Disheartened, I Fled from the CEO with Our Babies
Chapter 253 Kissed

Chapter 253: Chapter 253 Kissed

Secretary Jin looked at An Ge’s bright red lips, thinking that she really didn’t understand the value of beauty when she was young. If she’d known earlier, she would have made a move on this beauty already.

Forcing her gaze away from An Ge’s lips, Secretary Jin said, "Of course I have a way. Men need to be coaxed too. Just sweet-talk him."

An Ge looked at her, troubled, "How do I sweet-talk him? He’s so angry right now; even if I strip down, he might not be interested."

Secretary Jin refuted her assumption, "Impossible. A woman of your caliber, even women want a piece. Men can’t resist you. However, President Huo must need more than just physical allure. You have to give him something extra."

An Ge, like a student eager to learn, asked, "Like what?"

"Buy him a gift. There’s no woman who doesn’t like receiving gifts, and men are the same. Especially a man who cares about a woman; if he receives a gift from her, his mood will definitely improve significantly."

Following Secretary Jin’s suggestion, An Ge went to a watch shop and picked out a couple’s watch.

After making the payment, Secretary Jin told her, "Put on the woman’s watch first."

An Ge frowned, "Why?"

Secretary Jin rolled her eyes at her, "For the sake of intimacy, doesn’t it make sense? You wear the woman’s watch, and then give him the man’s watch. It symbolizes that you are a pair; men absolutely love it."

An Ge thought about it, found the reasoning sound, and then asked Secretary Jin, "Should I buy a matching outfit too?"

Secretary Jin snapped her fingers at her, "A student who can be taught."

After buying a couple’s outfits, Secretary Jin said to An Ge, "I still feel like something’s missing."

An Ge raised her eyebrows, "What’s missing?"

Secretary Jin said, "The clothes you’re wearing aren’t sexy enough. You need to wear something that brings out your curves and long legs. Men are visual creatures; even if they’re furious, a beautiful woman can soften their anger."

An Ge shook her head firmly at Secretary Jin’s final suggestion, "No, I don’t want to look gaudy..."

Secretary Jin pointed to a cheongsam shop and said, "Wear a cheongsam. With your figure, not wearing one is a waste."

An Ge truly had an incredible figure, and even a simple moon-white cheongsam took on a nostalgic charm when she wore it.

There’s a popular term, "pure and desirable beauty."

An Ge in a cheongsam gave Secretary Jin precisely that feeling.

On the way to Fengqiao Villa, Secretary Jin said, "I think in the future, you should avoid wearing a cheongsam; it’s a crime waiting to happen."

An Ge wore a modified version of the cheongsam, which highlighted her figure without feeling tight or uncomfortable.

She found this kind of cheongsam quite pleasing and considered wearing it often.

Thus, she said, "I really like it; I never tried this style before..."

Secretary Jin interrupted her, "I beg you, don’t try this anymore. I’m a woman and even I can’t resist..."

An Ge: "..."

What kind of exceptional taste for women is this?

When An Ge arrived at Fengqiao Villa, Huo Shaoyan and Huo Qingzhou were sitting face-to-face, the atmosphere tense, as if a battle was about to erupt.

The butler, Uncle Fu, came in and said to Huo Shaoyan, "Young Master, Ms. An Ge has arrived."

Huo Shaoyan raised his eyelids toward the door and was about to retract his gaze when he paused.

Originally about to start a fight with Huo Qingzhou, Huo Qingzhou noticed a change in Huo Shaoyan’s aura and followed his gaze.

It wasn’t surprising Huo Shaoyan looked dead serious; Huo Qingzhou was also stunned by An Ge’s cheongsam ensemble.

In Huo Qingzhou’s impression, An Ge had an artistic dress style, always wearing things loose and wide. It was his first time seeing her in something form-fitting.

Beautiful, yes, but it didn’t hit Huo Qingzhou’s aesthetic sweet spot.

Huo Qingzhou took one look and withdrew his gaze, relaxing back into the sofa with an air of nonchalance.

Originally, Huo Shaoyan was about to fight him, but as the woman approached, Huo Shaoyan stood up.

Huo Qingzhou glanced up again; his eyes fell on Huo Shaoyan, who stood and walked toward An Ge, a deep, mocking sound escaping his nose.

"Tsk!"

This mock wasn’t aimed at Huo Shaoyan but at An Ge.

To dress like this to appease Huo Shaoyan, isn’t she afraid he’d devour her without leaving a scrap?

As Huo Qingzhou expected, Huo Shaoyan stopped right in front of An Ge, his gaze so intense it seemed as though it could tear her apart.

An Ge had dressed like this just to coax him, yet she was taken aback by the ferocity that flared in his eyes.

She opened her mouth, saying, "I..."

She only managed one word before the man draped his suit jacket over her, the ferocious desire in his eyes turning into a stern glint.

He said, "Do you not realize how startlingly attractive you are, or how much this figure makes men covet you? Wandering around like this, aren’t you afraid something might happen?"

An Ge pouted, "I specifically dressed like this for you. If you don’t like it, I won’t wear it next time..."

