Disheartened, I Fled from the CEO with Our Babies
Chapter 254 Tender Care, Pamper Her

Chapter 254: Chapter 254 Tender Care, Pamper Her

"Be good," he said.

An Ge wasn’t very cooperative, which made it difficult for Young Master Huo.

He coaxed her, "Weren’t you here to cheer me up? Just cooperate, relax, don’t be so tense, and I’ll be quite satisfied..."

An Ge’s eyes turned red with urgency, and her voice was slightly broken, "But it’s broad daylight..."

Young Master Huo’s voice was husky, with an indescribable hint of persuasion, "What’s wrong with daylight? Who said you can’t be like this during the day?"

An Ge was suddenly at a loss for words.

Young Master Huo looked at their reflection in the mirror, suddenly mischievous, and turned An Ge’s body. He made her face the mirror and had her from behind, his voice low and seductive, "Next time, don’t dress like this for anyone other than me. It doesn’t matter if they’re male or female. Look at yourself, dressed like that, who could resist?"

An Ge was so mad she wanted to kick him, but she didn’t realize just how much her actions affected him.

He was no longer polite with her.

Perhaps realizing she couldn’t stop him, or maybe because her reflection in the mirror looked so alluring that she herself felt embarrassed, An Ge soon went limp.

Because Huo Qingzhou was still downstairs, Shaoyan dealt with things quickly.

Half an hour later, he took the sweaty An Ge into the bathroom.

He loved holding her on the sink, so he did just that. Once inside, he sat her on it, looked into her bright red eyes, and gently coaxed her, "Alright, see, I wasn’t too much, was I? Just once..."

Even though it was just half an hour.

Still, maintaining such an uncomfortable position, anyone would get upset.

An Ge was truly angry, both at Shaoyan’s behavior and her own lack of resolve.

Tears were streaming down her face.

Whether she was really crying or faking, Shaoyan could tell.

When she cried, Shaoyan was at his wit’s end.

He could only speak to her gently, "Alright, my ancestor, tell me what you want, and I’ll agree to it. Don’t cry, okay?"

It was quite a sight, Shaoyan actually comforting someone like this.

An Ge stopped her tears, genuinely unreserved, "When can I see Ah Qian?"

Shaoyan pulled out a tissue to wipe her eyes, pinched her chin with his fingers, and kissed her shimmering lips, saying, "I’ll let you see him tonight."

An Ge raised an eyebrow, "You’re not lying to me?"

"If I lie to you, I won’t touch you for a month."

Not touching women for a month might be bearable for the average man, but for Shaoyan, with his current needs, it was quite a severe punishment.

An Ge believed him.

Her attitude improved slightly, "And about the surgery for Huanhuan..."

"It’s just a liver transplant, anytime you want it done, just say the word."

An Ge raised her eyebrows even higher, "You’re so agreeable."

"You’ve bewitched me. Now I could even give you my life, satisfied?"

An Ge wrapped her arms around his waist, looked at him, and said, "I don’t want your life, but I want Huanhuan’s surgery done in the Imperial City; the medical standards there are better..."

Shaoyan didn’t think much of it, "Alright."

An Ge continued, "How about setting it for the fifteenth of next month? And you, during this time, can’t smoke or drink heavily. I need a healthy liver donor."

"Okay."

An Ge thought he agreed too easily, "You wouldn’t back out then, would you?"

Shaoyan raised an eyebrow, looked at her, and said, "My word is golden, unless you cheat on me."

An Ge gave him a gentle smile and lazily said, "How could I? I’m your woman now, marked from head to toe with your brand. Even if I wanted to stray, no other man would dare approach."

Her words, "I’m your woman now," thoroughly appeased Shaoyan.

He cradled her face in his hands, his Phoenix Eyes deep and soft as he gazed at her, "If you could always keep making me happy like this, the chances of me spoiling you would be quite high."

An Ge lifted her legs, wrapped them around his waist, drawing them close.

They’d just shared a heated moment, and though her cheongsam remained intact, she was emptily dressed underneath.

Thus, her action shifted the color of Shaoyan’s eyes to a darker shade.

His Phoenix Eyes narrowed, "What? Not satisfied?"

An Ge wrapped her arms around his neck, clung to him completely, and said, spoiled, "Of course not. I just thought it would make you happy. Didn’t you say to keep you pleased? Can’t you tell I’m trying to please you..."

"This isn’t pleasing, it’s seducing."

An Ge bit his neck, "When a woman actively throws herself at a man and offers intimacy, even if it’s seduction, it’s also pleasing."

The two indulged for a while until, downstairs, Huo Qingzhou, grew impatient and came to find them.

Of course, Huo Qingzhou didn’t barge in.

He stood outside the bedroom door, his voice unusually sharp, "Indulging in the day is shameless enough, I’ve given you a lot of face. It’s been long enough, shouldn’t it end by now?"

