Disheartened, I Fled from the CEO with Our Babies
Chapter 139 Tender Comfort~

Chapter 139: Chapter 139 Tender Comfort~

An Ge knew his intentions, so she didn’t answer his call.

[The outskirts of the city] Young Master Huo had the helipad built, which was still an hour’s drive from the main city. A black car was parked by the roadside to pick her up. After getting off the helicopter, An Ge followed Qin Lang into that car. After the car started, An Ge said to Qin Lang, "Assistant Qin, please take me to Yu Garden."

During the day, she had asked Nan Xiao to help rent a house for her at Yu Garden while taking care of her mother’s affairs at [Wen’s Mansion]. Nan Xiao’s house had been sold, so even though her house was rented at Yu Garden, it wasn’t in the same building as Nan Xiao. Qin Lang was quite surprised by her instruction.

He was a bit troubled and said, "But the Young Master’s intention is to have you sent back to Fengqiao Villa ..." An Ge leaned against the car window, tiring her eyes with some rest. After a while, she finally spoke, "I’ll call him myself."

Fu Rou guarded against her like anything, even unwilling to stay in the hospital when her leg was injured, just so she could stay at Fengqiao Villa to prevent her from seducing Young Master Huo. If she really stayed at Fengqiao Villa tonight, the one who would have a headache wouldn’t just be her, but also Huo Shaoyan. Since she was a canary kept by a man, she needed to be sensible and well-behaved, rather than causing internal family chaos that would only make him loathe her.

When she arrived at [Yu Garden], Huo Shaoyan’s call came in again, "Where are you?" An Ge said she was at Yu Garden, and on the other end of the phone, she heard the sound of something shattering. She pursed her lips; it took her a moment to break the suddenly cold atmosphere between them. "Are you coming over?"

As she spoke, the voice of Fu Rou came through from the other end of the phone, "Ah Yan, I forbid you to go out to find that An woman. Did you hear me..." And then, her call was cut off by the man. She didn’t have much of a feeling about it. After bidding farewell to Qin Lang, who got out of the car, she went to see Nan Xiao. She had a bite to eat at Nan Xiao’s place and then took the new home’s key to leave.

Nan Xiao noticed she didn’t look well and saw her to the door of her new home. Before going in, Nan Xiao reached out to feel her forehead’s temperature, and the heat startled her palm.

Nan Xiao said, "You have a fever; you need to go to the hospital." An Ge replied, "It’s just a cold. I’ll be fine after boiling some brown sugar ginger tea. Besides, even if I went to the hospital, the doctor wouldn’t dare prescribe me medicine carelessly."

Nan Xiao, unsettled, insisted, "Then I’ll go with you..."

"No way. You left Xiao Chaofeng to send me over, and he didn’t look pleased. Your revenge plan has just begun. Don’t let it die in the womb because you offended Xiao Chaofeng."

Nan Xiao argued, "I just don’t feel comfortable leaving you..."

An Ge half-joked, "I’m not that delicate. During the time I was in jail, you know better than anyone how many times I had a fever. Didn’t my immune system win over the virus every time?"

"Okay then, call me if you need anything."

An Ge nodded and then went inside.

When Nan Xiao returned to her apartment, Xiao Chaofeng was changing shoes at the apartment door, seemingly about to leave. Seeing her return, Xiao Chaofeng said, "Ah Chen has a fever again; I have to go check on Nan Yun."

Nan Yun was Nan Xiao’s aunt, blood-related. Yet, Nan Yun was only five years older than Nan Xiao.

After Xiao Chaofeng changed his shoes, Nan Xiao told him, "Wait a moment." Xiao Chaofeng thought she was going to urge him to stay, but instead, Nan Xiao just went to the kitchen, brought out a bag of trash, handed it to him, and said, "Help me take the trash down, will you? It’s cold outside, and I’m too lazy to go down."

Xiao Chaofeng was speechless, "..."

Nan Xiao mocked, "What, hit and run? Pull out and don’t pay up? Then perhaps don’t come next time; Nan Yun can satisfy you as well."

Xiao Chaofeng gritted his molars and took the trash bag from her hand. Before he left, Nan Xiao asked him, "Do you know any reliable family doctors..."

