Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 636 - 616: Inviting an Ex to the Wedding

Jiayi said calmly, "Mommy is fuming right now. Even if you stay here, it won’t help. It will just make her angrier."

Chu Yanhan lost the dignity he had as the head of the family in S Country and seemed a little panicked, "Jiayi, you won’t help your daddy? Would you rather watch Ye Yongning become your stepfather?"

Jiayi chuckled, "I’m not taking sides. Mommy can be with whoever she likes. Indeed, Uncle Ye is pursuing Mommy. If you really want to win her back, compete fairly with Uncle Ye. I can’t help you with anything else, and I definitely won’t give you an unfair advantage."

This daddy deserved a lesson.

Chu Yanhan reined in his temper and took one more glance inside the room before leaving first.

*

Two days later, Jiayi saw Anya off at the airport.

Before boarding the plane, Liang Anya looked back at Yunling and breathed a sigh of relief.

After returning to H City, the incident would be like water under the bridge and buried in memory forever.

In this lifetime, she would no longer encounter anyone from Beiming Hall, nor that demonic man.

Thinking this way, Liang Anya felt much lighter. She bade farewell to Jiayi and boarded the plane with ease.

Seeing that Anya’s complexion was much better today, Jiayi was not so worried anymore. She only hoped that a stay in H City would help Anya quickly forget the gloom of recent times.

The plane slowly ascended into the clouds and disappeared into the blue sky.

After sending off Anya, Jiayi walked out of the airport, about to hail a taxi on the roadside to Green Island Garden, when she heard the continuous honking of a horn ahead─

She looked in the direction of the sound and saw an SUV. The window rolled down, and the handsome man in the driver’s seat was giving her a warm, sunny gaze.

"Jiayi."

Her name called out softly, her heart skipped a beat, like a stone thrown into a tranquil lake.

It was Nie Yixiao.

She hadn’t expected to see him again, and had even thought that after their brief encounter outside the bridal shop, he had finished the ISM project and left Yunling.

"Why are you here?" she asked, coming back to her senses and walking over.

Nie Yixiao leaned towards the passenger seat and pushed the door open, "Let me give you a lift back."

She was pulled back to reality and hesitated for a moment, "No need, I can take a cab."

Nie Yixiao teased lightly, "Is the mighty mayor so strict with his wife that she can’t even ride in another man’s car?"

She looked up, "How do you know?"

Nie Yixiao wore a wry smile tinged with a hint of helplessness, "I watch the news, too."

His smile also mixed with subtle sadness that was nearly imperceptible.

Jiayi’s face turned sheepish, not wanting people to think she lacked freedom, and blurted out, "It’s not like that."

Nie Yixiao turned his head and glanced at the seat, "Then get in. It’s hard to find a car at the airport this time."

Caught in a dilemma, she opened the door and got in.

The engine started, heading towards Green Island Garden.

The silence during the drive was even more awkward than the last time in the alley outside the bridal shop.

Finally, Jiayi broke the quiet, "I thought you had finished your business and left China already."

His long, graceful fingers rested on the steering wheel. After a moment of silence without a word, just when Jiayi thought he was not going to speak, he suddenly said:

"How could I leave without personally seeing you get married."

Her heart seemed to clank at some corner, and she froze.

In a small town in a foreign country, in the time of their youth, the two of them were still too shy to break through the first layer of gauze.

That summer night with fireflies, after the crowd dispersed, the two lay on the nearby grass, watching the gleaming stars and the moon.

Fifteen-year-old Nie Yixiao told her, "When you get married, I have to be there."

Back then, she was so naïve and unaware that this was his hint, still naively saying, "Who asked you to be there? Are you so sure I would invite you?"

Nie Yixiao’s gaze as he looked at her is still etched in her memory, the luster in the eyes of the young boy shining like the brilliance of fireflies: "I will definitely be there, I want to see you happy with my own eyes."

His tone was as if this was his life’s mission.

It was later that she realized, that night should be counted as the first time he confessed his feelings to herself.

What a pity, she and he ultimately did not make it to that point.

Jiayi twined her fingers and couldn’t help but murmur, "Brother Yixiao..."

Just hearing her willingly call him by the old name made him very happy.

"Don’t worry. I know he won’t let me attend your wedding. That day I will be watching you from outside the church, and then I’ll leave."

The groom in the church wasn’t him, but as long as he could watch her holding another man’s arm with a smile on her face, it was good enough for him.

His tone was so indifferent, yet it made her heart tremble with a slight ache.

Watching her get married—

It wasn’t just his promise to her; it was also her regret.

"I will talk to him," Jiayi resolved, "I will ask him to invite you to the wedding."

******

The evening at Disheng Villa.

Huo Zhenyang hung up the phone with Ade, his face darkening, sitting in silence for a long time.

The air in the living room seemed to freeze.

George, who was nearby, also heard it clearly. Today, the lady went to see off Miss Liang, and Mr. Nie escorted her back to Green Island Garden after they left the airport.

In the days leading up to the wedding, although Boss had allowed the young madam to stay at her parents’ house, besides sending Auntie Li to look after her, he also had Ade and two bodyguards stay at Green Island Garden to secretly protect the young madam’s safety.

Unexpectedly, this close monitoring actually uncovered an incident.

Just then, Huo Zhenyang’s phone rang.

He glanced down, saw it was that little woman, answered with a "hello," listened to a few words, his face growing darker still.

The villa was spacious and quiet, every word from the phone clear and undeniable to George’s ears, and even someone as composed as he was couldn’t help but break out in a sweat.

The lady actually suggested inviting Nie Yixiao to the wedding.

Huo Zhenyang restrained a faint surge of jealousy and his lips curled with a chill that seemed bone-deep, "Can you give me a reason why."

"He is an acquaintance of mine and I want to invite him. The wedding is mine, too, and I think I should have the right to invite guests."

"You should be very clear about the relationship you two had in the past," his voice grew increasingly chilly, as if it were the depth of winter.

Jiayi retorted, "Didn’t you also invite Fang Yao?"

She actually brought up Fang Yao. Huo Zhenyang’s face darkened, "Are Fang Yao and Nie Yixiao the same to you?"

"How are they different? Fang Yao is also your ex. Since you invited her, why can’t I invite Nie Yixiao?"

This little woman clearly knew there was nothing serious between him and Fang Yao, and it had been so many years ago; yet she brought up Fang Yao.

The cold smirk at the corner of Huo Zhenyang’s mouth flickered slightly darker, as if deep in thought.

Seeing the man on the other end of the phone falling silent, Jiayi ventured softly, "Have you agreed then?"

"I do not agree," he said coldly, very decisively.

"You—" she got a bit angry, but remembering not to offend him, she lowered her voice, "But what if I insist?"