Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 609 - 589: Let Mommy Give You a Little Sister
Jiayi was really afraid that Zaizai would say he wanted to go with that man.
Zaizai’s shiny black eyes darted around, it seemed like the issue between mommy and daddy was quite serious.
He blinked his eyelashes, refusing to answer the question, "Mommy, you know I have choice syndrome, do you know how cruel it is to make someone who has difficulty making decisions choose an answer? It causes headaches, tummy aches..."
Jiayi knew he was avoiding the question, gritting her teeth in frustration, "How come you didn’t have choice syndrome when your daddy buys you toys? You were very decisive then!"
Zaizai shifted his expression to one that was adorably cute, "Mommy, weren’t you just about to tell me a story? I want to hear it now."
Jiayi knew Zaizai didn’t want to leave her, and sighed helplessly. She could only dim the lights and lay beside the children’s bed, reading from a picture book to Zaizai.
Unconsciously, drowsiness washed over her in waves. After trying on wedding dresses all day, her emotional turmoil from her encounter with Nie Yixiao hadn’t yet subsided, and before she knew it, she dozed off.
The shades of night in the villa area deepened further.
The courtyard on the first floor lit up with the headlights of a car, accompanied by a gentle honk as the vehicle slowly drove into the villa.
Auntie Li came down the front steps with two servants, "The young master is back."
Huo Zhenyang got out of the car, tall and slender with an athletic build, casually taking off his coat as he walked towards the house at a leisurely pace. The light from the courtyard lamps spilled onto his slightly tired face, half in light and half in shadow.
The servants followed behind him.
"Where is everyone?" He heard no sounds from inside the house.
Perhaps because he had been in meetings all day, his voice was very low, low enough to be a bit hoarse.
Auntie Li, of course, understood who the young master was asking for, "Miss Jiayi is upstairs, she’s keeping Zaizai company as he sleeps."
Without another word, he crossed the threshold in large strides, loosening his shirt collar out of habit and heading up to the second floor, he walked straight to the children’s bedroom. He turned the doorknob gently and pushed the door open.
In the softly lit children’s bedroom, Zaizai was lying alone on the bed, flipping through a picture book.
Beside him, the little woman rested her cheek on her hand, asleep next to Zaizai. Her long eyelashes cast a shadow, and her red lips were slightly pursed as if they were a blooming bud enticing bees and butterflies. After she had returned home, she had changed into a nightgown. In the cozy light, her graceful collarbone, her slender waist, and the full curves of her side could stir endless fantasies in a man.
Yet Huo Zhenyang didn’t seem in the mood to appreciate this beautiful scene of a woman in spring slumber. Instead, he fixed his gaze on the little woman sleeping soundly, and a shadow seemed to darken in his eyes.
Zaizai, seeing Huo Zhenyang had returned, threw down the picture book, "Daddy—"
Huo Zhenyang shushed him with a gesture, and Zaizai quickly quieted down, scurried out of bed, and tiptoed around mommy.
Huo Zhenyang quickly composed himself and picked up his adored little meatball.
"Daddy, didn’t you say you would have dinner with me and help me assemble toys tonight? How come you’re only back now, you liar!"
Huo Zhenyang glanced at the little figure on the bed; his expression returned to normal, "Daddy got held up with some other things after finishing work," he said.
Zaizai generously hmm-ed in response, not holding a grudge, but then his face fell, "Daddy, does mommy not want to marry you?"
Huo Zhenyang’s brows arched.
Zaizai, pointing to his fingers, said, "Mommy asked me today if I wanted to be with daddy or with her. The kids in my kindergarten were also asked this when their parents got divorced, and you and mommy aren’t even married yet."
Huo Zhenyang’s face fell, glancing at the little woman playing chess in her dreams on the bed. The gloom he had just dismissed crept back up, yet not wanting to scare his son, he tried his best to keep his slight anger under wraps, "Does Zaizai want to leave daddy?"
Zaizai, with his milky voice, said, "I don’t want to."
"Then that settles it. Daddy will satisfy you."
Zaizai was still a bit worried, "But Mommy doesn’t want to marry you right now, she’s always thinking about leaving."
"Don’t worry, your Mommy can’t leave." A cold intent spread at the corner of his lips.
"Does Daddy have a plan?" Zaizai sucked on his finger, curious.
Huo Zhenyang glanced at the little woman on the bed, she was sleeping so soundly that she didn’t notice her nightgown slipping half an inch from her shoulder, exposing half of her smooth, tender shoulder that looked like a freshly baked cake.
It made him feel a slight heat.
Concealing the faintly flushed look in his eyes, he let out a mischievous aura from his gaze and lowered his voice, "How about Mommy gives you a little sister, would that be good?"
Oh, with a little sister, it won’t be convenient for Mommy to run away!
Daddy is so smart!
Zaizai nodded like a chick pecking at rice, but then said, "Can it be a little brother instead? I want a brother."
Little sisters are too delicate and like to cry, just like the little girls in his kindergarten.
Huo Zhenyang put Zaizai down, signaling for him to go back to bed, then bent down, picked up the little woman in a horizontal carry, and walked out of the children’s bedroom. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖
Jiayi, deep in slumber, fell into a wide and warm embrace; the breath was very familiar, and then her arms seemed to be lifted by something, wrapping around something.
In the slight rise and fall, she opened her eyes just to find herself being carried horizontally by that man as he walked down the hallway.
Jiayi’s sleepiness instantly vanished, she opened her eyes wide, taken completely by surprise.
Huo Zhenyang looked down and glanced at the Little Kitten in his arms, her eyes hazy with the allure of having just woken up from sleep.
His hawk-like, intimidating gaze fell upon her, his voice indifferent, "Awake?"
"Mhm..." She felt that he seemed a bit different from usual, but she couldn’t specifically tell how, and realizing she was still hanging on him, felt somewhat embarrassed. She thought he wanted to carry her back to the guest room because she had fallen asleep, and wriggled a bit in his arms, "I was telling Zaizai a story and accidentally fell asleep. Let me down, please..."
He continued to carry her slowly down the hallway, like a knight carrying his princess, without any intention of stopping or putting her down, and there was a faint hint of an inscrutable smile on the edge of his thin lips, but not a shred of the knight’s warmth in his low, terrifying voice, "So tiring? What have you done today?"
She felt inexplicably guilty, and her voice dropped a few notches, "As if you don’t know that I tried on wedding dresses all day today. Alright, put me down. I’m awake; I can go back to my room on my own."
"Just trying on a wedding dress can tire you out this much?"
She was still unaware of the storm brewing ahead and retorted uncooperatively, "Of course it’s exhausting. Otherwise, you go try it."
"Didn’t do anything else?" His steps stopped abruptly on the expensive crimson carpet as if hitting the brakes.
Each word of the man echoed down the quiet nighttime hallway, eerily cold.
Because of his sudden halt, she stumbled outward, nearly flying out, instinctively hugging his neck tighter, and she also saw the frost on his face, from beginning to end, his facial muscles taut, without a trace of a smile.
Could he have found out about her meeting with Nie Yixiao?