Xiao Chaofeng frowned, "Are you not feeling well?" "It’s not me; it’s An Ge, she’s got a fever..." Xiao Chaofeng interrupted her, "Then what does it have to do with you? She’s no simple character; unmarried and pregnant, fighting off An Baoying and hooking up with Huo Shaoyan’s cash cow, she’s not one to be messed with. You’d better not get involved with her."

Nan Xiao scorned back, "I’m a widow who’s been in jail, yet I still snagged you, a diamond bachelor. We’re two of a kind; what are you talking about?"

As soon as she finished her sentence, Nan Xiao pushed him out the door, slamming it shut with a bang. Xiao Chaofeng was so angry he wanted to kick the door down, but the phone call from Nan Yun was incessant.

As he was briskly walking towards the elevator, he answered Nan Yun’s call, making a few remarks before cutting it off. Xiao Chaofeng got downstairs into his car and, before starting the engine, gave Huo Shaoyan a call. At that moment, Huo Shaoyan was just grabbing his car keys, intending to head out despite Fu Rou’s attempt to stop him.

He answered Xiao Chaofeng’s call, "What’s up?" Xiao Chaofeng lit a cigarette and commented, "I heard you had a shotgun wedding with that An woman. You really went all out to avoid marrying An Baoying, huh."

Huo Shaoyan didn’t have time for idle chatter, "Get to the point."

"Nan Xiao said the An woman’s got a fever, and it seems pretty bad. Aren’t you going over as her newlywed husband?"

Huo Shaoyan’s Phoenix Eyes narrowed instantly.

After hanging up with Xiao Chaofeng, Fu Rou, supported by a maid, blocked his way. She said, "Where are you going so late?" Huo Shaoyan responded concisely, "You should rest early, I’m not coming back tonight."

"Hold on." Fu Rou was emotional. Huo Shaoyan paused his steps slightly. Fu Rou blocked his path again, took a deep breath, and said, "You’re going to see that An woman, aren’t you?" Huo Shaoyan didn’t bother to hide it. After giving an affirmative sound, he said, "She’s my wife now."

With those words, Fu Rou was so shocked she could barely speak, "You...what did you say?" "We got our marriage certificate this morning."

Fu Rou’s voice trembled, her emotions reaching an extreme high: "You must divorce, absolutely. Don’t say I won’t allow it... even if your father knew, he would never agree..."

Huo Shaoyan sneered, "I’ve almost forgotten what that scumbag looks like. Why are you bringing him up?"

Leaving those words, Huo Shaoyan walked past Fu Rou and left. Behind him, Fu Rou cried broken-heartedly, continually asking him why, but the only response was her own echoes.

To be honest, if not for An Baoying carrying the Huo Family’s first grandson, Fu Rou wouldn’t have looked up to her anyway. But compared to the disgraceful An Ge, Fu Rou would rather promote An Baoying to a higher status.

Fu Rou cared about her reputation, yet Huo Shaoyan married An Ge, who was pregnant with a wild child. In the high society circle, it was utterly absurd and unprecedented. If her family in the Imperial City learned of this, wouldn’t they laugh at her to death in the Imperial City circle?

She had been humiliated by her husband’s infidelity in her youth and now shamed by an unfilial descendant. Her life was too much of a failure. She absolutely couldn’t let such a scandal happen to her. With this in mind, Fu Rou called a car late at night to head to [Huo Mansion] to see Mrs. Huo.

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Elsewhere.

An Ge went to bed after showering. She had things on her mind and couldn’t sleep. If that small coffin contained Wen Ning’s biological daughter, then who would it be?

A strong notion surfaced in An Ge’s mind—she might not be An Zhiguo and Wen Ning’s biological daughter. Verifying this was simple; she just needed to secretly conduct a paternity test with An Zhiguo. Once that was settled, a weight in her heart lifted slightly. But another weight remained, about the urn: whose ashes were they? Could they be her master’s? Or could there be another possibility, perhaps her biological mother?

This absurd thought made An Ge abruptly sit up in bed. At this moment, her charging phone vibrated. It was Huo Shaoyan’s call. "Hello?"

"Open the door."

An Ge paused for a second, "Okay."

A minute later, she gazed at the tall, handsome man, standing upright at her door. Her voice was a bit hoarse, "Didn’t you say you wouldn’t come over?"

As they spoke, the man hooked her waist and pulled her into his embrace. He leaned down, pressing his forehead against hers, lingering closely, tenderly consoling, as if he was heartbroken. "Burning up like this, why didn’t you make a sound?"