Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 620 - 600 Pacifying a Child

Huo Zhenyang had a private deal with Ya Chen.

This transaction was significant, involving the interests of the nation.

No wonder Ya Chen came over to help him personally!

She had a flash of insight—

Had he decided to join the political race and run for mayor in China for this very reason?

To facilitate the dispatch of the government’s regular army for his use?

He was using the state to continue expanding his Huo Family empire—

After all, a country’s mining rights are state-owned monopolistic assets that would never be given to an ordinary businessman, much less to a foreigner.

Once he acquired the mining rights in S Country, the Huo Family empire would dominate S Country’s economic lifelines. In plain terms, it meant controlling a nation.

What mayor? That was merely a stepping stone for him.

I knew he was ambitious, but I didn’t realize he had such an agreement with S Country.

Jiayi understood why he had arranged for Ya Chen to stay in such a place; he couldn’t let outsiders know about his secret deal with S Country’s upper echelons.

No wonder A Country had sent people to investigate his purpose in running for mayor—

Behind his mayoral campaign lay such a secret.

Huo Zhenyang never liked her meddling in his affairs, especially matters of such importance—

If he found out about her, he would certainly be furious.

Without time to think further, she stepped back twice, intending to go downstairs.

But as she turned around, in her panic, Jiayi kicked the pine bonsai next to the study door.

With a clang!

Startled, she ran towards the staircase corner, but as the villa’s main door opened on the first floor, the bodyguards in the corridor heard the unusual noise and entered in a few steps.

Several bodyguards looked up and spotted the woman’s silhouette on the second floor, instinctively drew their guns, and with a click, switched off the safety catch!

"Hold it! Wait!" One of the bodyguards, with sharp eyes, recognized the woman and hurried to stop them, "It’s Miss Chu!"

"Ah? Mrs. Huo?" The others also recognized her and quickly put away their guns.

Jiayi "shushed" the bodyguards downstairs and was about to descend, when the study door banged open.

The man from the study stepped out in two strides, shouting, "Stop."

Her slender silhouette was etched deep into his heart.

Even without turning around, he knew who it was.

Huo Zhenyang was taken aback, his face immediately darkening!

She had actually followed him and sneaked into the villa to eavesdrop!

"Get over here!"

The man’s tone was clearly on the verge of an explosive tempest, just a small push away from a blast.

The bodyguards exchanged a glance, knowing the Boss wanted to handle this personally, closed the door, and left.

Jiayi stopped in her tracks, not daring to move forward, almost hearing the angry breathing of the man behind her, feeling the cold sweat on her back.

The bodyguards’ actions just now made it clear to her that if someone else had been caught eavesdropping, their fate would be uncertain at this moment.

Oh God, she wasn’t a prophet; she had no idea she’d overhear something so important!

"Not coming over? If I have to do it myself, you’ll regret it!"

Huo Zhenyang’s voice had already dropped to an extreme low, like a tyrant on the brink of explosion.

This rebuke made Jiayi tremble all over, her mind inexplicably flashing to the incident when he spanked her, and finally she pouted her cheeks and turned her small body: "I didn’t hear anything. You guys continue talking, I’m leaving..."

If this wasn’t a case of ’protesting too much’, what was?

Huo Zhenyang understood that she had heard everything, his expressions cold: "I told you to come over here."

With her trembling pink lips, and a mindset of self-preservation, she... rolled over to him.

The closer she got to him, the more she felt an aura of deadly coldness.

She knew that this matter was too serious, and she might have really angered him.

A chill climbed up her back, and she was really a bit scared.

When she was just a few centimeters away from him, Jiayi stood still, looked up, and met his dark, intimidating gaze, her eyes involuntarily beginning to redden.

Typically, such things were trivial, and he might tolerate her.

But today’s incident was so gross, she estimated that even the old master hadn’t been told—how was he going to deal with her?

She admitted that she was truly scared.

Scared to tears?

Was he that frightening?

Was it not just that his voice got a bit louder and he yelled a couple of times?

Normally wasn’t she baring teeth and claws at him, acting like a wild cat, adept at riling him up?

So, why was she cowed now?

Zhenyang’s eyes darkened, he lifted his hand to support her chin: "Dare you follow me again?"

His rough fingertips gently stroked her delicate chin.

She felt a slight sting, and tears she couldn’t hold back anymore slipped from her eyes: "I won’t dare again."

He felt an inexplicable anger, not knowing if it was out of pity for her being frightened or regret for his own voice being too loud, and he lowered his voice: "I’ll deal with you when we get back."

She was still to be dealt with when they got back? She was very nervous, the bridge of her nose red, sobbing without stopping, terrified: "How are you going to deal with me?"

His eyes sank, his large hand slid to her waist, pressed, and pulled her into his embrace, his voice low and ambiguous: "Punish you on the spot."

Just in bed.

She hadn’t yet reacted, only feeling that he was really fierce right now, tears still dripping.

"Still crying?" He frowned deeply, seeing her cry made him feel irritable and disturbed for some reason.

She sobbed: "Do you think I want to cry? You’re so fierce."

Before she could finish her words, she was pulled over by a force. She felt something skin-like touch her face, her eyes slightly tense.

This man, was actually trailing kisses down her cheeks, wiping away her tears as if comforting a child.

His lips were somewhat cold, yet firm and powerful, treating her tears as if they were the sweetest nectar.

Mixed with the masculine warmth of ambergris on her face, her heart pounded more fiercely than when she had sneaked into the room, and only then did she realize: "What are you doing—"

This man, was he a pervert? Why was his temper flaring up and then... starting to do this kind of thing?

"Still crying?" He held her slender waist with one hand, supporting her delicate chin with the other, not forgetting to tease her amidst the kisses, his tone revealing deep mischievousness.

"Boss, who is that outside?" Accompanied by the sound of wheels rolling across the floor, Ya Chen pushed the door open, his figure appearing in front of the two.

Jiayi came to her senses, her face flushed red, and she shoved Huo Zhenyang away. The man stood firm as a bronze wall, immovable, his hand clasping her waist even tighter, only turning his head to give Ya Chen a glance, his mouth curving a smooth arc: "No need to panic. It’s the Crown Prince’s little aunt."

"Jiayi...? How did Jiayi come here?" Ya Chen sat up straight in his wheelchair, clearly surprised, yet he understood that she must have heard the conversation between him and Huo Zhenyang.

Huo Zhenyang glanced at the Little Kitten locked in his arms, not hiding his flirtation with her in front of Ya Chen, his thumb and forefinger pinching her chin, caressing her skin as if strumming on guitar strings: "She’s bold, sneaking over here."

Then, with a smack, since Ya Chen couldn’t see anyway, his palm patted her round buttocks, not too lightly or heavily: "But, she’s already been well trained."