Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 652 - 632: Gave Her a Chance

Is there no news whatsoever now? To think such a trivial matter would be reported.

How embarrassing!

She tossed aside the tablet and looked at a servant who was chuckling quietly next to her, her cheeks flushed with anger, somewhat huffing, "How can it be arranged to have the forum take it down!"

The servant quickly suppressed her laughter and hurried to comfort her, "Young madam, this is positive news, why delete it? First, it shows that you’re a virtuous wife and good mother, without those haughty ways of high society madams—so down to earth and relatable. And second, it also proves your loving relationship with the young master, which is good for his mayoral image. Besides, with the speed at which news spreads these days, even if it were deleted, the whole of Yunling would already know. Deleting it would be pointless."

Jiayi gritted her teeth so hard they almost crunched, feeling no mood to surf the internet any longer, as the words "Invigorating Soup" kept popping up before her eyes whenever she looked at the computer screen.

Taking a deep breath, she finally calmed down, put the tablet down, and went upstairs to get her interlocking puzzle board.

The wedding preparations were so hectic, and there were so many things to do that she hadn’t done any brain training in a long time.

Actually, before running into Huo Zhenyang again, she had pretty much given up hope of ever fully regaining her memory, and she hadn’t been actively pursuing it—just letting nature take its course.

Though occasionally a blank in her memory would leave her feeling lost, her life had already returned to the right track, and she didn’t feel it absolutely necessary to remember everything.

But then, after she met that man again and realized he was the one she had been involved with four years ago, and the one who fathered Zaizai, for a time she hadn’t wanted to remember at all.

It could even be said that she was afraid to remember.

Back then, she had an ostrich mentality, full of fear for the unknown, and she always felt that four years prior, he had treated her merely as a plaything. She had this reflexive aversion, so not remembering seemed for the best.

And now, she had picked up the brain rehabilitation training once again.

The lines on the interlocking puzzle board, as always, started chaotic and gradually connected one by one.

Footsteps were heard at the doorway.

Jiayi put the puzzle down and looked up, "Auntie Li, you’re back."

Auntie Li approached, "Young madam, haven’t you gone to bed yet? You’ve been working so hard these past few days, you should rest early."

Jiayi shook her head, "Maybe because I’m too tired, I’m actually feeling quite alert and can’t sleep." After a pause, she asked, "Did you deliver the soup?"

Auntie Li nodded.

Seeing Auntie Li remain silent, Jiayi somehow felt a sense of emptiness,

Did he say anything?

This was the first time she had taken the initiative to cook for him, and such a difficult soup at that.

Yet he hadn’t said a word; she propped herself up with her arms, intending to stand up, "Well, I’m going up to sleep."

"Young madam—," Auntie Li stopped Jiayi, hesitated for a long time, and thought it better to discuss the matter with her.

"What is it?" She felt puzzled and stopped moving.

Auntie Li said, "Just now, when I went with the young master to deliver the soup, he seemed to be in a bad mood. He hardly asked any questions... Young madam, you didn’t have a fight with the young master, did you?"

A pang struck Jiayi’s heart, flashing with an ominous premonition.

Seeing her troubled expression, Auntie Li grew even more worried, "You didn’t really have a fight, did you?"

Jiayi tried to keep her tone steady and managed a forced smile, "No. Auntie Li, you go and rest."

Auntie Li couldn’t pry much more and, with a heavy heart, went back to the servant’s quarters.

Once Auntie Li left, the atmosphere in the living room grew still and Jiayi’s heartbeat sounded even louder to her.

Is he angry?

Could it be—

He knows about last night’s meeting with Nie Yixiao in the presidential suite?

That’s still not as bad; if he knew Nie Yixiao had sneaked into his study to gather evidence, that would be even more troublesome...

Then he would know that her affection and goodwill last night were to facilitate Nie Yixiao’s departure.

She could hardly imagine the man’s fury upon finding out, and she felt her palms grow cold with sweat.

After a while, Jiayi steadied her emotions. Perhaps Auntie Li was mistaken, perhaps his bad mood wasn’t directed at her?

...No, I still need to make a call to probe.

She picked up the landline next to the sofa and dialed his cell phone, after connecting, a familiar voice sounded from the other end.

"Hello," Jiayi said while holding the phone, trying to make her voice sound relaxed.

Huo Zhenyang’s voice betrayed neither joy nor anger, but it seemed very tired and he replied lazily.

"I just had Auntie Li send you some soup. Have you had it?" she asked quietly.

"Not yet," his tone still listless.

Just from those two words, she really couldn’t tell if he was annoyed with her, let alone if he already knew about the Nie Yixiao incident.

She wasn’t that foolish to directly ask, right? In case he didn’t know, wouldn’t that be asking for trouble?

"Are you very tired?" she inquired cautiously.

"Mm."

Just when she was unsure what else to say, he broke the silence, "Is this why you called?"

Jiayi bit her lip and hummed a response.

"Nothing else you want to say?"

Jiayi could only bite her lip again, finally saying, "Nothing else, you should rest early."

The moment the phone hung up, the man whose face Jiayi couldn’t see had already turned as dark as a deep pool, impenetrable by a single ray of light.

He simply did not know how much willpower he had exhausted just to restrain himself from questioning her on the phone.

He had given her a chance to come clean, but she hadn’t cherished it.

If she had taken the initiative to admit it over the phone just now, he might have forgone his resentment over the matter.

His eyes darkened further, his knuckles bent, clenched into a steel fist.

With one lift of his hand, the phone in his palm was fiercely thrown against the wall of the presidential suite, shattering into several pieces!

*

After hanging up the phone, Jiayi still felt unsettled.

If Huo Zhenyang truly knew about Nie Yixiao gathering evidence, he would definitely do everything in his power to get Nie Yixiao out of Yunling—

In just a few seconds, Jiayi’s heartbeat sped up. She took out her mobile phone and dialed Nie Yixiao.

A mechanically emotionless female voice answered the call, "Sorry, the number you have dialed is switched off."

Calling again yielded the same result.

Nie Yixiao having his phone off made her even more restless.

Brother Yixiao wouldn’t switch off his phone for no reason.

Had he left China?

Or had something happened?

The night spread out, much like her current mood, condensed and impenetrable.

*

In the early morning.

On the other side of the city, a secluded apartment stood under the lonely night sky.

Nie Yixiao’s tall silhouette was reflected on the asphalt road surface, his iron grey coat lifted by the chill night breeze. Taking advantage of the silent, deserted night, he stepped out of the apartment building.

By the roadside in front of the apartment, a steel-painted SUV was parked, subdued and ghostly, like a specter of the night ready to devour someone at any moment. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Under the moon’s silver glow and the cold street lights, Nie Yixiao’s figure appeared especially solitary. The extraordinarily handsome profile of his face turned, his eyes fell on the SUV as if he knew who was inside and what they were there for. He walked toward the SUV without surprise.

About two meters away, he stopped and said indifferently, "You’ve arrived."