Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 99 - 97: Whoever Got You Pregnant, Go Find Them

Chapter 99: Chapter 97: Whoever Got You Pregnant, Go Find Them

Having cast this sarcastic remark, Jiayi wanted to turn around and leave.

That time, Mu Qingran used dirty tricks, colluding with the maid Ayu to deliberately provoke her.

She had suffered once already, how could she be easily fooled again?

Faced with her mockery, Mu Qingran turned blue, and seeing her about to leave, panicked, holding her not-yet-obvious belly, "I’m sorry, that night, I just wanted to talk to Zhenyang, to reminisce about our past, and I couldn’t help but enter his room. He had been drinking at dinner and was somewhat out of it, so that’s how we... Zhenyang certainly hasn’t mentioned this to you, has he? Although it was an accident, regardless, I still accidentally got pregnant."

Jiayi finally witnessed what’s called having no shame at all--only an ever-increasing lack of it!

Having the audacity to go to such lengths was truly an eye-opening experience.

Her fingers loosened, and the test report fluttered to the ground, "Then, you should go look for him to take responsibility, not me. The one who got you pregnant is certainly not me."

Even though she spoke lightly, her heart was thumping hard.

If that night Mu Qingran really did sleep with Huo Zhenyang and actually got pregnant...

Why did her heart feel like it had been pricked with a needle?

Mu Qingran’s eyes suddenly reddened, she bit her lip, pressing her hand tightly against her stomach, "I’ve already said as much, shouldn’t you step aside graciously, concede willingly, and let go of him? This child is the Huo Family’s descendant; it cannot be without a father!"

The pregnancy test was something she had picked up from the hospital the day before yesterday when she came to attend the anniversary celebration.

To her, it was truly an unexpected surprise.

She had planned to show the pregnancy test to Huo Zhenyang during this year’s Huo Group anniversary celebration, but the first thing he did upon arriving on the island was to go public with his relationship with Jiayi, even announcing their engagement.

However, no matter, it was just an engagement. Hah.

What she now carried in her belly was a real and solid weight.

Old Master Huo Tianpei, like other domestic tycoons, valued the Huo family bloodline above all else.

Yao Zhenru had also said that the old master had always been hoping for Zhenyang to get married quickly, just so he could hold a fat grandson sooner, only to be disappointed time and again.

If the old master knew she had the Huo family’s grandchild in her belly, he may not look at the monk’s face, but he would look at the Buddha’s face; he would absolutely not let this child be cast adrift, and even less likely let the child bear the stigma of illegitimacy...

"That’s still your problem with him, whoever got you pregnant, you go to them," Jiayi glanced at her with disdain, unwilling to waste more words.

Mu Qingran, seeing her about to leave, gritted her teeth, "Do you really think Zhenyang went public with your relationship and got engaged to you because he likes you?"

Jiayi stopped in her tracks.

"Let me tell you, all these years, the old master has always wanted to hand over all the shares to Zhenyang, but because Zhenyang had not settled down, the old master was reluctant to entrust everything to him. Now Zhenyang’s engagement to you is just to make the old master give him the group, that’s all!"

Jiayi’s eyes flickered.

Right.

Perhaps on this point, Mu Qingran wasn’t lying.

That day when Jiayi went back to the Huo Garden for a meal with him, and he said he wanted to get engaged, the old master immediately became overjoyed and also announced that he would hand over the Huo Family’s power to him.

Was it possible that his engagement to her was truly just to gain control of the whole Huo Group?

If Mu Qingran’s pregnancy pricked her heart, then the thought of the man getting engaged to her just to seize power was like a sharp blade slicing through her heart.

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The villa.

The nanny saw Miss Jiayi come back and head straight upstairs, closing the door behind her without coming out again.

In the afternoon, after the president was done entertaining clients and returned to the villa for a rest, the nanny quickly went to greet him and reported Miss Jiayi’s unusual behavior.

Huo Zhenyang’s eyebrows knitted together, he went upstairs and knocked on her bedroom door a few times, "Open the door."

There was no response.

"Throwing a tantrum like some little princess, you really have spoiled this trinket."

He was patient, knocking twice more, "Do you really want me to ask a second time?"

Still no response.

"If you make me ask to open the door a third time, don’t blame me for not being polite when I come in," the man’s authority was severely challenged, he gritted his teeth.

Still no reply!

Just then, the nanny came upstairs with the spare key.

He opened the door and, with a loud stride, stepped inside; his full fury dissipated considerably the moment he saw her.

The little girl was sprawled on the bed, asleep, her long hair spilling down, covering most of her small face.

He walked over, sat on the edge of the bed and brushed aside the hair that covered her small face with his large hand.

The pale face Jiayi revealed had two dried streaks of tears, and her nose was also pink, just like a kitten that just cried.

Just cried?

His eyebrows knitted into a frown, and just as he was about to pick her up, a voice came from downstairs: "Mr. Huo, Miss Mu from Banan Vineyard is here, she says she is looking for you."

Ten minutes later, in the villa’s living room.

Huo Zhenyang coldly eyed the pregnancy test on the coffee table, already understanding why that little girl upstairs was ignoring him.

He had no memory of that night, only knowing that the next morning he awoke with his clothes in disarray and a splitting headache.

He vaguely remembered that Mu Qingran definitely entered his room the previous night and even climbed onto his body.

At that moment, his entire body felt aflame, desperately needing a relief, yet he still loathed this woman, so he pushed her away and tried to leave.

But just a few steps away, as if unable to withstand the heat of his body, he felt weak and lost consciousness.

"Zhenyang," Mu Qingran sat opposite the man, her eyes watery, tears brimming, "I didn’t want to tell you either, I even planned to go abroad alone, give birth to this child, and raise it myself, but it pained me to think the child would grow up without a dad, so I couldn’t help but only tell you... I know you’re engaged now, but I... I really don’t know what to do."

"Did you sleep with me that night?"

The man’s gaze was like a sharp sword of frost and snow, completely devoid of tenderness, filled only with the cold and directness of interrogating a criminal.

At the second-floor staircase, Jiayi had already been startled by the crying from below, knowing Mu Qingran had arrived, and silently watched everything downstairs.

Hearing the man’s counter-question at that moment, Jiayi understood.

That night at Huo Garden, Mu Qingran had indeed entered Huo Zhenyang’s room, and it was possible something happened between them.

Otherwise, Huo Zhenyang would have directly sent Mu Qingran away, why would he ask such a question?

Listening only to Mu Qingran’s side of the story, she could still comfort herself.

But now, with even Huo Zhenyang speaking like this, what was left to comfort herself with?

Just as she prepared herself to stay by this man’s side, to be the docile kitten beside him, another woman arrived with a bulging stomach, claiming a night of passion with him...

Which woman in the world could stay calm?

She had never experienced such a thing and felt bewildered.

In such a moment, all she wanted was to retreat into the room quickly, not wanting to witness the discussion of their passionate affair the night before and the evidence it left behind.

Huo Zhenyang, with a sharp peripheral vision, saw the flutter of her nightgown at the corner of the second-floor, discerning her intention to escape, and stood up quickly, barking an order: "Stop, come down!"

The petite figure didn’t heed the command and stubbornly tried to leave.

Without further hesitation, he took the stairs two at a time, quickly caught up to her, wrapped his hands tightly around her tiny waist, and forcefully carried her down the stairs. He then seated her on the sofa, forcing her to sit.