Disheartened, I Fled from the CEO with Our Babies
Chapter 192: Close to His Heart, She Kissed

Chapter 192: Chapter 192: Close to His Heart, She Kissed

Young Master Huo’s voice remained icy, "What did she do to provoke you?"

An Ge’s gaze fell on An Muxin, who clung to his waist, crying dramatically.

Disgust flashed in her eyes as she said, "She tried to snatch my wedding dress, insulting your legal wife with ’bitch’ this and ’bitch’ that. You tell me, did she deserve to be slapped or not?"

Having said that, An Ge turned to the boss, who didn’t dare to breathe loudly, and said, "Get me a change of clothes. I don’t want to repeat myself."

She then turned to walk toward the fitting room.

But as she turned, her wrist was caught by Huo Shaoyan.

He pulled her back.

At the same moment, he detached An Muxin from his embrace.

An Muxin looked at what was happening in disbelief, her eyes brimming with tears, "Brother..."

After pulling An Ge in front of him, Huo Shaoyan pressed her shoulders, making her face the tearful An Muxin.

His words were directed at An Muxin, "Apologize to her!"

An Muxin’s pupils constricted with anger and grief as she said, "That’s impossible! From a young age, even my dad never laid a finger on me. It’s already generous of me not to settle accounts with her, and yet you want me to apologize?"

Huo Shaoyan realized it was his indulgence that had made An Muxin arrogant and spoiled, leading her to humiliate and bully An Ge, not even regarding An Ge as human.

As a result, Huo Shaoyan was determined to teach An Muxin a lesson.

His attitude was extremely assertive, "Will you apologize?"

An Muxin was so intimidated by his icy gaze that she grew fearful.

However, she was a pampered heiress to the core. Having been slapped by An Ge in public was already humiliating enough; now apologizing would be out of the question.

In her fury, An Muxin bit down hard on her lip and cried out, "I said it’s impossible. Unless I’m dead!"

Huo Shaoyan’s throat tightened. He summoned his bodyguards and instructed, "Escort her back to the Imperial City."

[An Muxin had come to Jingcheng] specifically to transfer schools. All the enrollment procedures here had already been completed, and now to be sent back by Huo Shaoyan? She absolutely refused to comply.

But she was scared of Huo Shaoyan’s intimidating manner, which made her wary.

So, she turned her pleas for help to Fu Rou, crying, "Aunt Fu, I don’t want to go back to the Imperial City. I’ve arranged for dance school in Jingcheng. Please, help me?"

Fu Rou saw that Huo Shaoyan was determined to protect An Ge.

Thus, she retreated to advance, saying to Huo Shaoyan, "Ah Yan, this whole matter was indeed Xinxin’s mistake, but An Ge has already taught her a lesson. Don’t send her away. Her dance teacher in Jingcheng is one of the top in the industry. If she misses this enrollment, she’ll have to wait another four years for the next opportunity. Is it worth ruining her studies over such a small issue? You should know, dance is Xinxin’s life. If Qin Xiaoqi were alive, she definitely wouldn’t want you to do this. Don’t forget, Qin Xiaoqi was Xinxin’s dance instructor. If she were still alive, she surely wouldn’t want to see you causing such harm."

As if stabbed at the heart, Huo Shaoyan, after a considerable silence, coldly commanded, "Get her out!"

That word "out" pained An Muxin more than Huo Shaoyan slapping her across the face.

Tears streamed uncontrollably from her eyes as she wept, "Brother, you’re really telling me to get out because of such an unworthy woman? Is she really worth it, considering how many men she’s been with before you..."

"Enough!"

Huo Shaoyan roared, his voice made An Muxin tremble all over. She realized she had gone too far in angering Huo Shaoyan.

She dared not continue being reckless.

She forced back her tears and glared at An Ge with hate, "We’ll see."

An Ge too didn’t take her seriously at all, smiling faintly, she said, "Intelligence is a good thing. If you want to win a man’s heart, you must use your brain more. Throwing yourself at him won’t get you anything more than a fling with President Huo."

Fu Rou couldn’t bear An Ge’s arrogance, and angrily chastised, "Enough. Aren’t you embarrassed enough?"

