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Huo Jincheng paused, sensing that the implication of those words was that he had not taken care of things properly.
Huo Jincheng directly took Jian Yunong's hand.
His dry, warm hand almost completely enveloped her small one.
Jian Yunong instinctively wanted to pull away when Huo Jinge entered the main hall.
"Third Brother!"
"Look who I brought with me!"
Standing behind Huo Jinge was a tall girl, her eyes sparkling with excitement upon seeing Huo Jincheng.
"Huo Jincheng, brother."
The sound of her childish voice made even Jian Yunong feel weak in the knees.
Jian Yunong glanced over at her, wanting to ask: Do you have an older sister with the surname Lin?
Huo Jincheng merely nodded proudly, acknowledging her presence.
"Your sister-in-law can't go hungry; I'll take her upstairs first."
With a gentle pull, Huo Jincheng brought Jian Yunong into his embrace, his arm wrapping around her shoulders.
"Do you feel it?"
Jian Yunong looked up at Huo Jincheng, his jawline strong and attractive.
To be honest, this man really has a devilishly handsome face; he appeals to both little girls and mature women alike.
Huo Jincheng responded with a puzzled look.
"I feel like my back is covered in the thorns of resentment," Jian Yunong said pitifully as she shifted her body slightly. "Can't you see?"
If looks could kill, Jian Yunong would have been done in by Huo Jincheng and that Vivi.
Just now, Huo Jincheng must have suddenly lost his mind and grabbed her hand because he saw them appear.
Jian Yunong quietly lowered her voice again, "Actually, there's a folk remedy for heartbreak: start a new relationship."
"Mm?"
This response clearly gave Jian Yunong a bit of courage to continue.
"Go love, as if you've never been hurt... ah..."
Jian Yunong covered her forehead and glared at him in dissatisfaction. "Speak properly; why resort to violence just because you're taller?"
"Don't think that just because you're my wife, you can meddle in my affairs."
Huo Jincheng's tone was much more serious and cold than before.
Jian Yunong muttered softly: Heartbroken people are really sensitive... How could she meddle in the CEO's matters? She really overestimated herself.
Huo Jincheng immediately lost his appetite and got up to walk outside.
At that moment, Huo's mother came downstairs and saw Huo Jincheng leaving, feeling displeased. "Where are you going? Have you eaten?"
"I’m full. I’m going to rest first."
Huo Jincheng didn’t look back.
However, the food in Huo Jincheng's bowl hadn’t been touched at all.
Jian Yunong guessed she had said something wrong again. Why did she have to bring up the topic of heartbreak?
"Wait."
As Jian Yunong was about to leave after finishing her meal, Huo's mother handed her a tray.
"I'm full."
"It's not for you. It's for Huo Jincheng. His stomach isn't good; he needs to eat something warm."
"Oh."
Jian Yunong took the tray and went upstairs.
Huo's mother shook her head as she watched her figure disappear.
Just then, Huo Jincheng suddenly appeared, standing at the railing on the second floor. "Butler! Butler!"
It looked like something was wrong.
"Third Young Master, what's wrong?"
"Who allowed you to move things in my room? Didn't I say that no one is allowed to touch my belongings without my permission?"
Huo Jincheng looked like an angry lion.
The last time he lost control like this was when Bai Ru misunderstood their relationship.
The butler felt wronged, "No one has entered your room these days, only Young Mistress slept there for one night."
Suddenly, the blame fell on Jian Yunong.
Jian Yunong was confused, "Yeah, I just took a nap in your room."
Huo Jincheng's sister-in-law seemed to hear the commotion and came out, "Jian Yunong, didn't I tell you not to mess with Huo Jincheng's things? You aren't even married yet, how can you casually throw away someone else's belongings?"
Huo's mother was already dissatisfied with Jian Yunong's ordinary background. Upon hearing about her carelessness with others' things, she joined in to scold Jian Yunong, "Didn't your family teach you that you can't mess with other people's belongings?"
The butler came out from Huo Jincheng's room, looking troubled: "I checked; the pair of paperweights that were on the young master's desk is missing."
Those items were small and it was normal for them to attract a girl's attention.
Huo's mother blamed Jian Yunong, "If you want something, just ask for it. Why resort to such petty behavior?"
Huo Jinge chimed in, "Isn't this what happens when someone hasn't seen much of the world? Thinking that marrying Third Brother means she can take anything from the house and use it as she pleases? What's the difference between that and being a thief?"
A girl named Vivi pulled Huo Jinge back, "Don't say such harsh things." She then turned to Jian Yunong with a gentle smile, "Sister, if there's something you like, I can buy it for you. Just don't take Brother Huo Jincheng's things, okay?"
Everyone was criticizing her.
Jian Yunong had experienced such scenes before.
There was even a hint of sarcasm at the corner of her mouth, but she didn't want to explain anything.
"What are you all saying?"
Huo Jincheng's cold voice interrupted the women's chatter. "How come each of you knows more about what's happening in my room than I do?"
