Disheartened, I Fled from the CEO with Our Babies
Chapter 123 Ambiguity~

Chapter 123: Chapter 123 Ambiguity~

As Young Master Huo’s voice trailed off, Tang Jiuze lifted his chin provocatively at An Ge and taunted,

"If you want to see how I get beaten to death by his fists for your sake, you can step aside now and just watch."

An Ge was so furious that her eyes turned red as she shouted at him, "Shut up!"

After yelling, An Ge craned her neck to look at Young Master Huo and said, "Can you not fight?"

[Tang Jiuze was Jiang Qingyi’s husband,] and knowing how obsessed Jiang Qingyi was with Tang Jiuze, if he got crippled here today, she would blame An Ge for it.

She couldn’t afford to offend Jiang Qingyi, nor could she provoke the Tang Family.

All she wanted was to keep the peace and safely give birth to her child. Why was that so difficult?

But her words left Young Master Huo utterly disappointed.

He withdrew his fists, averted his gaze from her, and spoke in a voice devoid of any warmth or humanity.

He said, "You always claim you’re not a bitch or a mistress, so what now?"

In reality, she turned around and hooked up with a married ex. Had he not accidentally caught them, they might have ended up in the elevator with raging passion.

An Ge lowered her head, biting her lip without explaining anything.

Young Master Huo wasn’t her man; they were just working together. She wasn’t obligated to explain that Tang Jiuze had assaulted her.

Her silent inaction made Young Master Huo deeply despise her internally.

His mother and family were right; a woman like her, who was fickle and promiscuous, was nothing but trouble. Being involved with her would only taint him, possibly even lead to his downfall.

Compared to her, An Baoying might not have been the woman he desired in his heart.

At least she was obedient and considerate, at least her heart was full of love for him, at least her... child was his.

For that reason alone, he ought to put his thoughts away.

When a man decided to shut down his emotions and become ruthless, there was almost no turning back.

Quickly, An Ge felt the harshness and coldness emanating from him.

[Huangchao Night Club was privately booked for the night.]

She emerged from the elevator, trailing behind Young Master Huo.

Yet, in the end, he stopped her at the door of the private suite.

"You’re not welcome here. Don’t make me beat you like a drowning dog. Leave and maintain a shred of dignity."

An Ge looked at him and said, "I also want to know about my master’s situation. I want to know where she was buried so I can..." bow and burn incense.

Young Master Huo interrupted her coldly, "Who are you to me, that whatever you want, I should comply? Get lost—"

Young Master Huo’s shout made her heart clench.

She bit her lip hard, her red eyes fixed on him, and after a moment, she released her lip and withdrew her gaze.

She looked down, rummaging through her bag, and pulled out the Buddha Beads bracelet she’d bought for fifty thousand yuan.

The bracelet was encased in a small black wooden box, perfectly square, with exquisite craftsmanship.

An Ge handed the black box out to him with calmness and said, "This is a birthday gift for you..."

Before she could finish speaking, Young Master Huo swatted the black box to the ground.

Young Master Huo glanced at the bracelet with a deep, mocking sneer in his eyes.

For others, she put thought and effort into her gifts, but for him, it was half-hearted.

Young Master Huo stepped on the bracelet, his voice icy and detached,

"Listen carefully. I will soon be your elder sister’s husband. You mustn’t shamelessly entangle with me and stop having any lingering feelings with that Tang guy. The Huo Family cannot afford this disgrace, and it won’t allow a woman like you to tarnish its name. You’re lucky your blood still has value."

With those words, Young Master Huo turned and left.

An Ge was kept outside the door by his bodyguards.

Not long after, An Baoying came out from inside.

With a bright smile on her face, she lifted her chin at her,

"I told you not to be shameless like your mother. At such a young age, instead of doing something decent, you chose to be a mistress!"

An Ge bent down to pick up the scattered Buddha Beads. There were twelve of them, but it seemed one was missing.

These beads were so expensive, losing one meant a loss of over four thousand.

After she put the retrieved beads back in her bag, she glanced at An Baoying and said,

"Speaking of mistresses, I surely don’t surpass your mother, Bai Meilan. My mother was An Zhiguo’s lawful wife, yet I have to call you elder sister. An Baoying, you are the child of An Zhiguo’s affair during his marriage, and just that makes you quite disgraceful."

An Baoying, angered, raised her hand to slap her, "You—"

Her hand was intercepted by Tang Jiuze, who came over.

An Baoying was an artist in Tang Jiuze’s company. Before, she surely would have feared him.

But now, things were different.

She was going to be engaged to Young Master Huo tomorrow and was about to become the much-envied Mrs. Huo. Tang Jiuze meant nothing.

Thinking this, An Baoying no longer feared Tang Jiuze.

She withdrew her hand from Tang Jiuze’s grasp and coldly mocked,

"I must say, President Tang, you’re quite the lover, willing to offend both the Huo and Jiang families and divorce Ms. Jiang for such a disgraceful woman like my sister."

She paused,

"But does she deserve such deep affection from you? An unwed mother and ex-convict, she’s not even fit to carry your shoes."

Tang Jiuze was unfazed by An Baoying’s mocking.

He said, "Do you really think you can transform into the much-envied Mrs. Huo? I have plenty of suggestive videos of you flirting with me. How about I send those to your engagement party with President Huo tomorrow?"

An Baoying was rendered speechless.

An Ge, shocked by Tang Jiuze’s words, turned to look at him, "You two..."

Tang Jiuze glanced at her and said,

"Tonight, you’ve thoroughly offended Young Master Huo. Until I successfully divorce Jiang Qingyi, I won’t come for you. I’ll give you time to consider whether to choose the bastard in your belly or rely on me, your ex."

After leaving those words, Tang Jiuze gripped An Baoying’s stark-white wrist and said,

"Stop provoking her, or I’ll make sure your joy turns to sorrow, and you’ll die as a wandering ghost, never to set foot in the Huo Family Grave."

An Ge did not succeed in entering the Huangchao Night Club.

However, deep down, she had an urgent desire to know about her past, so she did not give up.

Wen Qing was Tang Jiuze’s mother, and Tang Jiuze came to Huangchao to pick her up.

She just had to wait by Tang Jiuze’s car to catch them.

Sure enough, within half an hour, Tang Jiuze appeared with Wen Qing.

Wen Qing looked a bit disheveled, unable to mask the unease on her face even under heavy makeup.

Upon seeing her, Wen Qing was more surprised than Tang Jiuze.

She reprimanded An Ge,

"You dead girl, didn’t I warn you not to seduce my son again? My daughter-in-law is already pregnant. If you dare ruin their marriage, I’ll fight you to the death..."

An Ge interrupted her, "Relax, a good horse doesn’t go back to the same field. Even if I never marry, I won’t choose your son. I’m waiting specifically for you."

With these words, Wen Qing indeed calmed down a lot.

She asked, "Why are you waiting for me?"

An Ge said, "I want to know about my master’s situation. Could you tell me about her? I want to know where she was buried, so I can pay my respects and offer incense." She paused, "And one more thing, do you know about my life before I was fifteen or sixteen?"

At that moment, Young Master Huo stood in the suite at the top floor of Huangchao, positioned in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down in their direction.