Disheartened, I Fled from the CEO with Our Babies
Chapter 131 He Wants Her~

Chapter 131: Chapter 131 He Wants Her~

He pressed his thin lips together for a while before saying, "Do you think you can send your mother off in your current state?"

An Ge’s throat moved slightly, her voice firm, "I can."

Huo Shaoyan wanted to lose his temper.

But then, the woman’s eyes, which were raised to look at him, shimmered with a crystalline layer of moisture.

She repeated, "I can!"

An Ge’s mother’s passing, although unrelated to him, still made Huo Shaoyan feel a pang of guilt when he thought of how poorly he treated her when she came to him in desperation.

Her bandaged feet constantly reminded him of his appalling behavior that night.

Even if she was as disgraceful as An Baoying claimed;

Even if she was mixed up with Tang Jiuze at the tender age of sixteen;

Even if she had an abortion for Tang Jiuze while still so young;

When she came to him, she merely wanted to save her own mother.

What sin was there in a child wanting to save her mother?

He shouldn’t have treated her that way.

Feeling a subtle guilt, Huo Shaoyan said, "I’ll go with you..."

An Ge’s face, which had been devoid of emotion, suddenly flooded with intense sarcasm due to his words.

With a cold smile, she asked, "You want to accompany me? May I ask, in what capacity?" She paused, "Don’t be so irritating."

As she spoke, tears began to fall.

"Perhaps, if you had lent a helping hand the moment I sought you out, I might have gotten to say a final goodbye to my mother. But not only did you refuse, you also humiliated me. Young Master Huo, keep your pity to yourself."

How could a devil possibly have a heart?

If he had one, he wouldn’t have ordered for her blood to be drawn the moment after she just lost her mother.

After saying this, An Ge turned and left without looking back.

Huo Shaoyan watched her resolute departure, feeling as if a part of his heart had been pinched away, causing a sharp pain.

When he instinctively moved to chase after her, Fu Rou grabbed his wrist, "Ah Yan, I forbid you to go."

Huo Shaoyan said nothing, but his feet remained still.

Fu Rou continued,

"While it’s true that she served time in place of An Baoying, it’s also a fact that she was pregnant before marriage with some illegitimate child. Besides, I heard that Tang Jiuze divorced Jiang Qingyi because of her. Ah Yan, you should stay away from such a woman."

Huo Shaoyan removed her hand and said, "What if I must touch her?"

Fu Rou was momentarily speechless.

Huo Shaoyan continued,

"Though she’s disreputable, I’m no saint either. I survived a pile of corpses to live to this day, making me even more disreputable."

Fu Rou was so angry that breathing became painful.

After a while, she finally spoke, "But if Xiaoqi isn’t dead and returns alive, what will you do then?"

Huo Shaoyan swallowed and said, "There are no such assumptions, I want her now, and I can’t wait!"

Fu Rou lost control, shouting, "Give me a reason!"

Huo Shaoyan swallowed once more before saying, "I saw my past self in her."

The way she fought desperately to survive resonated deeply with him.

Downstairs, An Ge changed her shoes and, after receiving her mother’s urn from Uncle Fu, she bid him farewell.

Uncle Fu was worried, "Let me have the driver take you..."

"No need."

Ever since she walked through broken glass to plead with Huo Shaoyan and he rejected her, she resolved to draw a clear line between them.

She not only had to live but live with dignity.

She couldn’t keep groveling like a dog before him.

The northwesterly wind blew hard outside, and the gloomy dusk seemed poised to bring the season’s first snowfall.

Standing at the wind’s mercy, An Ge took out her phone, preparing to call and find out where Nan Xiao was, only for Huo Shaoyan’s car to pull up beside her.

He stepped out of the car, his black coat billowing loudly in the wind.

An Ge eyed him coldly without speaking.

Huo Shaoyan’s gaze lingered on her reddened nose from the wind and then on her hands, nearly frozen stiff.

He said, "Even if your hands freeze or get frostbitten, it doesn’t matter. But if you’re careless and drop your mother’s urn into dust, you’ll have regrets."

An Ge pressed her lips together before saying, "Someone is coming to pick me up, so there’s no need to trouble you, Young Master Huo."

Huo Shaoyan was about to boil over with anger.

He wanted to lash out but restrained himself.

In a quick decision, he snatched the urn from her arms and placed it in his car.

Left with no choice, An Ge got in his car.

The car’s heater was on full blast, warming An Ge’s hands quickly.

With the urn held securely in her arms, her excitement finally cooled.

She told Huo Shaoyan, who was driving, "Young Master Huo, I don’t understand..."

"Don’t understand what?"

An Ge licked her lips, scoffing, "I don’t understand what exactly you mean by this?"

Huo Shaoyan offered a perfectly legitimate reason, saying,

"During your three-day coma, my grandmother visited you three times. She specifically instructed me to ensure your mother’s affairs were properly handled..."

An Ge interrupted him,

"Oh, really? Since you’re so determined to meddle with my mother’s affairs, can you meet any reasonable demand I make on her behalf?"

Huo Shaoyan thought that all the patience he had in this life was given to An Ge, and he replied, "For example?"

An Ge watched the bright lights outside, and after a long pause, she said,

"For instance, get An Zhiguo and Bai Meilan to kowtow three times before my mother’s grave, it’s what they owe her."

"Alright."

Surprised by his words, An Ge was taken aback.

After a moment, she withdrew her gaze from outside the window.

She hadn’t expected his prompt agreement.

Huo Shaoyan continued, saying,

"I’ve already had everything investigated. Indeed, back then, An Zhiguo betrayed your mother by going abroad while still married. He abandoned his wife and daughter and never paid any alimony to your mother, so they owe this to you."

An Ge’s fingers twitched, but she remained silent.

Huo Shaoyan continued, "You previously asked me to investigate your mother’s kidney donation. There wasn’t much evidence on the surface, but there’s about an eighty percent chance she was coerced into donating."

An Ge lowered her eyes, and after a long while, she said,

"Actually, the night of your birthday party, my mother briefly regained consciousness. I asked her about it, and she claimed it was voluntary. But I knew she lied.

She didn’t want me to live in the agony of revenge. Before she passed, she had two wishes: to be buried in the designated family plot in Wen’s Mansion, and for me to live well."

At this point, she shifted topics, suddenly asking Huo Shaoyan,

"If I say I want to take revenge on the An Family, would you intervene?"

Huo Shaoyan replied, "Yes."

With her small stature, going against Bai Meilan and her group seemed like asking for trouble and possibly an inevitable demise.

Unaware of Huo Shaoyan’s internal musings, his unhesitant response made her pause her thoughts of revenge against An Zhiguo and his family for the time being.

For now, the priority was managing her mother’s funeral and safely delivering the child she carried.

Revenge couldn’t consume her entirely, for she wasn’t alone; she had a child, and perhaps even... an uncle?

The car arrived at the An Residence after forty minutes.

[An Residence] was surrounded by Huo Shaoyan’s men, who had been keeping watch over it for three days.

Before getting out, An Ge asked Huo Shaoyan a question.

"I just searched online, and I couldn’t find any negative news about An Baoying. Did you suppress her scandal?"

Huo Shaoyan parked the car and released his safety belt.

He then reached over, pulling the woman from the passenger seat to sit on his lap.

Holding her gaze with his deep Phoenix Eyes, he said, "It was my mother’s decision."

An Ge tilted her head, looking at his face as if anticipating a kiss, her voice calm,

"Does it matter? Whether it’s your decision or Lady Fu’s, does it make any difference?"