Huo Zhenyang’s face was covered with a frost that could freeze someone to death.

After she went to the bathroom, it wasn’t long before Nie Yixiao also excused himself to take a call and left.

One after the other, they hadn’t come back for a long time, which aroused Huo Zhenyang’s suspicion, prompting him to go investigate.

He hadn’t expected to find this—

Such an eye-opener!

He’d long sensed something unusual about their relationship, and indeed!

His eyes quickly darkened.

Jiayi hadn’t yet snapped back to reality when Huo Zhenyang had taken large strides over, grabbed the Little Kitten, and with a "swoosh," tossed her to the side.

Then he grabbed Nie Yixiao by the collar and dragged him into the men’s restroom!

Jiayi was stunned for two or three seconds before she realized what was happening!

Even though she was afraid of the raging fury emanating from Huo Zhenyang, she still followed him into the men’s restroom.

Seeing the enraged man pinning Nie Yixiao to the marble floor, Jiayi panicked:

"You... let go... can you let go first..."

She was still speaking up for Nie Yixiao?

Huo Zhenyang’s muscular arm pinned down Nie Yixiao firmly, while his other hand casually picked up a bucket next to him and seized the toilet brush inside.

Nie Yixiao, though tall, was comparatively slender and lean, and having drunk a bit at the dinner, he was now quite weak.

Huo Zhenyang pinched Nie Yixiao’s cheek, prying open the mouth that had just kissed Jiayi, shoved the toilet brush inside, and began to stir vigorously.

Used this very mouth to kiss his woman, right?!

Fuck! Then let him give it a proper scrub!

Jiayi was in shock. The man before her was like an enraged beast, impossible to stop, save for waiting until he vented all his fury.

Only when blood trickled from the corners of Nie Yixiao’s mouth did Jiayi jump up: "Enough, enough!"

He sneered darkly, heeding her words and tossed aside the brush. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Just as Jiayi breathed a sigh of relief, Huo Zhenyang raised his hand, slightly loosened his collar, and then swung his fist down onto Nie Yixiao’s face, who lay on the floor.

"Huuh..." Nie Yixiao gasped in pain, a bright red mark appearing immediately on his handsome face.

But the man was not yet satisfied, smashing another iron fist down!

Jiayi feared Huo Zhenyang might kill Nie Yixiao right there and embraced Huo Zhenyang’s arm: "Please, that’s enough... that’s enough... this is, after all, the embassy..."

Ha, an embassy? When he was unleashing his wrath, he never cared about the location.

But being tightly held by her, he was afraid he might accidentally hurt her. His expression dark and cool, he finally stood up and dealt another harsh kick to Nie Yixiao lying on the ground.

This kick hit Nie Yixiao’s ribs, causing him to roll on the floor in pain.

"Touching my woman? You’ve got some nerve."

A bone-chilling sentence, laced with a hint of amusement.

Nie Yixiao felt a chill roll up his spine, somehow overpowering the pain on his face and the nausea in his mouth.

Huo Zhenyang grabbed Jiayi by the nape of her neck and with a "bang" swept her into his arms, then, with a cold face, kicked open the door and left the restroom.

Nie Yixiao took deep breaths, trying to pull himself up. Repulsed, he stuck his fingers down his throat and began to vomit desperately.

Afterward, he rushed to the sink, turned on the faucet, and began frantically washing his mouth...

—

Outside in the corridor, Huo Zhenyang carried Jiayi with brisk steps. Instead of returning to the dining hall he came from, he made a turn, casually pushed open a door with a "snap," and went up to the rooftop, standing firm.

The cool night air and evening breeze jolted Jiayi back to alertness.

She carefully looked at the man beside her, "I didn’t do anything with him. It was him..."

Huo Zhenyang of course also saw that it was Nie Yixiao who took the initiative, as Little Kitten had been resisting all along.

Yet even so, the man’s face remained as furious as before.

He spoke deliberately, chillingly, "Nie Yixiao is not just your sister’s boyfriend, but he has had a different relationship with you. And you’ve already remembered it, haven’t you?"

Jiayi had never been so afraid of the man before her.

His deep eyes harbored raging flames, ready to ignite at any moment.

She worried that if she didn’t tell the truth, he might actually strangle her.

She spoke hesitantly, "Nie Yixiao was my... my previous boyfriend. I vaguely remember that we grew up together, lived in a small town, went to the same school, and later, it seemed like he was the one who accompanied me to the Chu family in S Country."

The man’s face darkened further, his eyes grew more impenetrable, and a scornful smile appeared on his lips.

So it turned out she and that Nie Yixiao had been each other’s first love since childhood.

That figures, how could Little Kitten not have any suitors?

A flicker of emotion passed through her eyes, but she forcefully composed herself, "But later he fell in love with Chu Xinyu and broke up with me. That’s all I can remember for now."

The little one spoke lightly, her voice steady, as if it was quite ordinary.

But Huo Zhenyang saw the pain she was desperately trying to contain, and his eyes turned darker.

Her reaction indicated that she had deeply loved Nie Yixiao.

If it weren’t for her amnesia, she might still be in love.

No, even with the amnesia, there must still be traces of that man in her subconscious, feelings for him still lingering.

Huo Zhenyang lifted his finger, forming a sharp angle, pinning her chin and bringing her pitiful little face closer to him:

"You’ve always been pushing me away, keeping me at arm’s length, is it because you have his shadow in your heart?"

Jiayi was rendered speechless by his question, his sharp and sensitive gaze digging into her very soul.

This past year, following this man around, although she always relied on him, sometimes even unable to leave him, her heart was never quite at ease.

Always wanting to run, run, run away.

Sometimes, she thought it was because she feared she was only a bargaining chip to please the old man in his eyes, merely a cornerstone for his vast Huo family empire.

Sometimes, she thought it was because this man was too overbearing, his need for control too strong, making it hard for her to breathe, hard to accept, but now—

Could it be possible that it’s really because she, who had amnesia, was still deeply attached to another man?

So much so that she couldn’t let go of the past, couldn’t settle down?

She held her breath for a moment.

But, no matter what, she now knew that Nie Yixiao had ultimately become a thing of the past.

She bit her lip, resolute, "I don’t know. I only know that it’s over between him and me, utterly over."

Huo Zhenyang’s brows relaxed slightly, but his eyes grew even more recondite, tinged with doubt, as he scrutinized her, his tone ice cold, "How far did you and he actually go?"

A pair of childhood sweethearts, at an age brimming with vigor, he didn’t buy that they were so pure, that they hadn’t done anything.

Her first time was undoubtedly with him.

It was he who had transformed Little Kitten into a true woman.

But apart from going all the way, there are many other intimate things a man and woman can do together.

Just thinking that she might have engaged in some sort of intense intimacy with Nie Yixiao, like earlier, made Huo Zhenyang’s forehead veins bulge, his face growing cold once more.