Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 720 - 700 Who Else Is Here?

Xiaolei had no illusions that the little brat would be affectionate toward her.

She had mentally prepared herself and wasn’t the least bit angry. Instead, she nonchalantly played with a latest-model remote control car right under Zaizai’s watchful eyes:

"Zaizai, Aunt heard that this is your favorite model. Look, this is the latest from America, just released. Even your daddy probably hasn’t had the chance to buy it for you yet."

Zaizai did not even blink, as if he were a country bumpkin seeing the big city for the first time. Did she really think a toy would buy him off?

With a tilt of his little head and a disdainful snort, he was the epitome of haughtiness.

Xiaolei was deflated but not discouraged. She boldly placed the remote control car on the spacious hospital bed and then deliberately picked up the remote, trying to entice Little Baozi: "Look, Zaizai, it’s a brand-new model, a replica Ferrari, no less. Come on, play with Aunt—Is that okay?"

Before she could finish speaking, Zaizai’s chubby little arm swung out!

"Smack!"

The expensive remote control car crashed to the ground, a hunk of its paint chipping off.

Xiaolei’s face instantly turned a mottled mix of red and pale.

The ill-mannered little brat, surely a bastard born out of wedlock!

Even if he returned to the Huo Family and acknowledged his ancestry, what then? He couldn’t shake off that wild streak.

Just like his birth mother, a laughingstock indeed, claiming to be a "Miss Chu," she still grew up in secrecy, unseen by the world!

She bit back her anger until she managed to suppress the upset rising in her throat.

Although Xiaolei remained silent, the venomous look she shot Zaizai spoke volumes. Jiayi could guess what Xiaolei was thinking just by seeing her furrowed brows.

Just then, Zaizai saw his mommy coming in and cried out, "Mommy—"

Xiaolei quickly adjusted her expression, turned around, and with a twist of her plump lips said, "Cousin-in-law, I came to see Zaizai."

Jiayi walked over, her graceful eyebrows slightly raised, her tone still fairly polite, "That’s thoughtful of you. But, I heard your cousin-in-law didn’t invite you over, did he?"

Xiaolei hadn’t expected such a direct approach, where the first sentence seemed meant to send her away, using her cousin-in-law to pressure her, which made her both annoyed and amused.

Finally, puffing out her chest, she took off her dark sunglasses and stared down the small woman before her with a pair of piercing eyes, full of confidence and seemingly unconcerned about her cousin possibly getting mad: "Yes, my cousin didn’t want me to come to the hospital. However, someone asked me to come along. I couldn’t refuse. I believe my cousin won’t mind."

Someone?

Apart from Xiaolei... who else had come?

Jiayi’s eyes flickered slightly, noticing for the first time a brownish-red Birkin crocodile leather bag with diamonds, resting on the sofa next to Xiaolei.

Being a fashion designer, she was well aware of current trends.

The platinum bag was the latest limited edition of the season, not yet available in China.

Even overseas, it’s pre-order only, highly sought after, currently reserved for top-tier platinum VIP customers only.

Worth nearly a million.

At this moment, the sound of water running from the tap came from the hospital room’s en-suite bathroom.

The clear sound of high heels against the floor approached until it came to a stop.

The young woman in front of her smiled slightly, "Xiaoyi, long time no see."

Jiayi’s pupils tightened—it was Su Yan.

She had come from America.

Su Yan glanced at Zaizai on the bed: "The old master was terribly worried when he heard Zaizai was injured. He’s not in good shape himself right now, so he sent me to check on things. I just got off the plane this morning, called Huo Shao, but he’s probably busy, didn’t get my call. Knowing Xiaolei was in Yunling, I contacted her and had her accompany me to the hospital."

The condition of Huo Tianpei recuperating in America was periodically inquired about through calls made by Ade on behalf of Huo Zhenyang.

Jiayi heard that the old man was able to speak a bit more clearly now, but he still suffered from hemiplegia and needed someone to take care of all his daily needs.

Like all stroke patients, Huo Tianpei, because of his long-term bed rest, often felt depressed and his temper grew increasingly worse, scaring away several caretakers. Only Su Yan, familiar with the old man’s temperament and accustomed to serving him, could appease him.

For this reason, after Su Yan accompanied Huo Tianpei back to America, Huo Zhenyang didn’t continue to force her to leave. He planned to wait until the old man’s condition stabilized a bit more before discussing the matter.

So Su Yan stayed by Huo Tianpei’s side.

For some reason, Jiayi felt that Su Yan, who came back this time, seemed different from before.

Her eyes flickered, and she glanced at the platinum bag on the sofa.

Su Yan had once been the chief female secretary of the Huo Group in America, with a substantial annual salary, a bona fide member of the white-collar elite.

But even with a generous salary, she wouldn’t have been able to afford such an exorbitantly expensive platinum bag.

And that platinum handbag obviously belonged to Su Yan.

She withdrew her gaze, then carefully began to scrutinize Su Yan.

She was dressed in a black and white Chanel suit, understated yet luxurious, and the pair of pearl earrings she wore was also a custom piece from the same brand, which complemented her outfit perfectly.

Compared to the exceptional chief female secretary that had previously been at Huo Zhenyang’s side, Su Yan now possessed an inexplicable sense of nobility.

And this nobility was clearly built with money.

Jiayi couldn’t help a furrow of doubt forming between her brows.

Su Yan noticed her surprise but remained silent, bending down to pick up the remote control car.

Then she sat down beside the sickbed and gently smiled, "Zaizai, this is a special gift I brought from America just for you. If you don’t like this one, it’s okay. I can ask someone to buy another one for you, alright?"

Jiayi’s lips twitched, "No need, the toys his daddy bought for him are already too many, he can’t even play with them all."

"It’s okay, for a young master of the Huo Family, what’s a few more toys?" Su Yan laughed, then turned towards Zaizai, "In a few days, I’ll have Aunt Xiaolei bring you another new toy, okay?"

The young master of the Huo Family...?

The speaker may not have intended much, but the listener found it peculiar. Jiayi felt an odd stir in her heart, but she didn’t dwell on it too much. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

The last sentence made her feel uncomfortable.

Letting Xiaolei bring toys over?

It was Su Yan who came to Yunling on behalf of Huo Tianpei to visit Zaizai. Even if she couldn’t contact Huo Zhenyang immediately after getting off the plane, shouldn’t she have called Disheng to inquire?

Instead, she got in touch with Huo Zhenyang’s cousin.

What exactly was she trying to do?

Jiayi’s eyelids twitched, "Zaizai is being discharged today, there’s no need. I’m sorry, but we are in the middle of processing the discharge paperwork, so we might not be able to host you at the moment."

Her words were very clear.

Eight characters, unwilling to entertain, please leave soon.

Xiaolei bit her lip, but upon seeing the look from Su Yan that suggested staying calm, she managed to contain her displeasure and sat down again.

Su Yan looked at Jiayi in front of her; perhaps for the convenience of taking care of the child, she wore a loose white sweater with dark navy skinny jeans and a pair of pure white sneakers. Her hair was draped over her shoulders, with no trace of makeup.

Even as a woman of the Huo Family, she still dressed plainly, like a female student.

Far from what the wife of the young master of the Huo Family should look like.

And yet, this appearance was exactly what her once-aspired man considered his favorite.