Shaoyan forced Huo Qingzhou to show up to clarify one thing, who little Huanhuan’s father truly was.

This was very important to Shaoyan.

So, he quickly walked out of the bedroom. Compared to the menacing aura downstairs earlier, he now seemed pleased after his desires had been satisfied.

Huo Qingzhou’s gaze lingered on the bite mark on his neck for a second before looking away, and he commented, "Pretty intense, not afraid of that witch draining you."

Shaoyan closed the master bedroom door and walked downstairs first.

Once seated on the sofa, Shaoyan got straight to the point, "If you want me to release Huo Qimeng, tell me the truth about it."

Huo Qingzhou said, "I already told you, Huanhuan is not your daughter. If you don’t believe me, just bring her back and do a paternity test."

Shaoyan wanted to light a cigarette, but An Ge had just asked him to quit smoking and drinking.

So, he stopped mid-action.

He merely brought the cigarette to his nose, sniffed it, then looked up at Huo Qingzhou, his voice cold, "Don’t think I don’t know you all have been conspiring against me with Lu Huai’an. With your combined abilities, I have every reason to believe you could manipulate the DNA paternity test results. What I get may not be the truth. So, I want to hear you say it."

Shaoyan was too astute, not easily deceived.

Considering this, Huo Qingzhou said, "If you really don’t believe it, there’s nothing I can do."

Shaoyan snapped the cigarette in half and chuckled coldly, "Really? So it seems Huo Qimeng doesn’t mean anything to you, just like a fart?"

Huo Qingzhou’s expression darkened, and he furrowed his brows, saying, "Shaoyan, one shouldn’t act without limits..."

Shaoyan coldly interrupted him, "Without a firm hand, some things don’t achieve the desired effect."

During their conversation, Shaoyan had someone play a video projection.

On the screen was Huo Qimeng, frightened and dodging a swarm of mice.

Huo Qimeng had been living in Huo Qingzhou’s residence since she was about ten. She was timid, getting frightened by even a caterpillar could cause her a high fever, let alone a whole pack of ugly rats?

Scared, Huo Qimeng let out terrified screams, her face exceptionally pale.

Her clothes and hair were soaked with sweat, and she looked helplessly into the camera, crying, "Uncle, save me, Uncle, please save me, boo hoo, I don’t want to die... I don’t want to die... boo hoo..."

For the first time, Huo Qingzhou was shaken by Qimeng’s miserable state.

He flew into a rage.

He flipped the table!

Everything on the coffee table shattered and clattered to the floor.

But Shaoyan turned a blind eye.

He turned off the projector and looked at Huo Qingzhou, whose face had grown extremely unpleasant, and said coldly, "I’ll ask you one last time, is Huanhuan my daughter? If you don’t tell the truth, I’ll send Qimeng somewhere you’ll never find her again in your life!"

Huo Qingzhou tugged his tie, his temples pulsed with fury, and he said in a deep voice, "Shaoyan, even though this is your turf, you can’t just mess with my people like that..."

Shaoyan interrupted him, "These days, even in broad daylight, someone suddenly disappearing or dying isn’t a big deal. That idiot Huo Qimeng of yours is exactly the type those human traffickers love to target.

"You try it; if you don’t tell me the truth, she could be sold to some remote mountain tomorrow to become a child bride or to some illicit place for men’s amusement."

He paused, his tone suggestive, "I heard she’s a dance student, with a figure and body that men would surely love..."

Finally, Huo Qingzhou couldn’t take it anymore, and just as he swung his fist at Shaoyan, Shaoyan pressed a small black revolver to his brow.

Huo Qingzhou clenched his teeth, licked his lips, and suddenly laughed, "You really think Huanhuan is your daughter?"

Shaoyan said, "Huo Qingzhou, I don’t believe there’s anyone in this world whose mouth I’ll fail to open. Are you going to talk or not?"

Huo Qingzhou said, "Since you’re so eager to know, why not let me tell you..."

It was at that moment An Ge appeared.

By then, she had changed clothes.

A white dress flowed around her, and her long hair hung loosely down her back.

She walked between them, took the gun from Shaoyan’s hand, then looked at him and said, "If you want to know something, ask me. Don’t make it difficult for others."

Shaoyan looked down at her, amused yet not entirely so, "But it’s not easy to get an honest word from you."

An Ge said, "Let Huo Qimeng go."

Shaoyan didn’t speak.

An Ge looked at him and said, "Huanhuan really isn’t your daughter. Our daughter..."

She paused, then began to fabricate a tale, "Five years ago, after I was rescued, our daughter died shortly after being born. I buried her overseas. If you don’t believe me, you can send someone to check overnight, even dig her up and run a paternity test."

Shaoyan squinted his eyes without saying a word.