Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 719 - 699: This man must be laughing himself to death

Chapter 719: Chapter 699: This man must be laughing himself to death

The last sentence landed with finality, calm and decisive, leaving Jiayi without a rebuttal, yet she still sniffled, "But—"

He softened his tone, his penetrating gaze fixing on her face, "Of course I will have a child with you, but not as a lifesaving remedy for Zaizai. You are not in the right emotional state now, let’s talk about it later."

Lifesaving remedy?

She suddenly felt somewhat ashamed by his words.

If they really had a second child, it would be her own flesh and blood, just like Zaizai...

If that child knew they were born only as a safety measure for their brother, they surely wouldn’t be happy about it either.

Seeing her daydreaming, Huo Zhenyang had already dimmed the light, returned to her, bent down, and drew her into his embrace, tucking her into the blankets.

His large hand circled her soft waist from behind, the warm strength gradually penetrating through her thin nightgown, reaching her slightly cool skin, which calmed her a great deal.

He knew that this little woman was truly terrified today, hence her panic.

A good night’s sleep might help.

The zero-distance proximity reignited the heat in his body, which had just calmed down.

She hadn’t changed her nightgown, still wearing that sexy purple semi-transparent nightdress that would make any man’s nose bleed.

It clung tightly to her skin, like a second layer of skin.

It was with difficulty that he restrained the heat within him. His thin lips grazed over her earlobe, "Now, can you sleep obediently?"

His words awakened her to the absurdity and impulsiveness of her actions that night.

She was truly frantic.

From the moment she heard Dr. Xu’s proposal about the cord blood, her mind went blank.

There was only one thought—that since cord blood was useful, they should have another child for Little Baozi.

But even if they had another child, there was no need to be so rash as to start sowing seeds that very night.

This man must be laughing at her, right?

And he must be feeling thoroughly smug!

She was somewhat indignantly embarrassed, curling up in his arms like a big prawn, silent as a clam.

But indignation aside,

regarding having another child and preserving the cord blood, she was not ready to give up—

Just as she gathered her courage to persuade him further, she heard his even breathing by her ear.

She knew he had fallen into a deep sleep, and she sighed softly.

Forget it, there will be other chances in the future.

Let’s call it a night for now.

*

The next morning when Jiayi woke up, she felt much better.

Having spent several days in the hospital with Zaizai, a good night’s rest at home helped her dark circles vanish.

In the morning, Jiayi packed a few of Zaizai’s personal clothes and some of his favorite toys into a small suitcase to take to the hospital.

Even though she hadn’t seen Zaizai for just one night, Jiayi missed him terribly. The moment she entered the ward, she hugged Little Baozi without end.

Seeing him still rosy and lively, her heart finally settled back in place.

Yeah, why was she worrying for nothing?

Zaizai was very healthy now!

She had really been scared silly last night.

After the mother and son had their fun, Auntie Li came in with a smile, carrying some fruit:

"Alright, alright, if I didn’t know better, I’d think you two hadn’t seen each other for years... Come now, have some fruit first."

Jiayi didn’t want Zaizai to stay in the hospital any longer. After they ate the fruit, she went to Dr. Xu’s office to request a discharge.

Dr. Xu agreed, "The young master’s foot injury is minor; a few days of warm compresses at home should do the trick. After the routine check-up this afternoon, you can go home anytime."

Jiayi returned to the ward where Zaizai, learning that he could be discharged today, was overjoyed. He eagerly asked, "Is Daddy coming to pick me up from the hospital?"

She nodded, "Yeah, your daddy said he would finish up the work at the city hall as soon as possible and come to the hospital to see you early. Then we’ll go home together."

Zaizai was even more excited and nearly bounced out of the hospital bed.

Throughout the day, Jiayi stayed with Zaizai at the hospital.

After the examination and lunch, it was already afternoon.

Her phone rang, she picked it up; it was a WeChat message from Huo Zhenyang, as always, just a few simple words: "At the hospital?"

She knew that if he texted or sent a message, he was usually in a meeting and couldn’t make a phone call, so she sent a few words back:

"Hmm, I asked Dr. Xu, and Zaizai can be discharged after today’s check-up. He is waiting for you to come over."

Less than a minute later, his reply came, indeed held up by a meeting: "In a meeting. Will be at the hospital by five in the evening."

Zaizai’s little head, who was watching TV, leaned over against Jiayi’s shoulder and stared at the phone: "Is that a message from Daddy?"

"Yep, Daddy said he should be able to get to the hospital by five." She waved her phone in front of Little Baozi with a flourish.

Zaizai glanced at the clock and counted on his chubby fingers, "Less than three hours to go, and Daddy will be here."

Jiayi smiled and patted her son’s head, just when her phone vibrated again.

Another WeChat message arrived: "???? Where are you."

Her lips twitched as she replied, "Got it."

The response came back immediately, as stern as his usual facial expression: "When you know, can’t you reply with a word."

He still held his phone, staring at the screen and waited for a long time.

But he ended up being ignored.

Does this woman have any sense of responsibility?

The most immoral people are those who don’t reply to messages.

Just from the words he sent, she could tell he was turning blue with annoyance.

She was amused and exasperated—did city hall meetings always have so much downtime? Such boredom.

"All right, all right, I’ll know next time, okay?" She sent a message back accompanied by a bunny emoticon wiping away tears.

Just after putting down her phone, Zaizai’s curious little voice floated over, "Is Daddy telling you jokes? I want to hear too!"

Jiayi was startled, "No, not at all."

"Then why were you smiling the whole time you were texting? And you looked so silly while smiling." Zaizai was skeptical.

She blushed, somewhat sheepish.

Is that so? No way! Little Baozi must have seen it wrong.

After watching cartoons with her son for a while, time slipped by. It was almost time for him to take his medicine.

Jiayi stood up and went to the nursing station to get Zaizai’s medicine. After the nurse prepared it, she headed back to the ward.

As she approached the door, she saw that it was ajar.

There were faint shadows moving inside.

Someone was sitting on the sofa across from the hospital bed.

Huh, is he already here?

It was just after four o’clock.

Jiayi didn’t suspect anything and continued inside, but she stopped in her tracks at the entrance.

Sitting on the sofa was Xiaolei.

On the coffee table, there was a fruit basket for visiting the sick and a toy gift box that looked rather expensive.

Wearing indoor sunglasses, Xiaolei was clad in a bright yellow casual European-style sweater, paired with skinny jeans, leather long boots, and her hair in wavy curls, exuding a celebrity aura.

The apparently casual attire was meticulously designed in the details.

Zaizai didn’t give his ’aunt’ any courtesy; he treated Xiaolei like thin air and lay on the bed watching cartoons.