Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 78 - 76: Wrath of Thunder

Phoenix Villa, a wealthy estate on the coast, stood in the night adorned with cold stars.

The gates of the Huo Family villa were ajar, with servants standing on either side, always ready to welcome the return of their master.

The car shot into the gate like lightning, swerving in a beautiful arc!

In the quiet of the night, a shrill "screech" of brakes pierced the silence and came to a steady halt.

The metallic sheen of the car body appeared so mysterious in the dark night, it was even chilling to the bone.

Aunt Ping and several servants jumped in shock; they had wanted to greet him, but now none of them dared to even breathe heavily!

The man with an exceedingly grim expression, dragging a frantically struggling girl, "bang," kicked open the car door with agitation bordering on rage, got out, and walked toward the villa.

The servants dared not block his way, all too afraid to even breathe, they just watched helplessly and stepped aside.

"Mmmh, mmm... ah... let me go, let me... down... scum..."

With paper stuffed in her mouth, Jiayi’s speech was unclear. Because she struggled too much, her strength was nearly exhausted.

Knowing she couldn’t overcome him, her voice became frightened and weak, "...please..."

Huo Zhenyang strode forward without pausing, carrying the girl into the villa and heading straight for the second floor.

Reaching her bedroom door, "bang," he kicked it open, went inside, and then, kicking up his foot, slammed the door shut with force!

He threw the wildly struggling kitten in his arms onto the soft, spacious sofa with a "smack"!

Jiayi was left dizzy from the throw, her hands and feet still bound by ropes, leaving her with no chance to escape.

After throwing her onto the sofa, Huo Zhenyang stood up straight, his face indifferent, a storm hiding behind his cold eyes and brows as he slowly undid his shirt buttons with his slender, fair fingers.

One, two, three...

Until they were all undone.

He took off his shirt, flung it aside with a "smack," revealing his well-proportioned and strong upper body.

His body, well-maintained from exercise, was a sun-kissed bronze, dotted with sweat borne from excitement.

What should have been a healthy and radiant perfect figure, at that moment, under the man’s furious wrath, resembled a ferocious beast ready to pounce and devour its prey, instilling great fear.

Her little face turned deathly pale.

What was he going to do?

Huo Zhenyang did not care about her terror. Before Jiayi could react, he pounced like a predatory beast, supporting himself with his arms at her sides, his voice angrier than she had ever heard it:

"Do you like slumming with men, huh? Fine, I’ll oblige you."

Jiayi’s complexion drained of all color, growing even paler.

Oblige what?

In her moment of shock, the iron-like grand figure leaned closer; his eyes red with rage were like beasts lurking in the darkness, snapping to life!

The man lifted her delicate face, yanked out the paper from her mouth tossing it aside, and pressed against her lips: "Was it with this little mouth that you kissed other men, huh? Ah... like this? Or maybe like this?"

............

She was stunned, no longer able to delude herself that he might spare her, and tears suddenly cascaded out—

"Mmm..." She came to her senses, feeling immense pain in her mouth, excruciating pain.

She finally realized the foolish thing she had just done, provoking someone she should never have provoked!

Oh God, had she lost her mind?

In an attempt to infuriate him, she actually kissed Xue Jingchuan before his very eyes!

She was simply insane!

Wasn’t this like shitting on this man’s head?

The moment she did it to Xue Jingchuan, she should have expected this kind of consequence!

Even if she now claimed that it was just a light touch, a fleeting brush against Xue Jingchuan’s cheek, could she really stop the towering rage of this man?

But what frightened her even more was yet to come—

As she struggled, his large hand, like a coarse blade, tore away with one swift pull!

A ripping sound, shrill and jarring!

"Don’t..." She screamed, like a little bird with broken wings, disregarding her injuries, desperately struggling until she could bear it no more, and her vision darkened.

He sensed her abnormality, and when he clearly saw her, his expression changed abruptly!

Her eyes were tightly closed, her long eyelashes clumped together, her little face terribly pale, tears dried, she had passed out!

Her slender hands and feet, still bound by ropes, had several bruises, probably from accidentally hitting the sofa armrests and walls while struggling.

In an instant, all his anger dissipated into nothingness!

"Aunt Ping! Aunt Ping!" He picked up the unconscious Jiayi, cradling her in his arms, casually grabbed a blanket to wrap her up, and called out loudly.

Aunt Ping and several servants had already been waiting downstairs, hearts pounding with fear.

At the sound of Master Huo’s voice, Aunt Ping immediately rushed upstairs.

Upon entering the bedroom, Aunt Ping was stunned.

Miss Jiayi’s eyes were closed, appearing to have fainted, with bruises on her elbows and ankles, and her dress torn to shreds.

Aunt Ping’s face turned red with embarrassment, and for a moment she found herself speechless. Had Master Huo just... with Miss Jiayi...?

Although Master Huo had brought women to Phoenix Villa before, he had never been as wild as today.

It wasn’t until Huo Zhenyang barked, "Call the private doctor!" that Aunt Ping snapped out of it and hurried downstairs.

An hour later.

Under the star-filled sky, at the entrance of Phoenix Villa, a car stopped.

The private doctor, carrying a medical kit, hurried in, instantly sensing the solemnity and chill in the living room.

Under the auspices of the man’s commanding gaze and Aunt Ping’s reminders, the doctor hurried upstairs.

Twenty minutes later, the doctor came out of the bedroom, went downstairs, and approached the man on the couch.

A cigar was clamped between the man’s fingers; his handsome face was dark and grim in the swirling smoke, his muscles taut.

"Master Huo, Miss Jiayi is fine, I’ve applied medicine oil to the bruises on her limbs. They’re just minor scrapes and will heal in a few days," the family doctor reported truthfully.

"If it’s nothing, then why did she faint? And why hasn’t she woken up yet?" Huo Zhenyang asked, setting down the cigar, his voice cold.

The private doctor hesitated, seeming reluctant to speak. Under the man’s stern gaze, he finally blushed slightly and confessed:

"...Miss Jiayi was frightened. Generally, women experience varying degrees of physiological tension their first time, and in severe cases, some, like Miss Jiayi, can have a strong reaction, such as resistance, struggling, or even spasms, convulsions, fainting. However, there are no issues, I’ve just given Miss Jiayi a sedative. She’ll be all right after a night’s sleep. But, personally, I suggest, cough cough, Master Huo could be a bit more gentle next time, cough cough, not so... intense...."

Aunt Ping, standing by the side, sighed with relief upon learning that Jiayi was okay.

However, upon hearing the doctor’s last comment, Aunt Ping couldn’t help but cover her mouth to chuckle.

Huo Zhenyang’s face turned awkward. He hadn’t even done much to that girl, and she fainted; was that called intense?

After a moment, he cleared his throat with a cough, then put down the cigar and waved his hand impatiently, "Fine, you may go."