Disheartened, I Fled from the CEO with Our Babies
Chapter 248 Intense Affection,

Chapter 248: Chapter 248 Intense Affection,

She only had time to say one word before Huo Shaoyan’s phone vibrated. Fu Rou was calling.

Huo Shaoyan answered Fu Rou’s call, so An Ge’s remaining words trailed off.

The sound of the wind, rain, and thunder was so loud that Huo Shaoyan had to put the call on speaker.

Fu Rou’s voice quickly came through, "Ah Yan, something happened. Huai Shang accidentally ingested blueberry jam and is now in the hospital for emergency treatment. You need to come quickly."

...

Half an hour later, Huo Shaoyan and An Ge, both drenched from the heavy rain, arrived at [Jingcheng Hospital].

By then, Huo Huaisang had been rescued and was receiving an IV. However, he was still in a deep sleep due to severe weakness.

Huo Shaoyan walked over with a cold face and asked Fu Rou, "How did he accidentally eat blueberry jam?"

Fu Rou, crying, said, "It was that little girl, Jiang Nianen, who gave Huai Shang the jam-filled pastry."

Huo Shaoyan’s handsome face turned grim, "And where is she?"

Jiang Fengmian was also present. Jiang Nianen was his child, and when the child caused trouble, it was only natural for the father to take responsibility.

After Huo Shaoyan spoke, Jiang Fengmian clarified, "This incident frightened En En as well. She didn’t know Huai Shang was allergic to blueberries..."

"So, are you saying we let this go?"

Jiang Fengmian’s eyebrows furrowed as he replied,

"She’s just a little girl who doesn’t know any better. After the incident happened, she did well by notifying the adults right away for help. What more do you want? Do you want to punish her until you feel satisfied? Your son is a person, and my daughter is not?"

Both fathers were protective; it was human nature.

Huo Shaoyan didn’t really want to harm Jiang Nianen. He merely maintained a grim expression and said,

"The incident occurred at the [Huo Mansion]. Previously, Huai Shang had an incident due to his blueberry allergy. So, there shouldn’t have been any blueberry products at the Huo Mansion. I just want to find out who brought the blueberry-filled pastry into the Huo Mansion."

Jiang Fengmian had already investigated the matter.

He said, "I checked the surveillance. It was En En who took it from the ancestral shrine at the Huo Mansion, where offerings are placed for ancestors. I’m not sure why the child went to such a secluded place to play."

After a pause,

"The anniversary of Mr. Huo’s death is approaching; the offerings this time were personally made by Mrs. Huo. Are you going to blame the old lady for this?"

At this point, Fu Rou also interjected, "Ah Yan, this might just be an accident, probably not intentional."

Seeing their endless argument, An Ge quietly left the ward for a moment.

The air conditioning in the corridor was set very low. Her body, nearly drenched by rain, shivered from the cold.

Earlier, she was frightened by Huo Shaoyan’s extreme behavior on the Kuajiang Bridge. Now that she was sure Huai Shang was okay, she just wanted to find a quiet place to catch her breath.

By now, the rain outside had already stopped, and the wind had calmed down, with only the occasional rumble of receding thunder.

Summer rain was like that, coming and going quickly.

The outside was wet, and the air carried the earthy scent of soil. It felt hot and uncomfortable.

An Ge lingered at the hospital entrance for a moment when Huo Shaoyan’s call came again, "Where the hell are you?"

Huo Shaoyan’s current state seemed like that of an untreated madman, his attitude extremely harsh. As long as she wasn’t in his sight, he would have a thunderous fit.

An Ge had witnessed his madness and extremity earlier on the Kuajiang Bridge, and she really didn’t dare to defy him now.

Her voice was soft and gentle, "Can you not be so harsh and yell at me?"

There was a faint hint of grievance in her tone, which surprisingly calmed Huo Shaoyan’s restless mood somewhat.

However, his voice remained cold,

"Don’t try to escape from under my nose. Do I have to tie you to me with a leather strap before you learn to behave?"

An Ge took a deep breath, looking at the dark evening after the rain, and after a long while, she said,

"I haven’t eaten all day. I noticed you and Young Master Jiang arguing so fiercely that I couldn’t interject, so I came out to find something to eat..."

The man coldly interrupted her, "Where are you? I’ll come to you."

