so it seemed a little loose.
Although it was only a tiny bit loose, he had already slid it off her finger and put it back into the satin jewelry box. "I’ll have someone tighten it a bit tomorrow."
She was somewhat puzzled—it was just a ring.
She would never be so foolish as to think he was trying to save money by reusing an old engagement ring.
Even with little understanding, she knew that the maintenance for such a precious ring wasn’t inexpensive.
A gust seemed to disturb the lake of her heart, causing a ripple...
Unless, four years ago, he had genuinely intended to offer her marriage.
The engagement might have contained other motives of his, but it wasn’t completely insincere towards her.
The regret of not wearing this ring had lingered with him until this moment.
With that thought, she quickly dismissed the idea, as if stomping out a flame that was about to ignite.
What was she thinking? Just moments ago, she was determined to leave this place with Zaizai, and now, just because of a ring, she found herself softening subconsciously?
She bit her lower lip hard and withdrew her small hand from his fingers.
Although her heart had fluttered for just an instant, Zhenyang’s sharp eagle-like eyes caught it clearly.
She quickly took a few steps back, "I’ll make a call to my mommy; I don’t want her to worry."
He shrugged and stepped aside to let her pass.
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Meanwhile.
Under the deep blue night sky, a car squealed to a stop in front of the villa.
As soon as Ye Yongning parked the car, Xia Tingxuan hurriedly got out and rushed to the intricately carved front door to ring the bell.
The moment the servant opened the door, she barged in, unstoppable.
George, upon seeing Xia Tingxuan in the courtyard, quickly approached and blocked her way, "Ms. Xia."
"Was Zaizai taken away from kindergarten by your people? And Jiayi, is she here as well?" Xia Tingxuan asked coldly.
When the school bus didn’t bring Zaizai back in the evening, Xia Tingxuan asked around and learned that Zaizai had been picked up by Mr. Huo’s people. She called Jiayi, who happened to be at a dinner party with her phone on silent. Later, Jiayi got drunk, threw up, and was in turmoil all night, not picking up the phone at all.
Xia Tingxuan couldn’t wait and went directly to the Shengjing Grand Hotel. Upon arriving at the top floor, she encountered Ye Yongning, and from him, she learned what had happened.
Without a doubt, Jiayi would not leave Zaizai; she must have come to Disheng to reclaim her son.
Xia Tingxuan didn’t hesitate and immediately headed towards Disheng.
Ye Yongning, worried, drove over with her.
"Ms. Xia, both Miss Jiayi and Zaizai are indeed here. As of today, they have moved in. Why don’t you go back first? Green Island Garden is very close to Disheng, and if the Boss permits, Miss Jiayi and the young master can easily visit you," George said.
The brazen words made Xia Tingxuan feel dizzy, almost making her lose her balance. What kind of talk was that? That was her daughter, her grandson—now she has to wait for Zhenyang’s approval just to see them, as if she’s visiting a prison?
Ye Yongning had already gotten out of the car and supported her, "Tingxuan, don’t rush." Then looking at George, he asked, "George, what does Mr. Huo mean by this?"
George spoke indifferently, "Ms. Xia should know, the Boss announced his relationship with Zaizai to the media tonight. Since Zaizai has acknowledged his ancestors and returned to the family, it’s only right that he lives with the Huo Family. As for Miss Jiayi, she chose to stay willingly."
"How could she not be willing? How can such a small child be away from his mother? Whose maternal heart could be large enough to not mind having their flesh and blood snatched away? How could she not stay?" Xia Tingxuan exclaimed in frustration.
"Ms. Xia, you’re being a bit harsh. The young master is not only Miss Jiayi’s flesh and blood but also the Huo Family’s. Besides, the Boss really didn’t force Miss Jiayi this time. Ms. Xia, you should go back for now. Rest well for the time being; you’ll need to attend the wedding soon enough," George said with his hands clasped behind his back, unshakable.
"Wedding?" Xia Tingxuan was even more bewildered by the unexpected news.
"Mommy!" Jiayi, just about to make a phone call upstairs, heard the commotion below and knew her mother had come, and hurried out.
Xia Tingxuan and Ye Yongning hurried forward, "Jiayi, where’s Zaizai?"
Jiayi glanced at George.
George graciously stepped back several paces, providing ample space for the three to interact.
