He simply loved watching this little woman howling to the heavens but getting no response, calling to the earth but with no avail.

Perhaps only this way could he strike at the detestable actions of this little wild cat—her indifference towards him and her refusal to take him to heart!

"You’re using violence! Winning without honor!" she panicked, truly clueless as to how to make this self-centered man leave her be.

Huo Zhenyang gave a cold laugh:

"Violence? You’re the one committing psychological violence against me! Compared to that, my ’violence’ is nothing."

The man’s half-barbarous, half-flirtatious frivolous words turned Jiayi’s cheeks burning red. In a moment of urgency, she pushed him and blurted out:

"Didn’t you just make up with Jiang Meiyi? Aren’t you going to support her, even planning to promote her as the leading lady? She’s also eager to hook up with you, you two are a perfect match, dry kindling for a fiery encounter, so why must you bother me..."

Huo Zhenyang’s eyes suddenly darkened, and a harsh expression overtook his entire face as he sneered, "Do you think you’re any different from Jiang Meiyi? Hm, you are somewhat smarter than Jiang Meiyi, able to curry favor with the old man, which is why you’ve barely been given the title of fiancée!"

Barely? Pssh! As if he was doing her a favor, right?!

Jiayi’s face turned so red it looked like it could bleed, and gathering strength from who knows where, she pushed hard against him!

With a "bang", both of them felt the ground disappear beneath them, tumbling down!

The bed frame couldn’t withstand the commotion and collapsed!

They fell onto the floor, their faces covered by several thick layers of mattress and bedsheets—

Damn it, what kind of shoddy quality is this bed!

Huo Zhenyang was frantic, but in an instant, his anger vanished completely!

Next to him, the little fellow who had fallen with him was buried under the bedsheets, with only her two little arms sticking out, desperately grasping.

Call her short and she’d argue!

His eyebrows lifted, and inexplicably, he felt amused; with a sweep of his arm, he fished her out from the pile of bedding!

Just then, the room door was knocked upon. It was the maid Xiaoyue who also took care of Huo Tianpei with Jiayi, sounding anxious:

"Miss Jiayi? What happened? The old master said he heard a loud noise from your side and sent me to check—"

Before Jiayi could respond, Xiaoyue had already opened the door on her own and saw the scene inside. She was shocked, then her face turned red!

Miss Jiayi and the young master were sitting on the floor.

The narrow single bed had collapsed long ago!

Miss Jiayi has been taking care of the old master these days and moved out of the eldest young master’s room. Could it be that the eldest young master, sleepless and alone, snuck into Miss Jiayi’s room today—to feast?

Wow! The two of them made such a ruckus, they even toppled the bed!

Xiaoyue quickly lowered her head with tact, pretending not to have seen a thing: "Young master, please continue with your tasks, my apologies."

Jiayi came back to her senses, "Xiaoyue, don’t get it wrong, there’s nothing going on between the young master and me! We were just sitting on the bed and chatting! It’s just that we accidentally... the bed collapsed because it’s too small and flimsy! Don’t go spreading rumors to the old master."

However, this excuse sounded irresistibly weak, as if the more she explained, the darker the picture she painted!

Xiaoyue’s cheeks turned even redder as if confirming guilt by denying it without being accused. She nodded perfunctorily and slammed the door shut.

After this commotion, Huo Zhenyang finally ceased his pestering and sprang to his feet.

Jiayi was still reeling from shock and startled by his sudden movement: "What are you planning to do now?"

Huo Zhenyang turned back and glanced at her indifferently, "It’s getting late, let’s go to Tianhe Cinema."

He straightened his appearance in her pink little girl’s mirror hanging on the wall and left first.

Jiayi hurried to the restroom to compose herself, and once her emotions had settled, she checked the time. It was almost time, so she took the medicine she had prepared and left her room.

She arrived at Huo Tianpei’s bedroom door and knocked, "Old master, it’s me, time for your medicine."

"Come in," Huo Tianpei’s voice came from inside.

His voice sounded more spirited than before he slept.

Jiayi breathed a sigh of relief, pushed the door open, placed the medicine on the bedside table, handed the prepared pills to Huo Tianpei, and gave him the water glass.

As Huo Tianpei took his medicine, he kept looking at Jiayi, his eyes filled with amusement.

Finally, Jiayi noticed his gaze and couldn’t help feeling a bit edgy, "Old master, why are you... staring at me? Do I... have dust on my face?"

Huo Tianpei swallowed the last pill and set the glass on the table. His typically austere tone carried a rare slyness, "Young people, I understand. Vigorous with youth, right? You all have your needs. I’m not complaining about the noise; it’s just the infirmary is rather uncomfortable. Next time, cough cough, you can use Zhenyang’s bedroom, or if not, we have so many rooms in Huo Garden, surely one suits you two."

Surely one suits you two—

Jiayi was almost in disarray, that Xiaoyue really couldn’t keep a secret, must have told the old master!

She hastily explained, "Old master, it’s not like that, he came to me just to discuss something..."

As she spoke, Jiayi barely heard her own voice anymore, feeling like she was sinking into quicksand, unable to make herself clear no matter what she said.

Huo Tianpei had assumed her reluctance towards the marriage was due to still being upset about the Mu Qingran incident.

But now it seemed their relationship wasn’t so bad, too impatient to wait for the cover of night.

He teased, "Oh, not like that? He came to talk about something? What was it?"

Jiayi knew the old master was in a miserable mood at his loneliest time, fixated on hurrying her and Huo Zhenyang into marriage to bring some joy into the house, to liven things up again.

If she didn’t clarify further, the old master, once in better health, might indeed press that man to marry her.

No, she had to dismiss the old master’s notion.

Handling that man was tough enough; coupled with an elder pressuring her for marriage, she feared her life truly would be locked into the Huo family.