Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 737 - 717: Go Pick Him Up

Jiayi glanced at Little Baozi, signaling "See, I told you," then said into the phone, "It’s okay, no rush, take your time talking."

What do you mean, no rush! Does she actually want to spend the night outside?

Mommy tells Daddy not to hurry, but Zaizai is in a hurry, "No, I want Daddy to come back quickly!"

"What’s wrong with Zaizai?" Huo Zhenyang could tell from his son’s unusual response.

Jiayi hemmed and hawed.

"Speak," he frowned.

Her eyelashes fluttered, and she admitted honestly, "He heard that Su Yan and Xiaolei went with you, and that’s why he started fussing."

Huo Zhenyang chuckled, the kid sure is wary, much smarter than his mother.

Yet, as his smile faded, a slight dejection washed over his face.

Even the four-year-old Little Baozi was afraid he’d fall into a woman’s spiderweb, yet she seemed not to worry at all?

Even through the phone, he couldn’t help but want to punish her, his voice lowering, the tone distant and slightly wicked as it traveled through the waves, "What about you?"

"Hmm?" She didn’t catch on at once.

His voice was stern, low and fierce, "Xiaolei is with me, and you don’t care?"

This man, always thinking out of the box. She was dumbfounded, "She’s now the spokesperson for the group’s product, isn’t it normal for you two to attend events together? What could I possibly mind?"

When she needed him, she’d sweetly coo ’hubby’ and even got on him in the car.

But when she didn’t need him, she acted like it didn’t matter.

He felt an irritating sense of being used and then cast aside, his voice turning cold, "So should I just spend the night outside?"

Zaizai heard everything, his expression changing instantly.

Jiayi was taken aback, "Oh."

He had already said so, what else could she possibly say?

Oh?

Huo Zhenyang’s displeasure surged, he had only meant to test her, but didn’t expect this little woman to actually agree!

He felt like he had dug a hole and jumped in himself.

After a long while, he said with a darkened handsome face, "Then let’s leave it at that."

As soon as Jiayi hung up the phone, Zaizai sprang up, "Mommy, you’re really letting Daddy spend the night outside!"

Jiayi, somewhat perturbed by her son’s outcry, still argued, "What can we do? Didn’t you hear him? He’s meeting with a big client, there’s a lot of business to discuss tonight, and it’s far in the harbor area. If it gets too late, it’s not convenient to come back. It’s normal for him to rest on the yacht overnight."

"No! Absolutely not! No matter how late, he can still come home! Let’s go to the port now, by the time we get there, Daddy should be almost done, and then we can take Daddy home." Zaizai planned like a little strategist.

Jiayi couldn’t help but laugh, "Go pick him up?"

"Yes! Daddy always picks me up from school, so I want to pick Daddy up from work!" Zaizai’s eyes welled up, looking pitiful.

Jiayi really felt defeated by him, hesitated for a moment.

Zaizai tugged at Mommy’s hand again, "If Daddy sees us coming to pick him up, he’ll definitely be happy."

Jiayi felt a stir in her heart, and without knowing why, she didn’t refuse her son, blurting out, "Alright then. You eat your dinner first."

——After all, it was Zaizai who insisted on picking him up.

Zaizai, elated by Mommy’s consent, perked up.

It seems Mommy also doesn’t want Daddy to spend the night outside. She says one thing but means another.

Hastily gobbling up dinner, Zaizai followed Jiayi out the door, bouncing excitedly.

Auntie Li, knowing the young lady and the little master were going out at night, and to the port so far away, had already arranged a car early on, instructing the driver to take the two.

Jiayi and Zaizai got into the car, and the driver started the engine, heading toward the harbor district.

By the time they arrived at the private yacht marina, night was ink-black, with the sea and sky as one. It was already past ten o’clock.

The Huo family’s car came to a stop.

Among the layered ranks of yachts of all sizes under the night sky, a white three-tiered mega yacht was particularly eye-catching.

From the deck, the sound of the band’s accompaniment drifted over.

Without needing to look closely, one could tell that there was a hustle and bustle of elegance and merriment on board, a party in full swing.

Jiayi glanced at the time, then at the yacht’s entrance, where several bouncers tasked with maintaining order at the party stood guard, and people periodically disembarked and headed to the shore to retrieve their cars.

It seemed the party was nearly over, coming to an end.

Not wanting to disturb him during important discussions, she first phoned George.

When George heard that the young madam and the young master had arrived, he said, "The young master and Mr. Lin are almost finished with their talk. I’ll go let the young master know right away, ask him to come out—"

She hurriedly said, "Don’t rush him. Since it’s almost done, there’s no hurry. Zaizai and I will just wait for you all in the car until you come down."

George thought about it and agreed, then hung up the phone.

Though Zaizai bore the mission of picking up daddy to come home, after waiting with mommy for a while, he couldn’t help but yawn repeatedly.

At home, daddy was very strict about bedtime, insisting he be in bed by nine o’clock at the latest.

He had developed a habit, and now he was struggling to stay awake.

Seeing Little Baozi’s eyelids drooping, as if he were saying, "I can’t take it anymore, I need to retire to bed; the kingdom is your concern now..." Jiayi couldn’t help but smile.

She draped the spare blanket in the car over her son and let him lie down, then asked the driver to turn up the car’s heating a bit.

As she patted her son to sleep, she looked out the car window toward the yacht moored on the sea.

The ocean at night was quiet and gentle.

It was hard to tell if it was an illusion, or if the beauty of the night scene could stimulate some strange hormones, but she felt somewhat emotionally stirred.

Waiting quietly like this for him to finish his business, then returning home together as a family of three—it actually didn’t feel bad.

There was also a faint warmth.

Since registering their marriage, getting married, and moving into Disheng, so much time had passed...

Even though she had called him "husband" several times verbally, it felt like only at this moment did she truly grasp the reality that he was her husband.

A husband is within a zhang (an ancient Chinese unit of length), only then is he a husband.

Perhaps it’s like waiting quietly for his return, not far from him, as she was doing right now?

Once, she thought she would live such a life with Nie Yixiao

After she went to S Country, the two of them were in the sweet phase of a new romance.

Brother Yixiao said, "After we get married, I’ll support you, and you can stay at home."

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old her foolishly asked back: "I’ll be bored alone at home, what can I do?"

Brother Yixiao smiled gently, and the tenderness in his eyes could melt her: "You can take care of our baby. If you’re bored, you can pick me up every day with him, and then the three of us can go home hand in hand."

The memory was deeply imprinted.

So much so that it became her greatest longing for a beautiful marriage.

In her mind, such a scene was the happiness she pursued.

Only, she hadn’t expected... the male lead in this scene had turned upside-down, changing into a different person.

And this man, whom she had once resisted and later reluctantly complied with,

She found, to her surprise, that she had allowed him to brazenly invade her dreams, taking over the role that used to belong to Brother Yixiao.