An Ge felt rather cheerful; it was rare for Huo Shaoyan to stand by her. Previously, she might have just engaged in verbal sparring, yielding no real gain.

Now, with Huo Shaoyan’s support, she figured the sting of verbal jousting was no less than the pain of actual physical confrontation.

So, almost immediately after Fu Rou’s voice fell, she smiled and said, "If you’re really concerned about being embarrassed, you wouldn’t blatantly bring a mistress to ruin your son’s blissful and happy life."

Lady Fu was so furious she nearly exploded, coldly mocking, "Blissful and happy life? You think too highly of yourself. Ah Yan is just having fun with you."

An Ge smirked, "My dear mother-in-law, if he were just playing with me, he wouldn’t have brought me to try on wedding dresses."

As she finished her sentence, amidst Fu Rou’s and An Muxin’s fury, she tiptoed and planted a kiss on Huo Shaoyan’s chin, coquettishly asking, "Husband, when you said you planned to spend your life with me, were you joking or serious?"

Not only did Fu Rou interfere with his private life, but she had also crossed the line by drugging his drinks, causing him to pass out, only to leave women in his bed thereafter. He’d warned her numerous times, but Fu Rou refused to change and even intensified her actions...

As a result, Huo Shaoyan felt it was time to give Fu Rou a lesson.

Nearly immediately after An Ge spoke, he replied, "Of course, it’s true."

After saying that, he warned Fu Rou once more amidst her fury, "Stay out of my affairs. Otherwise, see for yourself if it matters to me whether I have you as a mother or not."

Upon hearing this, Lady Fu’s heart felt completely cold.

She suppressed the tears in her eyes, and after a good while, she spoke a few emotionless words, "You really are like him, heartless and ungrateful!"

The ’him’ spoken of by Fu Rou referred to Huo Shaoyan’s biological father, Huo Zhenwei.

After saying those words, Fu Rou turned and left.

An Muxin followed closely behind and chased after her.

Afterward, An Ge went to change her clothes.

Once she was dressed, she came out to find Huo Shaoyan sitting on the sofa smoking.

He smoked with such intensity, enveloped in smoke, his face shadowed and obscure, sinking into deep somberness yet with an overbearing presence.

An Ge knew his mood was at rock bottom.

She didn’t want to irk him, so she approached and said, "I really liked the style of the wedding dress. It shows that you care."

Huo Shaoyan looked at her, his eyes bloodshot and scarlet, almost spilling over.

An Ge’s heart skipped a beat, frightened by the red in his eyes, she raised an eyebrow, asking, "Are you mad at me?"

Huo Shaoyan pinched out the cigarette and stood up.

His tall frame and heavy aura exerted an overwhelming sense of pressure.

Instinctively, An Ge took a step back, but her waist was firmly grasped by Huo Shaoyan, pulling her back against his chest.

She looked up at him as he coldly said, "Xinxin did say something right, you truly aren’t worth my sincerity."

An Ge traced circles on his chest, with a voice full of grievance, she said, "President Huo, if you say that, I will be heartbroken."

Huo Shaoyan raised her chin, forcing her face upward.

His handsome face lowered slightly, and if he wished, he could kiss her lips by simply leaning forward.

He scanned her deeply with his phoenix eyes, cold laughter in his voice, "Is that so?"

An Ge replied, "Of course. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have gone so far as to make such a fuss with your An Muxin just because of my jealousy."

Pausing for a moment, "So, President Huo, will you continue to be a bit kinder to me?"

Her big eyes, bright and sincere, showed no sign of deceit or manipulation.

The shadow on Huo Shaoyan’s heart lightened slightly.

He bent down and lightly bit her lip, saying, "Don’t take my sincerity for granted as an opportunity to deceive me; otherwise, I’ll ensure there’s no place for you to rest, even in death."

Hearing these words, An Ge’s heart trembled fiercely.

Yet, her expression remained undisturbed.

She kissed him on the chin and said, "President Huo, I’m really happy that you stood up for me just now. Thank you."

Huo Shaoyan, soothed by her words, said, "I don’t want verbal thanks. Tonight, put in some effort in bed; I like it when your waist is soft and you have plenty of water."