Disheartened, I Fled from the CEO with Our Babies
Chapter 217 Intense,

Chapter 217: Chapter 217 Intense,

An Ge merely said this and did not expect a response from Huo Shaoyan. After finishing her sentence, she raised an eyebrow and looked over at An Muxin, sincerely agreeing with her, "Indeed, as the eldest daughter of the Imperial Capital An Family, you are not short of money. But if I recall correctly, your agency is Huo Ying Media, under the Huo Group, right? Your boss is none other than President Huo. If President Huo wants to freeze you out, will you still have a future in the dance industry?"

At this point, she paused, her tone suggestive. "Oh, you still might have a future, but you would probably have to pay a colossal breach of contract fee to President Huo to avoid being frozen out."

An Muxin was so angry that her entire body trembled, and she shouted, "Brother Yan wouldn’t freeze me out. He absolutely wouldn’t."

An Ge’s smile widened. She no longer looked at An Muxin’s nearly twisted face. Instead, she shifted her gaze to Huo Shaoyan and took a step closer to him. Her hand fell on his chest, clothed in a hospital gown, and her alabaster fingers traced circles over his heart, her tone lingering and ambiguous, "Since President Huo so desperately wants to compensate me, it would make me seem ungrateful not to give him a chance. I have disliked her ever since I first saw her five years ago. President Huo, would you be willing to freeze her out for me?"

These words sent An Muxin into a panic. Her heart pounded as she quickly begged the ever-calm Huo Shaoyan, "No, Brother Yan, you can’t do this to me. My national tour is about to start, and I have spent a whole year painstakingly practicing dance for this tour..."

Before she could finish, Huo Shaoyan spoke softly to An Ge, "It’s just losing some money, nothing I can’t let go of."

Tears instantly rolled down An Muxin’s cheeks as she looked at Huo Shaoyan in disbelief, for the first time harboring a hint of hatred toward the man she had been infatuated with for five long years.

Huo Shaoyan continued speaking to An Ge, "However, a sudden loss of several billion without gaining anything would be unsatisfying."

An Muxin’s individual tour had required significant investment in the early stages, and her tickets had sold out a month ago. Freezing her out now was a daunting task for Huo Shaoyan, likely costing billions in compensation.

Although An Ge was not well-versed in business, she understood the apparent balance of interests. She intended to attract Huo Shaoyan and certainly did not want to truly offend him. Her alabaster fingers moved from his heart upward, tracing his protruding, sensitive Adam’s apple before finally resting on his face, her tone almost entangled and soft, "So, what does President Huo want me to give?"

The woman’s fingers were soft, bringing him a delightful sensation that sent waves through his entire being.

After his sensual Adam’s apple bobbed a few times, Huo Shaoyan grasped her hand. With a slight jerk of his arm, he pulled An Ge into his embrace. One hand gripped her soft waist, pressing her upper body into his chest, while the other lifted her chin, forcing her to look up at him. He bowed his head, his thin lips brushing against her ear, his voice lingering and gentle, "I don’t need you to do anything for me. I just want you to have dinner with me, that’s all."

An Ge laughed, "Is that all?"

As she spoke, her fingers trailed from his heart down to his tightened abdomen, tracing circles.

Huo Shaoyan’s breathing deepened somewhat. His Adam’s apple bobbed intensely several times before he spoke again, his voice hoarse, "I’d like to think there could be more possibilities, but you wouldn’t agree." After a moment’s pause, his voice took on a hint of pleading, "Just dinner, nothing else, is that okay?"

An Ge looked up, meeting his deep and affectionate Phoenix Eyes. His eyes were red, but the gaze he directed at her was fervently hot. She seemed to see a trace of tender affection in his eyes. However, she knew that he could never truly love her, because in his heart, there was someone named Qin Xiaoqi—a figure of purity and light.

Shifting her gaze away from Huo Shaoyan’s face, she replied, "I have plans tonight. No time."

Huo Shaoyan’s eyes dimmed, "What about tomorrow?"

