Indeed, Zaizai exuded a look of frustration and sat up, hands on hips:

"Chu Jiayi, how can you still sleep? If I were you, I’d be freaking out by now, a vixen has actually shown up at our door."

She was both crying and laughing: "What can I do then, grab a big stick and drive her out? This is arranged by your grandfather, and besides, their family has been working with Huo Family for many years, your daddy has to give them some face."

Zaizai seemed to understand somewhat.

He also knew that in this world, many things couldn’t be done as one wishes, even powerful people like daddy can’t just do whatever they want, everyone has their vulnerabilities.

Grandpa is daddy’s father, and the chairman of Huo Group.

If daddy doesn’t give face and angers Grandpa, it might not end well.

Alas, being an adult is no fun, everything has to be so rational, weighing pros and cons, considering consequences.

Daddy clearly doesn’t want to go on blind dates, and Mommy clearly doesn’t want daddy to go on blind dates either.

Little Baozi expressed unhappiness, mumbling with lips, counting on fingers, "Anyway, I don’t like daddy going on blind dates with other women, and I don’t want to see Grandpa’s wife bring unfamiliar aunties to our home, I don’t want them to be so intimate with daddy! Seeing them affects my mood."

Alas, even the little ones can feel upset.

Jiayi both cried and laughed, but she was most afraid of seeing Zaizai unhappy, Little Baozi being displeased; her heart also grew anxious, and hence she kissed Little Meatball several times fiercely, "Alright, alright, Mommy promises, no more strange aunties coming, okay?"

Zaizai gave her a doubtful look that questioned her capability, looking at Jiayi.

Jiayi solemnly nodded as if she was forced to do something unavoidable, tucking him into the bed and turning off the light.

As she walked out of Zaizai’s bedroom and closed the door, she slightly gathered her thoughts.

From arranging blind date dinners to bringing the date home today, Su Yan had become increasingly audacious.

In a few more days, would she boldly bring a woman directly into his bed?

If Jiayi didn’t react, Su Yan would probably continue to press forward.

Jiayi returned to her room, looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn’t help but self-mock, no wonder that Miss Huang looked disdainful at her.

She removed her hair clip, letting her hair cascade down her shoulders, and threw off her greasy apron to the side.

After washing her face, she changed into a dress, thought for a moment, and then applied light makeup.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she finally exhaled in relief.

She needed to show Su Yan by her actions that this was her territory, not to be trespassed casually. Never think of bringing random women here anymore.

More importantly, she had to win back her man.

Mommy’s words from today’s phone call echoed in her mind: "...do you really want to see him going on a date with another woman... even if it’s just to appease the old man, even if it’s just putting on a show, are you really willing..."

Back then she didn’t answer Mommy, but now, the answer was ready to burst out, so clear.

She doesn’t want to.

She doesn’t want to at all.

He is her man, a man who can only pamper, cherish, and protect her alone.

Jiayi stepped out and closed the door.

As she turned around, she noticed Huo Zhenyang, who had unknowingly made his way upstairs, standing ahead in the corridor, his dark eyes curiously studying her.

Worried that she might be upset, he took advantage of Miss Huang cleaning the clothes to come upstairs, thinking she would hide in her room like an ostrich, avoiding visibility.

But her unexpected appearance in front of him caught his eye.

The goose-yellow dress, recently bought by him, clung perfectly to her body, accentuating her soft curves.

He had the typical male aesthetic, enjoying purchasing clothes that highlighted her figure, but was not outdated in his taste.

The dress he bought for her was a latest design by a famous designer, filled with youthful color, yet the V-neck and slightly revealing back added a mature charm, complementing her fair skin and black hair, pure yet seductively enticing.

Since she moved back to Disheng, he had bought her too many clothes for her to wear them all at once, so he watched her for a while until she spoke: "Why have you come up?"

He walked over, his gaze still fixed on her: "Hmm, just checking on you."

"Checking on me?" Jiayi understood his implication: "Are you worried I’d be upset?"

"You can be quite petty, quite possibly." He slid a stray strand of her hair behind her ear, not without a teasing tone, then leaned down, his handsome face close to her ear, his breath warm: "How about it, got a taste of my seriousness today? Still want me to go on blind dates?"

She was scalded by his burning breath, her body heating up.

Just then, a click of a door opening came from not far behind.

It was from the bathroom at the end of the corridor.

Miss Huang must have finished organizing the clothes and came out.

On instinct, Jiayi immediately tiptoed and looped her arms around Huo Zhenyang’s neck.

After a brief moment of confusion, he quickly understood what she wanted to do, this clever woman finally had a realization.

His eyes intently gazed at the petite woman in front, full of interest yet teasing, his arms lazily placed by his sides, not reaching out to reciprocate her proactive embrace,

He didn’t mind her being more forward, more passionate.

She noticed the deliberate look in his eyes, couldn’t care less about anything else, bit her lip, tiptoed higher, tilted up her face, and pressed her lips against his beautifully shaped thin lips.

He hesitated no more, his large hands supporting her slender waist, quickly turned her around, her body pressed against the carved railing of the corridor, meeting her fervent sweet kiss with passion.

During a momentary breath exchange, he taught her playfully by her ear: "If you want her more upset, you could put in more effort."

Jiayi, of course, knew what he meant by "more effort", her cheeks warming up, but obediently, as he suggested, her slender hands slowly slid down his back reaching the tail of his spine, her sharp nails pinching into his bulging muscles, her movements exceedingly tender.

It was mildly painful for him, yet immensely soothing as he breathed out softly, seizing the initiative, he simply wrapped his arms around, lifting her and placing her on the railing.

"Hmm..." Before she could react, seated on the railing, she widened her eyes at him, about to speak but once again he sealed her lips—

She sensed his forceful dominance, her pupils shrinking.

They were just supposed to be acting to make Miss Huang leave quickly, yet unexpectedly stirred up his interest!

Oh no, this is playing with fire! Someone save me...

Right then, behind her, the sound of high heels came to a halt, followed by Miss Huang’s exclamation:

"You, what are you doing—"

Seizing the moment he released her, Jiayi quickly pushed away from him, jumped off the railing, facing the panicked Miss Huang, she gently wiped her slightly swollen lips, her eyes agile like a cat’s, blinking twice, she lifted her slender arms, wrapping them around the man’s neck like a queen claiming her territory:

"Didn’t Miss Huang see for yourself?"