Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 731 - 711

Xiaolei’s eyes curved in delight, unable to hide her joy, "Do I even need to say it?"

At the banquet tonight, her cousin was all hers for the entire evening.

Yet, a flash of sharpness crossed her beautiful eyes, and ultimately she couldn’t suppress the curiosity in her heart. Raising her slender arm, she propped it on Su Yan’s shoulder, leaning in close to her ear, "Speaking of which, what’s the grudge between you and my cousin’s wife? Why are you helping me like this?"

There was a subtle shift in Su Yan’s expression as she nonchalantly took Xiaolei’s hand down from her shoulder, "Isn’t your goal to get closer to your cousin, to stay by his side? I’m just helping you fulfill your wish. Why ask so many questions?"

Seeing Su Yan’s jaw clenched tight, Xiaolei simply shrugged and didn’t press any further.

***

On the other end of the city.

Red tiles and green walls surrounded the solemn and austere City Hall.

Huo Zhenyang, having finished his tasks, just stepped out of the building, accompanied by his assistant.

The assistant had brought the evening attire for the banquet to his office in advance.

Changing into a dark suit, the man transformed from a calm and reticent politician by day to a sharp and formidable tycoon of the business world.

The two strode out of the City Hall’s gatehouse, where a steel-colored Lincoln had been waiting for half the day.

When George saw the two men emerge, he opened the rear door of the car.

Huo Zhenyang hadn’t approached yet when he heard the assistant’s surprised tone, "Eh... Isn’t that the young madam?"

His expression changed, following the assistant’s gaze.

In the distance, under the French plane trees on the opposite side of the street, there was a low-key, jet-black BMW parked.

It was a Huo Family car.

Normally parked in the garage, it was used to transport Jiayi and her son.

Seeing Huo Zhenyang exit the City Hall, Jiayi got out of the car.

In that moment, she stood by the BMW clad in an evening gown, with light makeup, but seemingly nervous, fearful he would be displeased, not daring to approach, still standing on the other side of the road, eagerly watching him.

Huo Zhenyang’s brows knitted together.

The road was narrow, the streetlights bright; seeing his expression, she became even more anxious, clutching the hem of her dress and not daring to cross the road, her palms sweating.

The assistant noticed Jiayi’s outfit and realized that the young madam clearly wanted to accompany the young master to the press conference.

George hesitated for a moment, looking at Huo Zhenyang and noting that his face seemed unclear under the streetlights, unsure whether he was angry or not. He wanted to avoid any trouble that might upset the young madam and offered a solution, "Boss, shall I call the young madam over?"

He waved his hand, signaling it wasn’t necessary, and took long strides towards the other side of the road.

Seeing him approach with a stern face and a biting chill in his stride, her heart raced even more, and she even stepped back twice.

This was bad, was he angry?

He clearly didn’t want to bring her to the event, yet she took it upon herself to come...

Not until he stopped right in front of her, casting a long shadow, did she nervously mutter, "I..."

Before she could finish, his large hand enveloped her cool one in his palm.

Since before the sun had set, she had been waiting outside the City Hall building for him, afraid she would miss him and be there in vain, keeping the car window open all the while.

After being in the wind for an hour or two, her hands were cold.

But the moment he held them, they immediately warmed up.

She was surprised, he wasn’t angry?

She only heard his low and deep voice, "How long have you been here?"

"Not too long, just over two hours," she mumbled.

Just over two hours, she had waited foolishly outside. His brows furrowed even tighter, "Wouldn’t you go inside?"

Had she simply reported her identity as the mayor’s wife to the security guards at the building, who would dare to stop her from entering.

Her eyes fluttered, "You were working, I didn’t want to disturb you. Waiting in the car was fine."

He saw through her thoughts, "Are you afraid of disturbing my work, or afraid of me scolding you?"

Her eyelashes fluttered, and her heart, which had just calmed down, began to race again, "Are you angry?"

He leaned his neck down, his gaze piercing like an arrow, fixating on her anxious little face with an indifferent tone, "I’m used to it. After all, don’t you feel unable to live without getting mad at me every few days?"

"..." She bit her lip in resentment, it wasn’t so exaggerated.

His voice, cool and dissatisfied, continued to reach her, "Why didn’t you tell me you wanted to go to the press conference with me?"

She weakly responded, "I saw you didn’t tell me, and you didn’t let Auntie Li inform me either, so I thought you didn’t want to take me."

His eyes narrowed, and he lifted her delicate little chin, "Do you really want to go to the conference with me?"

She took a deep breath and nodded solemnly, "Mhm."

"Reason." He said flatly.

She was startled, the reason—

Because Su Yan this time came to Yunling with a different status.

On her first day, she cozied up to Xiaolei and then entered the company’s inner circle as Mrs. Huo.

She didn’t know what Su Yan had planned, only that Su Yan was still full of hostility towards her.

Originally, she didn’t want to bother about it, but Su Yan actually intended to send Zaizai to America. Therefore, she couldn’t just do nothing at home and let Su Yan stir up trouble.

At the very least, she had to make Su Yan understand that the Huo Family didn’t have her as the only mistress.

She tilted up her smooth, white cheek, "Because I am Mrs. Huo, I have the right to accompany you to any public occasion."

Besides that, there was another reason for attending the dinner with him today.

Another... reason that she couldn’t put into words. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Thinking about it made her cheeks inexplicably heat up, which she worked hard to push down.

His eyes, dark and morose like the waxing moon, gradually softened as he clasped her hand without hesitation, "Let’s go. It’s about time."

Jiayi let out a breath of relief and followed him across the street and into the car.

*

The time to enter the hotel was drawing near.

The sleek, black Lincoln slowly pulled up at the bottom of the steps.

The hotel servant approached and opened the rear car door.

Xiaolei, recognizing the cousin’s car, saw Su Yan giving her a signal and, lifting her skirt, couldn’t wait to descend the steps to greet her cousin at the hotel.

The car door opened and Huo Zhenyang’s long legs hit the ground.

Dressed in a dark blue suit that accentuated his striking, upright figure, his face cold and restrained yet dignified, instantly gathered the flashbulbs of all the media present.

Flash after flash, the white light flickered nonstop, turning night into day.

"Cousin—" Xiaolei quickened her pace and approached the car, already raising her delicate arm, ready to escort the man into the venue.

But then, she froze.

Huo Zhenyang paused mid-step, turned around, and with a raised hand, blocked the car door.

A petite figure emerged from the car, took hold of his arm, and came into everyone’s line of sight.

The cameras halted for a moment, then, recognizing Mrs. Huo, they began snapping even more furiously.

Xiaolei’s steps rooted on the spot, unable to continue forward, nor could she retreat, her face awash with embarrassment.

The sister-in-law... wasn’t she not coming?

With her arrival, it was no longer possible for Xiaolei to be the one by her cousin’s side tonight.

Xiaolei felt utterly ruined, her beautifully made-up face growing dim.

Jiayi, holding onto the arm of the man beside her, headed into the hotel, leaving the flashbulbs and Xiaolei behind her.

Su Yan hadn’t expected Jiayi to come, clearly a move to assert her status and warn her.