"Not available tomorrow either."

Huo Shaoyan’s expression darkened, but he still asked patiently, "So when will you be free?"

An Ge responded evasively, "If I don’t have dinner with you, does that mean you won’t freeze out your precious An Muxin?"

Huo Shaoyan replied, "No. If you want her frozen out, she will be."

An Muxin finally snapped, roaring, "An Ge, if you dare do this to me, I will make you regret it."

An Ge raised an eyebrow, looked at her, and chuckled lightly, "Miss An Muxin, don’t be so agitated. I was just... joking with you. I wouldn’t do something so unscrupulous as to block someone’s prospects."

An Muxin became even angrier, "You’re too much!"

An Ge ignored her. At this point, she pushed Huo Shaoyan away, saying, "President Huo, the man who invited me to dinner has arrived. I’ll take my leave."

As she spoke, a tall man holding Huo Chenghuan approached them.

When An Ge moved toward the man, Huo Shaoyan looked up at him.

Their eyes met, and Huo Shaoyan’s pupils contracted sharply. His throat bobbed, and without hesitation, he approached the man, his voice chilled, "Lu Huai’an?"

Lu Huai’an raised an eyebrow, his serene face breaking into an inscrutable smile, "President Huo, long time no see."

Huo Shaoyan’s breathing intensified. Unable to suppress the surge of emotions within his chest, he trembled.

He swallowed several times before speaking coldly, "How are you with her? What is your relationship with her?"

Lu Huai’an smirked, "Guess?"

After speaking, Lu Huai’an was about to take An Ge’s hand to leave when Huo Shaoyan blocked their path. His eyes were red with anger. The young Huo Chenghuan, held in Lu Huai’an’s arms, was a bit frightened, clutching Lu Huai’an’s neck tightly and peering timidly at Huo Shaoyan, her voice soft and fearful, "Daddy Lu, let’s go quickly. That Huo Dazha looks so fierce."

Huo Chenghuan’s mention of "Daddy Lu" revealed the deep connection between An Ge and Lu Huai’an. Moreover, it suggested that Lu Huai’an, possibly even before Nan Xiao, knew that An Ge was alive, all without Huo Shaoyan’s knowledge.

Despite numerous business dealings and meetings with Lu Huai’an every year, Lu Huai’an kept the news of An Ge’s survival hidden for so long. Just the thought of it made Huo Shaoyan eager to punch him. Of course, he held back.

No trace of emotion showed on his face as he asked Lu Huai’an, "I’m curious, when did you learn she faked her death?"

Lu Huai’an smirked, mocking, "Does it matter?"

Huo Shaoyan balled his fist, the power behind it making his knuckles crack.

Lu Huai’an continued, "President Huo, to be honest, ever since I first saw her on the golf course five years ago, I’ve wanted to make her mine. So, you can probably tell, I’ve been pursuing her, haven’t I?"

Huo Shaoyan’s face turned grim as his gaze fell on An Ge, his voice dark, "So, you would offend me for this trash who almost took advantage of you back then by turning down my dinner invitation?"

An Ge frowned, clearly losing patience. Her voice turned icy as she said, "If Chairman Lu is trash, then in my eyes, you’re not even worth that much. I remember when I was late in my pregnancy, I called you more than once, begging you to show mercy and spare me and my child, only to be met with your heartlessness and coldness. It was this heartlessness and cold that drove me to the edge. As disaster loomed and I was nearly consumed by the flames with no burial place, it was Chairman Lu who extended a helping hand and saved my life. We have a relationship forged through adversity. What right do you have to call him trash?"

A shaft of sunlight pierced through the broad floor-to-ceiling glass walls, casting a golden glow on Huo Shaoyan and making his figure stand out particularly sharply. He stood against the light, noble in appearance, with an imposing aura.

He gazed at her intently, as if trying to read her soul.

After a long silence, he finally couldn’t hold back any longer and said, "Do you know what price you must pay for provoking me?"