An Ge stood at the hospital entrance and asked,

"Is Young Master Huo awake? If you come to find me, what about him? He’s so weak now, shouldn’t you stay and accompany him?"

But all she got in return was the beeping sound of the disconnected phone call.

An Ge’s grip on her phone turned white as her knuckles showed.

She stared at the dark sky filled with an overwhelming sense of suffocation, making her quite uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Anna called her, informing her that Xiao Ye had already woken up, which somewhat eased her mood.

After ending the call with Anna, Huo Shaoyan walked out of the hospital building.

He brought with him an intense chill and oppressive aura as if cloaked in a cloud of gloom.

Within no time, he was standing before her.

An Ge raised her head to look at him but said nothing.

Huo Shaoyan’s gaze fell upon her fair, youthful face and her soaking wet clothes, reaching out his hand to her.

An Ge hesitated for a few seconds, looking at his broad, strong palm, and finally handed over her hand.

Quickly, the man gripped her hand and led her forward.

His strides were long, and she struggled to keep up several times.

They stumbled along and eventually stopped at the entrance of a high-end residential apartment nearby.

Huo Shaoyan scanned his fingerprint for the entry, and with her in tow, they went inside.

Upon entering, he gestured toward the bathroom, "Go clean yourself up. I’ll have some food sent over later."

An Ge roughly glanced around the apartment’s layout, noting the simple black-and-white decor, a style consistent with Fengqiao Villa.

She guessed this might be one of Huo Shaoyan’s properties, visited only occasionally.

Her rain-soaked clothes stuck uncomfortably to her skin.

An Ge had no objection to this.

She quickly headed to the bathroom.

Afterwards, Huo Shaoyan called Secretary Jin, and after reporting An Ge’s clothing sizes, he said, "Send over an outfit with those sizes, and get some food, too."

"Yes, President."

...

In the bathroom, after An Ge finished showering, she realized she didn’t have clothes to change into.

Wrapping herself in a large bath towel, she opened the bathroom door slightly and peeked out.

Huo Shaoyan stood on the balcony, smoking, his silhouette blending into the myriad lights of the city, appearing somewhat unreal.

Just as An Ge hesitated whether to call out to him, the man turned around.

When their eyes met, he extinguished the cigarette and approached her.

After a few seconds of hesitation, An Ge clenched the bath towel more tightly and stepped out of the bathroom.

Her hair was dripping, and her face was wet. Her slim, straight legs exposed to the air elicited endless imagination.

Yet, the man’s gaze fixed only on the deep cleavage pressed out by the bath towel.

When An Ge noticed where his eyes were, she instinctively covered her chest, her face reddening as she asked,

"Do you have clothes I can wear here?"

Huo Shaoyan removed her hand from her chest, looking down at her, and said,

"What part of your body haven’t I seen or touched? Why cover up?"

As he spoke, he pressed her down onto a single sofa, fetching a towel to dry her hair.

Huo Shaoyan was never a subtly considerate person, but every time he dried her hair, it made An Ge feel he would indeed make a qualified partner if he truly loved a woman.

His movements were gentle and meticulous, drying her hair thoroughly.

Once her hair was nearly dry, he lifted her and placed her on his lap in the single sofa.

He liked to smell her, and after seating her, he buried his head in her neck, inhaling deeply.

His hot, scorching breath sprayed on her neck, making An Ge shiver slightly.

The atmosphere was subtle, with neither speaking.

It wasn’t until An Ge felt Huo Shaoyan start to remove her towel, attempting to kiss her sensitive skin, that she trembled while saying,

"Huo Shaoyan, please don’t."

Huo Shaoyan bit into a soft piece of flesh, his moist tongue brushing over her sensitivity, his voice thick with desire,

"You’d better not speak now."

His hand gripped her chin, raising his head slightly from her chest.

In his eyes, An Ge saw deep lust.

He told her, "Unless you can say something to make me happy, it’s better not to say anything."

An Ge, warmed by his heated gaze, thought for a moment and said,

"I just wanted to suggest you take a shower too. You’re sticky from the rain, and I don’t like being held like this. It’s uncomfortable."

Her voice was gentle and soft.

Huo Shaoyan was coaxed by her.

He pinched her waist and then stripped her from the towel completely, saying, "You’ll accompany me."