Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 708 - 688: All that’s missing is buying her a skyrocket!
Yet he continued his actions, heedless of her resistance.
In desperation, Jiayi swung her delicate arm, but hadn’t expected that he wouldn’t dodge.
With a "slap," it landed crisply on the man’s handsome left cheek.
The force wasn’t strong, but his face instantly darkened, he touched his left cheek, winced in pain, his handsome brow furrowed, and his expression suddenly turned as menacing as a devil, sending shivers down one’s spine!
She took a sharp breath. What had she done?
Had she just slapped this man?
Given his personality, this was more terrifying than pulling a whisker from a tiger’s face!
No one in his life must have dared to touch him!
If this doesn’t get her killed, she wouldn’t believe it!
Her heart was pounding fiercely as she shrank back towards the mirror behind her, "It was an accident... I didn’t do it on purpose... Let me go... to find an attendant to get some ointment for you."
An accident? Unintentional?
He effortlessly pulled the trembling woman over, turned her around, and made her face the smooth, clean English carved openwork mirror above the washstand.
With a swoosh, he viciously lifted her half-pulled disheveled skirt.
Good heavens! It was just short of buying her a rocket to shoot up into the sky!
To slap him and then think to turn the page like that?!
Keep dreaming!
The tinge of guilt she had felt vanished instantly "Put me down——Is it just an accidental slap, at most you can slap me back!——what are you trying to do——you——damn it! What are you doing——ah——"
"Don’t worry," he sneered coldly amidst his rage, brushing aside her hair that had fallen due to her struggles, bending down, his handsome face resting on her shoulder, and breathing heavily into her ear, "Fond of playing the victim, huh? Fine, so you won’t think I’m not gentlemanly enough, as you wish, this time, I won’t lay a finger on you."
She realized what dreadful deed he was about to commit and her anger mixed with shame.
Just as she tried to free her hands to hit him, they were twisted and locked behind her back—both her slender arms bound at her waist—
*
Meanwhile, not long after Jiayi had gone out to look for the courier, the wedding over in the banquet hall had finished.
Chu Yanhan and Xia Tingxuan came down from the stage and returned to their seats.
Noticing that both Jiayi and Huo Zhenyang’s seats were empty and they hadn’t returned for a while, Xia Tingxuan was a bit worried, "Where did they go?"
Chu Yanhan reassured his wife, "I heard from a server that someone came with a delivery, Jiayi must have gone out to sign for it."
"To sign for it? Why is it taking so long?" Xia Tingxuan was not at ease, "I’ll go have a look."
Chu Yanhan quickly pressed his wife back down, "You’re wearing a wedding dress, it’s not convenient for you to move, let me go."
After leaving the banquet hall, Chu Yanhan went to the lobby and didn’t see anyone, so he followed the corridor back and happened to run into a PA and asked.
It just happened to be the cleaning staff who had been driven out of the restroom earlier, still shaken, after hearing Chu Yanhan’s description, he hesitated and glanced towards the restroom ahead, "A man and a woman? They seemed to have just gone into the restroom..."
"Into the restroom?" Chu Yanhan was surprised.
"Yeah, the two seemed to be arguing about something, and it was pretty intense."
Chu Yanhan drew a breath of cool air; had the two of them started arguing?
This was not good!
Fearing that Jiayi would be at a disadvantage, he dismissed the PA and rushed to the outside of the restroom, only to find the door locked from inside!
Intermittent noises were coming from the restroom.
It indeed sounded like his daughter’s voice.
His complexion changed drastically, and he began pounding on the door, "Jiayi! Are you in there? Open the door quickly!"
Meanwhile, at the washstand.
Jiayi, hearing her dad’s voice, struggled desperately to free herself from the tight grip of his hand beneath her skirt:
"...Let me out! You bastard, let me..."
She couldn’t finish her sentence before, under the chiffon skirt, his long but somewhat rough fingertips made a bold move without any restraint.
Her uncompleted sentence took on a new pitch, her cheeks immediately flushed red as if coated in rouge, staring at him in disbelief and anger.
He kept his word and didn’t take her on such an occasion, but he employed an even more shameful method to mortify her!
"You can scream louder, let your daddy hear for himself how I’m tormenting his daughter."
The man, still not satisfied, lifted his finger and wickedly traced her soft cheek on purpose.
She could feel a cold trail on her cheek, humiliated to the point of nearly dying, yet the knocking grew louder.
"Huo Zhenyang! Open the door! What exactly is going on between you and Jiayi?" Chu Yanhan, hearing no response, was truly panicked, and began calling out his name again.
He raised an eyebrow, encircled the soft, mushy waist of the woman kneeling before him at the washstand, and sniffed the neck that was already drenched with sweat, teasing her provocatively:
"Perhaps you should reply to daddy? If he gets nervous and barges in... don’t blame me for not warning you."
Suppressing her humiliation, she raised her voice, trying her best to sound normal, "Daddy... I’m fine, I’ll be out shortly, you go back to the banquet hall first."
The two were indeed inside!
Chu Yanhan breathed a sigh of relief but then furrowed his brows even more tightly, "What are you doing locked in there properly? Are you arguing again? Come out! I’ve heard from your mom that things have been strange with you these days, but this is a public place, whatever it is, come out and talk!"
This roar was not only directed at his daughter but also seemed like a warning to Huo Zhenyang.
When men and women quarrel, of course, it’s usually the woman who ends up at a disadvantage.
He was terribly afraid that his daughter would be the one at a disadvantage!
"Daddy, I’ll go out immediately, you go on... it won’t look good if someone sees," she said.
From the mirror, she saw the self-satisfied and wickedly handsome expression on the face of the man behind her, and she bit her lower lip hard.
Seeing that his daughter was alright, Chu Yanhan didn’t say much more.
Indeed, with Huo Zhenyang’s current status, it wouldn’t be good for people to see a couple quarreling; otherwise, they wouldn’t have locked themselves in the washroom.
"Then come inside quickly." Chu Yanhan left first. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢
His footsteps faded until there was no sound, and Jiayi, gathering her strength, pushed herself upright and shoved him away.
He had punished her enough, and with her push, he stepped back two steps, tilting his head slightly, lifting his hand to adjust his shirt collar as if nothing had happened, and washed his hands.
Then he pulled out a towel, cleaned his hands with elegant carelessness, and put his hands under the hand dryer.
She jumped down from the washstand, holding back the weakness in her body, with an urge to stuff the man into the toilet.
She held back yet again and finally rushed to the door, unlocking it.
Barely stepping halfway out, he, already composed, approached in two steps, grabbed her arm, and said coldly, "Let’s go in together."
*
Walking back to the banquet hall from the corridor, it was silent all the way.
Her face was pale, and she remained silent the entire time, trying to pull away from his embrace, but every time she made a slight move, he pressed her back into place.
Upon entering the banquet hall, guests along the way greeted the returning couple with raised glasses.
Throughout, he maintained the demeanor of a gentleman, holding the still trembling figure in his arm, nodding and responding to the greetings from the guests as they walked.