Before she could finish, the man coldly replied, "You wanted me to see it, couldn’t you have worn it at night?"

He paused, adding with a hint of implication, "Dressed so provocatively during the day, without knowing how many eyes have ogled and fantasized about you, go upstairs and change now."

Huo Shaoyan’s temper was something else.

Seeing his grim expression, An Ge stood on her tiptoes and kissed his chin, "Do you have my clothes upstairs?" Pausing, her tone laced with underlying meaning, "I won’t wear An Muxin’s leftovers."

Huo Shaoyan was already dazzled by her appearance in the cheongsam, with a fire lit within him.

An Ge’s light-as-a-feather kiss made his blood surge instantly.

Without hesitation, he tightened the suit jacket around An Ge and hoisted her up.

An Ge’s head was down, making her dizzy in an instant.

With large strides, Huo Shaoyan carried her upstairs, causing An Ge to feel more and more lightheaded.

She protested weakly to Huo Shaoyan, "I’m dizzy. Put me down, I’ll walk myself..."

Her wriggling provoked him, earning a sharp smack on her rear from Huo Shaoyan, "Behave yourself."

Sitting on the sofa, Huo Qingzhou glanced in their direction and shouted somewhat dissatisfiedly at Huo Shaoyan, "If you want to deal with her, could you at least let go of the person I want?"

Huo Shaoyan completely ignored him.

Huo Qingzhou seethed, tempted to kick over the coffee table in front of him.

Last night, he went to the Southern City Police Station and learned that Huo Qimeng had already been taken out by Huo Shaoyan. He intended to confront Huo Shaoyan at dawn.

However, knowing Huo Shaoyan, he waited until daylight to ask him.

Just now, Huo Shaoyan told him he could let her go, but Huo Qingzhou had to tell the truth.

Huo Shaoyan asked him only one question: Was Huo Chenghuan his daughter?

Without thinking, Huo Qingzhou denied it.

But Huo Shaoyan didn’t believe him.

Huo Shaoyan showed him a video of Huo Qimeng trapped in a cellar, threatening that if he didn’t tell the truth, he’d flood the cellar.

Enraged, Huo Qingzhou rolled up his sleeves, and seeing this, Huo Shaoyan did the same.

In short, An Ge appeared at such a moment.

Huo Qingzhou pondered, knowing it’s not easy to fool Huo Shaoyan about Huo Chenghuan’s identity.

He considered how he could seek An Ge’s help to retrieve Huo Qimeng from Huo Shaoyan’s hands without revealing Huo Chenghuan’s identity.

So, he took out his phone to call An Ge, even though the chances of her answering him were almost nil.

Upstairs, An Ge was thrown onto a big bed.

The act of throwing itself was rough enough, and since An Ge had been carried upstairs, she was a bit on edge by now.

Sitting up, she kicked Huo Shaoyan standing by the bed, "What’s gotten into you?"

Due to the cheongsam’s design, her kick lacked aggression and instead came off as more playful.

Huo Shaoyan felt her kick had... turned him on.

He undid two buttons on his collar, trying to regain composure.

An Ge felt a sharp itch at the back of her head, as if something had scratched her, making her uncomfortable.

She got off the bed and walked to the dressing mirror in the closet, tilting her head to check what had scratched her neck.

For the past two years, An Ge had been particularly mindful of her diet for health reasons, so her figure now seemed more luscious compared to five years ago.

She didn’t look overweight at a glance, but everything appeared perfectly where it should be, with incredibly smooth body proportions.

The moon-white cheongsam she wore accentuated her curvy figure, and while she was focused on adjusting her hair at the back of her head, she exuded an aura of unknowing allure.

Huo Shaoyan felt every step toward her intensified his breathing.

Because the cheongsam required it, An Ge had gone to a hair salon to have Tony do her hair in a retro style. The black hairpin holding her bun had been the source of her discomfort.

She attempted to remove the hairpin from her bun but found it tangled in her hair.

As she hesitated about asking Huo Shaoyan for help in taking it out, she turned around and found herself pressed against the full-length mirror, and then he kissed her fiercely.

With the glass mirror behind her and the man’s muscular chest in front, An Ge was utterly defenseless against such a dominant Huo Shaoyan and quickly went limp.

But it was broad daylight, with Huo Qingzhou downstairs. Along the way, she’d heard that Huo Qimeng had been brought here by Huo Shaoyan, and she could easily guess Huo Qingzhou’s reason for being here.

Now, with Huo Shaoyan eager to do this, An Ge was understandably not keen.

She quickly turned away from his kiss, using her arms to push some distance between them, hurriedly saying, "Can you not be like this? I only followed Secretary Jin’s advice to dress this way to make you happy, not to engage in broad daylight lust..."

Her eyes seemed awash with water, her cheeks tinged pink, her hair disheveled. This look was thoroughly dizzying, and it was unlikely Huo Shaoyan would calmly let her go.

Every cell in his body screamed that another second of resistance would be torturous.

With the sound of tearing fabric, An Ge’s eyes widened to an extreme, incredulous at the urgency of Huo Shaoyan.

"Wuh, Huo Shaoyan..."