Disheartened, I Fled from the CEO with Our Babies
Chapter 203: President Huo Frantically Pursues His Wife

Chapter 203: Chapter 203: President Huo Frantically Pursues His Wife

Bai Meilan was so frightened by Young Master Huo’s demeanor that she trembled all over, even wetting her pants out of fear and trepidation. Just as she hesitated about whether to tell the truth, Jiang Fengmian’s call came through on Huo Shaoyan’s phone.

Jiang Fengmian got straight to the point, saying, "The DNA paternity test results for Huai Shang and you have come out. You are biologically father and son."

Jiang Fengmian’s answer made Huo Shaoyan fall into deep thought. He began to ponder the words of Bai Meilan. [Five years ago, on the night in the cellar, perhaps he had been with two women in succession, so were the children that An Ge and An Baoying were carrying both his own?] Yet this idea was utterly absurd.

Huo Shaoyan, completely exasperated, kicked over the coffee table in the living room and turned to leave. He needed to calm down. He felt that he had likely been bewitched by An Ge to some extent, so he unconditionally believed the words she said. In any case, either An Ge or Bai Meilan and her group were lying. The liar was either An Ge or Bai Meilan and her group. He needed to calm down and untangle the entire sequence of events from the beginning.

Leaving the An Residence, he still did not return to Fengqiao Villa. His car was parked across the street from Fusheng Residence and stayed there all night.

The next day.

After An Ge finished breakfast, she received a call from Huo Shaoyan, "Can we talk?"

An Ge intended to string him along, and even though she was genuinely busy and couldn’t speak with him right now, she didn’t shut the conversation down completely. So, picking up her car keys while bending to change into her shoes at the doorway, she said, "I’m busy right now."

"Then when will you be free?"

After changing her shoes, An Ge instructed Nanny Lin to take good care of the two children before heading to the parking lot at the entrance. [Fusheng Residence] Her voice was very calm, "Not quite sure."

"Isn’t it ’not quite sure,’ or do you just not want to deal with me at all?"

An Ge opened the car door and sat inside, suddenly laughing, "How should I put it? If it’s the truth, then both are true."

Huo Shaoyan hadn’t slept a wink all night, and his voice sounded particularly deep with the hoarseness from smoking throughout the night. He looked across the street at the entrance to the Fusheng Residence, saying,

"I’m very free recently; I can accompany you until you’re done, and then we can talk?"

"President Huo, I don’t think you’re someone who does things without expecting something in return. If you’re willing to spend time and effort on me, you must have ulterior motives, so I refuse to meet you alone."

An Ge’s response was just what Huo Shaoyan expected. He didn’t show any emotional ripples and took a step back, "If you’re worried I have ulterior motives, you can bring your boyfriend along; I don’t mind."

An Ge sneered, "I do." After a pause, she added, "My boyfriend would care even more."

While speaking, An Ge was already driving her car out the entrance of Fusheng Residence. Huo Shaoyan started his engine and followed her unhurriedly after she had gone about two hundred meters.

His voice remained calm, "Mrs. Huo, there is something you might not know yet."

Though Huo Shaoyan’s car was low-key, its license plate was exceptionally cocky. [Fusheng Residence] An Ge, in her car, soon noticed him following her and furrowed her brows slightly, speaking as if displeased,

"President Huo, are you stalking me?"

Huo Shaoyan replied, "As I said, I’m particularly free lately; if you don’t have time to talk now, I can wait until you’re free."

An Ge: "..."

Huo Shaoyan continued, "Returning to what we were discussing, there’s something you probably aren’t aware of."

An Ge asked, "What is it?"

Lighting a cigarette and rolling down his window, he said,

"Years ago, because of your ’death,’ I felt guilty and always wanted to compensate you in some way. So, not long after your cenotaph was buried, I moved your mother, Ms. Wen Ning’s ashes into the Huo Family’s ancestral grave to be buried with you. Would you like to pay your respects?"

With those words, An Ge found her breathing heavier. Years ago, Mother Wen’s dying wish was to be buried with her true daughter after death. Yet, this lowlife Huo Shaoyan relocated Mother Wen’s ashes into the Huo Family’s ancestral grave. What madness was this?