Huo Jincheng's peach blossom eyes were chilling and fierce. When they swept over Bai Yao, Bai Yao clearly felt a shiver run down her spine.
Why did that statement feel like it was directed at her?
"I just had a book moved from under my bedside." Huo Jincheng strode up to Jian Yunong, took her tray with one hand, and pulled her toward the room with the other.
Everyone's faces were awkward.
Thinking back, Huo Jincheng hadn't actually mentioned losing anything, so how did this topic shift to Jian Yunong's upbringing?
Vivi smiled awkwardly, "Why doesn't she explain? Now we're all here worrying for nothing."
Huo Jinge chimed in, "Exactly! Exactly!"
Huo's mother looked slightly relieved. "This child Huo Jincheng really is something; such a small matter doesn't need to be blown out of proportion."
Bai Yao's smile faded. After everyone left, she stood alone in the hallway, her expression dark and uncertain.
As soon as they entered the room, Huo Jincheng released Jian Yunong.
"Why don't you explain?"
"Weren't you sharp-tongued when you were talking to me?"
"Why are you letting them slander you? Jian Yunong, is that really you?"
Huo Jincheng even pinched her cheek.
"Is explaining useful?"
Jian Yunong's nonchalant attitude suggested that this wasn't the first time she had encountered such a situation.
"It is useful."
Huo Jincheng looked deeply at Jian Yunong. "It's very useful for those who believe in you."
"Believe in me? Who believes in me? I don't even believe in myself."
Jian Yunong lowered her eyelids. "Actually, I was startled when you said something had been moved. I was afraid I might have taken something away without realizing it."
"Don't tell me you're feeling guilty!"
The slight pity that had just surged in Huo Jincheng's heart vanished in an instant. "You wouldn't know if you took something? Do you think things grow legs and jump onto you?"
Jian Yunong raised her head with a swish, proving that she was not feeling guilty. "The other day when I slept in your room, I fell asleep as soon as my head touched the pillow. I didn't even flip through your book."
"I know."
"Then why did you say that in front of others just now?"
"If I didn't say that, would you want to be scolded and cry over there?"
Huo Jincheng almost blurted it out. Jian Yunong gazed at him, their eyes locked together like a slow-motion scene in a movie.
Huo Jincheng felt uncomfortable under her delicate, clear eyes and turned his head away. "You are my wife, and you can only be bullied by me. Not even my mom can do that."
"That's not..." Jian Yunong clearly wasn't on the same wavelength as him. "Did you really lose something? That cute paperweight is gone?"
She stomped into the study and really couldn't find it.
"That thing should be important to you, right?"
Jian Yunong searched high and low, even lying on the carpet, almost turning into a gecko.
In the end, Huo Jincheng pulled her up from the floor and threw her onto the sofa to sit properly.
"It's not that important," Huo Jincheng said casually, but his hand unconsciously rubbed the place where the paperweight was kept.
"Is that thing a gift from Bai Ru?"
Jian Yunong asked tentatively.
Huo Jincheng's gaze instantly turned cold, and Jian Yunong knew she had guessed correctly.
"From this perspective, I indeed have the strongest motive. My husband's room still has things left by his ex, and as the new wife, I got jealous and threw them away as if they were trash."
Jian Yunong raised an eyebrow, "Am I right? I also had the opportunity to commit the act! And there are witnesses!"
Huo Jincheng's indifferent profile was both noble and harsh. "Jian Yunong, there are no outsiders here."
What kind of show of affection is this?
If he truly had feelings for her, would he casually use their marriage certificate as a table coaster? Would he encourage his husband to start a new life when a scheming woman approached?
"Alright, alright. I'm being serious now. Keeping your ex's things is completely okay; there's no problem at all. Sometimes letting go is much harder than holding on."
Jian Yunong suddenly saying such words made Huo Jincheng uncomfortable.
"It sounds like you've been in many relationships."
Pretending to be someone with experience in front of him.
Jian Yunong nodded, "Yeah!"
Huo Jincheng looked Jian Yunong up and down. "I see you've had a lot of experience getting dumped."
Jian Yunong wanted to say that he was the same, but thought better of it.
"What should we do with those things?"
Jian Yunong changed the subject.
Huo Jincheng sank into the sofa, his face indifferent. "If it's lost, then it's lost."
Jian Yunong thought about it too; after all, he was getting married. What was the point of keeping it? Was he going to pass it down to future generations?
Huo Jincheng suddenly stood up and started tidying up things from the bookshelf. Jian Yunong thought he had a sudden urge to clean the room and lay on the sofa watching him busy himself.
"Isn't this kind of thing usually left for the maid to do in your family? You rich people are just one step away from needing someone to feed you."
"I don't like others touching my things."
This point had already been mentioned to her by Sister-in-law of Huo Jincheng.
"Come here."
"What for? Didn't you say you don't like others touching your things?"
Huo Jincheng glared at her. "Are you 'others'?"
He shook the marriage certificate in his hand. "Jian Yunong, this kind of thing has to be done by you."
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