Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 622 - 602: Should We Also Start a Countdown?
The marriage between the Huo and Chu families could make Mr. Huo even more dedicated to helping S Country.
Jiayi understood Ya Chen’s helplessness; he wasn’t just anyone—he was the Crown Prince of S Country. Seeing domestic turmoil and the suffering of the people, he was under more pressure than anyone else.
For Ya Chen to ask her to please another man indicated that the situation in S Country was indeed urgent, forcing his hand.
She paused for a long while, not knowing what to say; political matters were of no concern to her.
The terrorist attacks on civilians of other countries—she might see them on Weibo or in her friends’ circles—but the most she would do was light a candle.
She wasn’t Saint Maria; she had no obligation to save others. Yet, facing Ya Chen’s plea, she found it impossible to utter words of refusal.
She’d never imagined that a high and mighty Crown Prince would actually seek her help.
And after all, S Country was also half her homeland.
Besides, she had already registered her marriage with that man, which was a huge concession. What did it matter if she cozied up a bit more?
"I’ll do my best," she said after a pause.
Ya Chen understood that she had agreed and whispered softly, "Jiayi, thank you."
Jiayi could hear the immense guilt contained in Ya Chen’s ’thank you’ and subconsciously changed the subject, "Ya Chen, how have you been these past few years?"
Four years. It wasn’t particularly long, yet not short either. Enough time for a person to undergo many changes and for life to take many turns.
A faint smile solidified on Ya Chen’s face: "If you’re asking about my health, it’s as you see. Thanks to the rapid advances in modern medicine, although I’ll never see again, with electric therapy and subsequent rehabilitative exercises, I can stand up now. With the aid of a cane or someone to lean on, I can even take a few steps. Perhaps with more time, I’ll get even better."
He spoke with grace and ease, clearly in good spirits, the same as before—like a breeze over a tranquil lake, unable to stir the slightest ripple.
"...But if you’re asking about my marriage, it’s probably beyond redemption," said Ya Chen indifferently, his eyelids moving slightly but otherwise showing no emotion.
He naturally exuded a cool distance from ordinary people and at that moment, seemed even more aloof.
Jiayi’s thoughts shifted; Xuan Yu had deceived Chu Xinyue into marrying into the Ya Family. This act alone might have been an insurmountable barrier for Ya Chen all this time.
Just then, there was a knock on the study door.
Jiayi looked up, "Come in."
A bodyguard walked in and said solemnly, "Miss Chu, the Boss reminds you that it’s five minutes away from the twenty-minute mark."
Jiayi was startled and couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity. Just talking to a man, and there’s a countdown?
"Alright, I got it."
The bodyguard respectfully closed the door.
After a few more words with Ya Chen, the door creaked open again.
The bodyguard peeked in, "Miss Chu, the Boss reminds you that there are two minutes left of the twenty minutes..."
Jiayi was exasperated, but Ya Chen just smiled faintly, "Alright, you can go back."
Thinking of Zaizai still in the car, Jiayi stood up, bid farewell to Ya Chen, and left the study first.
In the study, Ya Chen stayed alone for a while before a bodyguard came in:
"Your Highness Crown Prince, Mr. Huo has instructed me to tell you that you will stay here tonight. This place is very secure, and no one will discover your whereabouts. You’ll fly back to S Country tomorrow night."
Ya Chen nodded, "Understood."
*
The next day, on Li Island, a distance from Yunling City.
Come nightfall, the secluded island villa, shrouded by jungle, stood like a bastion free from the dust of the world. In the last rays of sunlight before sunset, it was solid and mysterious.
In the villa’s living room.
Si Yuheng, having listened to his subordinate’s report, now leaned back on the sofa, stroking the King and Queen next to him, and furrowed his brows, "You really saw the Crown Prince of S Country in Yunling and met with Huo Zhenyang?"
"Yes." The subordinate reported, "Today, Mr. Huo registered for marriage with Miss Chu at Yunling’s marriage registration office. Although we couldn’t follow Mr. Huo’s car, we saw the Royal Family’s car from S Country seemingly heading in the direction of the marriage registration. Afterwards, I checked all the hotels in the city, and the Crown Prince’s party hadn’t checked into any hotel. I believe that Mr. Huo must have arranged place for them to stay. Mr. Huo is running for mayor of China, and it may be related to some dealings with S Country."
Si Yuheng’s eyes darkened as he pondered, "S Country has been in civil unrest for more than a year. I heard that recently the government here in China decided to send troops for peacekeeping, is that so?"
The subordinate understood the Hall Master’s meaning, and, surprised, connected the dots, "Hall Master suspects that Mr. Huo has some private agreement with S Country, which is why he’s running for mayor—to use a political title to help S Country with peacekeeping?"
Si Yuheng didn’t speak, but the sharp light in his eyes flickered briefly. If that was the case, S Country would surely give Huo Zhenyang something in return.
Huo Zhenyang was no philanthropist; taking such a great risk and putting in the effort to help S Country with peacekeeping, the benefit he wanted from S Country must be no small favor.
Mr. Huo was indeed a man of great ambition and appetite!
Not only did he occupy half the business territory in China, but was he also attempting to swallow a neighboring country?
Si Yuheng’s fingers lightly tapped the armrest of the sofa rhythmically, as if speaking to himself, "If we could find out where the Crown Prince of S Country is staying, everything would become clear, and we could return home to report."
The time had come to unveil the mystery.
The subordinate understood what Si Yuheng meant: if they could find the Crown Prince Ya Chen, they could threaten him into revealing everything. But...
The subordinate frowned, "But Yunling is so big, and Mr. Huo’s properties are scattered everywhere. To find Ya Chen’s residence before he leaves is truly difficult."
Si Yuheng’s gaze sharpened, and the corners of his lips curled into a sinister sheen, "Bring me that girl."
The subordinate immediately understood whom the Hall Master meant and hurried upstairs.
**
Meanwhile.
On the second floor, in the bedroom reserved for Si Yuheng alone, Liang Anya sat with her feet crossed, sprawled on the European-style king-sized bed, flipping through her fifth magazine of the day.
Ever since Si Yuheng was injured, Liang Anya had stayed in the bedroom to care for his wounds.
Then, from attending to his injuries, it turned into sharing a bed...
Although it was merely sleeping together, Liang Anya spent several days in terror, until she realized that the man didn’t seem particularly interested in her body type, preferring buxom women instead, which finally eased her mind.
From that day on, Liang Anya never left that room, not even going downstairs.
Given her history of attempting to escape, her daily chances to get out were ruthlessly canceled.
She didn’t dare to make any additional requests, as the days locked in the basement with the big wolf dog cast a shadow over her heart whose size she couldn’t even calculate.
However, Si Yuheng still maintained some semblance of humanity. Though he didn’t let her go downstairs and cut off her phone and internet, he would throw her a few magazines and newspapers every day to pass the time.
Just then, the bedroom door was knocked on twice.
