Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 699 - 679: He Really Values That Woman

Xiaolei struggled to kick her legs and flailed her hands in mid-air, but she couldn’t break free from the man’s shackles.

"Cousin... cousin... I was wrong... I was wrong..." she pleaded.

Her eyeballs nearly bulged out, and tears streamed down her face as she realized that her cousin wasn’t just trying to scare her.

He really cared about that woman!

Really!

What daddy had warned her about was indeed correct!

She had considered going to see her sister-in-law, thinking her cousin might be upset, but she expected at most he would only scold her.

Since her cousin had left her in China, it showed that he still had some concerns about the situation in A Country.

So, naturally, he wouldn’t be too angry with her.

But she hadn’t expected his intolerance to reach such an extent.

Just when she felt like all the air in her lungs was exhausted and she was about to pass out, at last, the rough and strong fingers started to loosen one by one from her neck before sliding down.

She slumped to the ground like a rag doll, sprawled out and panting, greedily breathing in the fresh air.

Her neck throbbed with pain, and even without looking in a mirror, she knew there would definitely be bruises of blue and red.

"Just because I allowed you to stay in Yunling doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want. If you dare to go to Disheng again and spout nonsense to her, the consequences will be much more severe than just packing up and returning to your country."

His words, each one falling like they were shrouded in a chill from a millennia-old ice cellar.

After dropping his ultimatum, he turned and strode toward the bar’s entrance.

Seeing the man’s silhouette nearly disappearing at the entrance, Xiaolei rubbed her throat, choking up:

"What’s the use of you being so nice to her? Does she appreciate it? She still has another man in her heart!"

His footsteps halted abruptly, and the elongated silhouette froze in the dim light.

"Yesterday, I saw that man at the nightclub. I later found out he was her first love, right? I heard from daddy that he parted with her painfully just to investigate the Xuan Family case. Ha, last night I just wanted to help you back, and that man was as if he was scared that I’d devour you, worried that I’d steal you and make her unhappy. A man can be so protective of a woman to such an extent, it’s not just her, even I’m moved! Guess, does she dream of him at night..."

"Miss Xiaolei!" George reprimanded sharply, ordering Xiaolei to be quiet.

Xiaolei certainly knew when to stop while she was ahead.

To say a few words could stir cousin’s discontent towards his wife.

To say too much would provoke his anger towards herself.

She fell silent, sat back on the sofa, pulled out a tissue while grimacing, sighed with relief from the cold, took out a makeup mirror, and started cleaning the fresh wounds.

Huo Zhenyang’s half-face darkened with coldness, but his footsteps didn’t stop again, he continued out of the bar.

**

As the night deepened and she had put Zaizai to bed, Jiayi returned to her room and started revising her design drafts on the computer.

The wedding season was currently off-peak, so there weren’t many customers booking wedding gowns.

But ever since she took on the collaboration with "Locke Linglong," the crew, either to ingratiate themselves because they knew her identity, or simply because they were really satisfied with her design style, placed a few more orders and even referred her to other crews within the same film city.

Recently, orders had been flying in, one after another, without a break.

Previously, the F.Wang bridal shop mostly dealt only in wedding gown sales with just a small side business of customized dresses.

After tasting success in this new venture, Jiayi discussed with several core staff members and decided not to limit the business to just wedding gowns and dresses.

Although the workload increased, so did the variety of business opportunities.

It wasn’t just for the profit; for Jiayi, it was also an opportunity to practice her craft more.

The light from the computer screen was somewhat dazzling, but to adjust the colors of the clothes accurately, she couldn’t turn it down.

Over time, her eyes began to sting slightly, and her eyes became red. She took the eye drops, tilted her face upward to the sky, and instilled a few drops before she started to feel a cooling comfort.

The eye drops slid down the corner of her eyes, and she casually pulled out a tissue.

At that moment, the bedroom door made a sound.

She glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw a familiar figure push the door and enter.

After Xiaolei left today, Auntie Li had called to inform Huo Zhenyang.

She guessed he would come back and wasn’t surprised, hastily wiping the corners of her eyes with the tissue.

He watched her actions, his gaze darkening, walked over, turned her face to face him directly, fixing his eyes on her reddened eye sockets, and the remaining liquid on her cheeks.

Jiayi guessed what he was thinking from his look; he thought she had been crying.

A slight, somewhat cold smile played across her lips. She pulled away slightly from his hand holding her chin and glanced at the eye drops on the table.

Only then did he realize his misunderstanding.

He had thought the little woman felt aggrieved because of Xiaolei’s visit, crying secretly alone at home.

Just a moment ago, his heart nearly melted in softness because of her tears.

He really underestimated her.

He found his own nervousness laughable.

Actually, this little person was living quite happily!

She stood up, saved her design drafts, shut down the computer, then opened the wardrobe to take her usual nightwear and walked towards the bedroom door.

He came to his senses, his eyes darkening, "Where are you going?"

The little woman turned her head, her tone indifferent, "Zaizai’s been coughing a bit these days. He kicks off his covers at night. I’m going to sleep with him to prevent him from catching a cold and getting sick." 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

His brows furrowed, "Really? Auntie Li didn’t tell me Zaizai was unwell."

"Auntie Li doesn’t necessarily report everything to you. You’re so busy."

A trace of coldness appeared in his demeanor; Zaizai was now the lifeline of the entire Huo Family, if he had even a headache or a fever, how could the servants possibly not inform him?

Clearly, she was avoiding him.

As she walked towards the door with her pajamas in hand, he nearly roared, "Stop right there."

If it were any other day, upon hearing his angry voice, she would immediately stop in her tracks, wise to his wishes.

But today, she ignored his command, seemingly challenging his authority as she shuffled along in her pink cotton slippers, like a light, floating specter, continuing her way forward.

He strode forward, grabbing her delicate bamboo-like arm, yanking her back forcibly to him, and stared at her fiercely, "You’re not allowed to go."

Four words, succinct and direct, leaving no room for negotiation.

She fearlessly met his gaze, allowing his intense and hot breath to wash over her without flinching, a chilling gleam on the edges of her pink lips, "Mr. Huo, if you find being alone in the room too lonely and cold, you can go to a nightclub. There’s fine wine, and beauties too. Lively enough for you."

His eyes gradually intensified, "I know Xiaolei came to see you and said some nonsense. I’ve already warned her, and she acknowledges her mistake, and won’t dare to do it again. You don’t need to take it to heart."

Warned?

The coldness at the corners of Jiayi’s mouth deepened, prying open his hand large as a fan palm.

He had known all along the purpose of Xiaolei’s stay.

He was well aware that Xiaolei’s arrival and presence were to disrupt his marriage, and she would not rest until she achieved her goal.

And yet, all he had done was—warn her.

What a warning!