An Ge was nearly bursting with anger. In recent years, she rarely felt such fury. Almost immediately after Huo Shaoyan had finished speaking, she slammed on the brakes, pulling her car over to the roadside.

After parking, she retrieved a ratchet wrench from the trunk and walked toward Huo Shaoyan’s car, which had also stopped. At that moment, Huo Shaoyan, cigarette in hand, opened his door and got out of the car. He watched as the woman swung the ratchet wrench, leaving a dent in his car’s hood.

Not getting angry, Huo Shaoyan just observed how she smashed his entire car hood to the point of scrapping it. Once she finished venting, Huo Shaoyan looked at her flushed, perspiring face and said,

"I have plenty of these in my garage; if you break one, I’ll just replace it. If you are truly outraged, don’t take it out on a non-living thing. You can hit me; wouldn’t that be more satisfying?"

An Ge was truly beyond furious. Her eyes were red with anger, "Don’t think I wouldn’t dare."

Extinguishing the last bit of his cigarette, Huo Shaoyan lifted his chin at her, "I’m letting you hit me. Until you’re satisfied." He paused for a moment, "I absolutely won’t fight back."

By this point, An Ge had calmed down. She realized if she actually broke his bones or severely injured him, even if he didn’t pursue it, the elders from the Huo and Fu Families would come after her. [An Residence] Having just returned to the country, she didn’t want to involve herself in unnecessary trouble.

Considering this, she discarded the ratchet wrench and looked at him coldly, saying,

"Huo Shaoyan, people like you, disturbing someone’s grave means you lack virtue."

Huo Shaoyan’s deep, unreadable phoenix eyes fixed on her as he said,

"At that time, I thought you were dead and believed that fallen leaves should return to their roots. I thought you’d want to reunite with your mother in death. But as my wife, I couldn’t possibly bury you in the Wen Family’s ancestral grave. So, I took this last resort. My actions were all for your sake."

An Ge took a deep breath, saying,

"Huo Shaoyan, we’re already divorced. We ceased having any ties long ago. Don’t you understand that by now?"

Huo Shaoyan maintained his signature arrogance and domineering behavior,

"I think the one who doesn’t understand is you. At this point, what you should know is, even after living like a ghost all these years, you can only be controlled by me. That’s just who I am. Once I make up my mind about something, even if it’s someone nobody wants, she’s fated to rest in my family’s ancestral grave, even as a spirit."

Though Huo Shaoyan spoke thus, he didn’t want to strike out and escalate the conflict with An Ge from the get-go. His intention was quite clear—he aimed to ease the strains between them and pursue her hope of a reconciliation.

Provoking her held no benefit for him whatsoever. Thus, shifting his approach, he smoothly transitioned to the main point, saying,

"You faked your death and fled, and now you’re back; hence, I think it necessary to make this matter clear to you. Moving graves is significant, so I wish to discuss with you: when do you plan to move Ms. Wen Ning’s grave back to Wen’s Mansion?"

Prompted by matters of grave importance, An Ge cooled down. She asked, "Are you really here to discuss? I suppose you’ve set the trap for me, waiting?"

Watching her huffing behavior, Huo Shaoyan found her both vivid and adorable. Curving his lips into a silent smile, he said,

"Mrs. Huo, as you’ve rightly mentioned, your current standing is a far cry from what it used to be. You managed to fake your death and elude me for years, eventually hiding so well that I may never find you. Hence, it’s impossible for me to use any underhanded methods. But regarding Ms. Wen Ning’s grave relocation, I consulted with a revered elder at the Buddha Temple, who calculated that the seventh day of the next lunar month is auspicious."

An Ge shot him a cold look and said in an equally frosty voice, "Then let’s reconvene on the seventh of next month." Having said her piece, she turned to leave, only to have her wrist seized by Huo Shaoyan.

He forcefully pulled her closer. With his car behind her, she found herself pressed against the car door by Huo Shaoyan. His upper body was tightly against hers, and simultaneously, his fingers held her delicate chin, "I haven’t finished speaking."

An Ge reached up to push his hand off her chin and said coldly,

"If you want to talk, can you not act like an uncultured brute putting hands on me left and right?"

Darkness clouded Young Master Huo’s phoenix eyes as he spoke in a husky voice, "Do you really see me as just trash?"