Huo Zhenyang narrowed his eyes, his tall figure leaning casually against the railing as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Miss Huang’s face turned beet red, she who had appeared untidy like a maid and a former young mistress of the Huo Family downstairs, was now completely transformed. Under the man’s kisses, her powdered face blossomed like spring, her cheeks flushed like peach blossoms, as enchanting as a captivating cat.

Mrs. Huo had just said Huo Zhenyang had nothing to do with his ex-wife!

It was enough that this ex-wife lived in the Huo Family’s residence, but now the two of them were still...

The old master of the Huo Family and Mrs. Huo had even allowed her to have a matchmaking meeting with Young Master Huo.

Were they playing with her?

He was clearly still together with his ex-wife!

Miss Huang felt an overwhelming sense of humiliation.

Su Yan heard the commotion and came up, only to see Miss Huang with a flaming face, eyes fixated on the two, unsure what had happened. She stepped forward and grasped her hand: "Miss Huang, what’s wrong..."

Before she could finish, Miss Huang fiercely pulled her hand away, eyes blazing with fire, glaring at Su Yan:

"Enough! You’ve bullied me too much! You said they had nothing between them, and yet you made me go on a matchmaking visit with Young Master Huo, allowing me to come here and be humiliated!... Wuu wuu wuu, I’m going back to tell Daddy, you... you are such a bully!"

Saying this, she wiped away her tears and ran downstairs.

"Miss Huang!" Su Yan didn’t know what had happened, but she knew that Miss Huang had been deliberately driven away by Jiayi. Stomping her foot, she glared at the couple and with a snort, chased after her. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

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After that evening, Huo Zhenyang’s matchmaking dinners finally came to a halt.

It was said that Miss Huang went home and wept to her parents, complaining that Young Master Huo had never cut ties with his ex-wife, who still lived in the Huo Family’s home and seemed very close with him.

The Huang family, who owned KG Construction, were naturally displeased, and her father made a call to Huo Tianpei wanting an explanation.

On the phone, Mr. Huang restrained his anger, the subtext of his words was roughly that although the Huang family’s wealth might not match the Huo Family’s, his daughter should not be treated so poorly, asking if the Huos were looking down on the Huang family. Knowing well that Young Master Huo had not severed ties with his ex-wife, who even still resided at the Huo Family’s house, what was the meaning of letting his daughter go on a matchmaking date with him? To be a concubine?

Huo Tianpei pacified Mr. Huang with a few words, finally calming him down.

Afterward, Su Yan was severely scolded for arbitrarily bringing Miss Huang over to Huo Zhenyang.

Following this incident, several families that were preparing their daughters for matchmaking with Huo Zhenyang found excuses not to attend the matchmaking dinners.

After all, none wanted their daughters to suffer the same embarrassment as Miss Huang.

Seeing this, Huo Tianpei had no choice but to temporarily shelf the arrangements for his son’s matchmaking.

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In a white-tiled, red-brick villa in the suburbs.

Liang Anya, heavily pregnant, had just seen off Jiayi who had come to visit her.

Her due date was a little over a month away.

Jiayi had visited her a few times recently.

At first, Si Yuheng was very reluctant, and only tolerated it for the sake of Young Master Huo. Nevertheless, he had someone stand guard at the door, monitoring every move between her and Jiayi, and urging them every ten minutes.

It was exactly like visiting someone in prison.

Liang Anya itched with hate, but on second thought, wasn’t she essentially in prison now?

No, it was even more miserable than being in prison.

Other prisoners didn’t need to give birth, yet she had to have a child to be "released".

Jiayi came a few times, and Liang Anya also heard about the recent changes and situation of the Huo Family from her.

The young master Huo returned to the group and with a decisive strike sent the second young master of the Huo Family, who came back to fight for power, to the hands of Interpol.

Most importantly, she heard from Jiayi that Xiaolei’s death was actually related to Su Yan.

It’s just that there was no evidence, so for the moment, Su Yan has not been accused.

That same evening after learning this, Si Yuheng came back to the bedroom, and Liang Anya couldn’t wait to discuss it with him.

Si Yuheng came to China this time to investigate the real murderer who killed Xiaolei; she hadn’t forgotten!

If Si Yuheng could help, perhaps they would be able to find the evidence to bring Su Yan to justice sooner!

However, Si Yuheng just lazily hummed a response, crossed his long legs on the couch, grabbed the tablet, and started browsing the news.

Liang Anya was fuming with rage, throwing a pillow at him: "’Hmm’ what does that mean?"

"I’ve known for a while that Boris’s daughter’s death was related to the new Mrs. Huo."

Si Yuheng caught the pillow, frowned, and glanced at the woman’s prominently pregnant belly.

She’s close to giving birth and still acting recklessly, if she gives birth prematurely, he will definitely kill her!

Liang Anya was stunned: "If you had known earlier, why haven’t you hurried to gather evidence?"

Si Yuheng shrugged his shoulders: "What’s the rush? I just don’t want to be in such a hurry to find evidence."

Liang Anya was shocked: "What do you mean? Isn’t your mission for coming to China this time to help Boris find the real killer of his daughter?"

Si Yuheng’s infuriatingly long legs kicked straight out, rested on the coffee table, and, with his arms as a pillow behind his head, his gem-like eyes shone with an eerie glint: "Once I find the evidence, I have to personally go back to my country to report to Boris. You’re about to give birth, and I may not even be in time to see the birth of my heir. What’s the hurry in finding the evidence after the child is born? What’s the rush? Boris’s daughter is already dead, and the murderer isn’t going anywhere; what difference does it make whether justice is served one day earlier or later?"

Liang Anya was dumbfounded; this man, just to watch over her from pregnancy to childbirth, had even deliberately postponed the mission.

She slumped onto the bed, speechless for a long time. Her eyes fixed firmly on him, somewhat dazed.

Although she had long decided to give birth to the child in exchange for her freedom, to be honest, there was still a glimmer of vain hope in her heart.

What if, during the period they lived together, she upset him and he took out his anger on the child, eventually deciding to give up on it?

If he would let her go, even if it was close to the due date, she would immediately go to have an abortion.

She admits that she has developed a bit of affection for the child; if she didn’t want it, she would definitely feel somewhat distressed.

But it’s better to endure the pain briefly than persist with it; truly giving birth to this child may lead to a lifetime of misery!

She and this man can never be together; to leave the child after giving birth, being aware of its existence but never being able to see it, must be agonizing.

And now, it seems that the vain hope and expectation she had before were completely in vain.

The preciousness of this child to Si Yuheng even surpasses his mission to China.

He will never give up the fetus in her womb.

She could only resign herself to fate, give birth to the child honestly, then hand the child over to him, and leave in disgrace.

"Woman, why aren’t you saying anything? Lost your voice?"

Si Yuheng furrowed his brows, lifted his gaze from the tablet on his knees to her, not knowing what she was thinking.

She had been incessant in her chatter just a moment ago, and now she suddenly fell silent, which he found unusual.

She seemed as if she hadn’t heard him, with a gaze as if her soul had left her body, and her focus blurred, her face a little pale.