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Huo Jincheng's cold fingertips pressed against Jian Yunong's shoulder. There was no smile on his face, and his peach blossom eyes were filled with a chilling emptiness, devoid of the familiar desire that Jian Yunong recognized.
"What's wrong with you?" Jian Yunong instinctively tried to struggle, feeling the painful grip of his hand on her.
The sound of fabric tearing filled the air, and Jian Yunong felt a chill as her silk nightgown was ripped apart in Huo Jincheng's grasp.
Jian Yunong froze, shock spreading across her small face as she looked at Huo Jincheng in disbelief.
His eyes were a deep black, terrifyingly cold.
Jian Yunong trembled as she tried to shield herself, instinctively retreating. "Huo Jincheng... do you want to force me again?"
Huo Jincheng raised his hand and lightly fiddled with the buttons of his shirt collar, slowly unbuttoning the first, then the second, and third. He chuckled softly, "How can what happens between husband and wife be considered coercion? Is getting into bed with me considered being forced? What kind of logic is that?"
Jian Yunong's face turned pale. "But your expression... scared me..."
Huo Jincheng paused in unbuttoning his shirt and then got up from the bed.
What Ye Qingqing said still affected him; he couldn't help but think about Jian Yunong's resistance towards him.
"I'm going to take a shower."
Huo Jincheng rubbed his forehead, feeling somewhat regretful for his earlier recklessness.
On the bed, Jian Yunong carefully gathered the torn pieces of her nightgown to her chest and immediately got off the bed.
She didn't even bother to change into another nightgown; instead, she rushed to the vanity to find her medication and swallowed it down.
The pills stuck in her throat, dry and painful without any water to wash them down.
In the mirror, she saw a woman with a frightened expression, tears glistening at the corners of her eyes.
Jian Yunong wanted to cry.
After finally feeling a bit of relief, her mind seemed to revert back to its previous state that night.
Huo Jincheng returned from the shower, and Jian Yunong was already lying in bed with her back to him.
He lifted the blanket, and Jian Yunong stirred slightly.
What was meant to come still had to come.
Huo Jincheng embraced Jian Yunong from behind, and she did not resist.
A gentle kiss landed on her neck as Huo Jincheng whispered, "I'm sorry."
Jian Yunong was timid; he shouldn't have frightened her so roughly earlier.
Jian Yunong softly responded with a hum.
It seemed light and breezy, but her fingers were secretly gripping the sheets beneath her.
However, when Huo Jincheng kissed her lips, Jian Yunong still relaxed her grip.
Under the influence of the medication, she felt as if she were soaking in warm water, allowing her body to relax and floating along with Huo Jincheng's rhythm.
At the moment of satisfaction, Huo Jincheng secretly mocked himself for being overly concerned; Jian Yunong's earlier stiffness was merely fear of his roughness.
He was gentle with her, and she responded gently in turn.
Jian Yunong woke up to find it was already noon.
Huo Jincheng had long since gone to the office.
Jian Yunong rubbed her sore body; she had taken medicine after Huo Jincheng had wanted her for a long time last night. While washing up, Jian Yunong noticed the dark, hickey-like marks on her neck and collarbone.
She expressionlessly covered up those marks.
At that moment, Mist Shenshen's phone rang. "Where are you?"
"At home," Jian Yunong replied vaguely.
"You're still at home? Didn't you say you were coming to work? I've transferred you to the headquarters! You actually decided to be late on your first day!"
Jian Yunong felt as if she had been struck by lightning.
"Cough cough cough!" Food went down the wrong pipe, and Jian Yunong couldn't speak.
Mist Shenshen's gritted teeth voice came through the phone, "You told me you wanted to work! You're going to drive me crazy! I've already helped you establish connections. Hotel Management Group is not like Dynasty Hotel. You either come over right now, or just stay at home and be a rich lady. No more crying about being idle!"
Jian Yunong felt that Aunt Wu Shenshen practically wanted to crawl through the radio waves and strangle her.
An hour later, Jian Yunong rushed to Hotel Management Group.
There was traffic on the way, and by the time Jian Yunong arrived, it was already the afternoon work hours.
Jian Yunong first went to report to Human Resources.
The person who received her was the manager of the Human Resources Department, who looked very serious, wearing black-rimmed glasses, with hair neatly combed, not a single strand out of place.
"What is the reason for your tardiness?"
Jian Yunong lowered her head in embarrassment. How could she say it was because your President kept her up too late last night, causing her to sleep until noon?
She could only say, "There were some issues at home."
"The first rule in the employee handbook is no tardiness. Didn't you learn this well at the branch office?"
“……”
Jian Yunong was scolded thoroughly and repeatedly assured that she would not make mistakes again before being assigned to the Secretariat.
Everyone at the Secretariat was busy, and Jian Yunong was assigned the simplest task of organizing documents.
The entire afternoon, Jian Yunong was focused on modifying documents on her computer, and by the time she was supposed to leave work, she still hadn’t finished. Since she had been late on her first day, Jian Yunong decided to stay and work overtime.
The others at the Secretariat had not left either, but their minds were more active than during work hours, and they quietly began chatting.
“Let’s bet whether Mr. Huo will leave early today at seven.”
“He definitely will. After all, he just got married and is eager to go home to be with his new wife.”
“I’m really curious about what the First Lady looks like. To be able to outshine the superstar Bai Ru, she must be a great beauty.”
“Just how beautiful does she have to be?”
“She must be very beautiful; she’s definitely a wealthy heiress who matches the president’s status.”
However, the legendary First Lady was actually sitting right next to them, repeating the tedious task of organizing documents. Their discussions made Jian Yunong feel embarrassed, and she desperately tried to lower her presence so they wouldn’t notice her.
She was neither more beautiful than Bai Ru nor a wealthy heiress; it was merely because of a childhood engagement that Huo Jincheng had to marry her.
Jian Yunong thought silently that before leaving the Secretariat, she must not let these people know her identity; it would be nice to leave them with some beautiful fantasies!
Suddenly, her phone rang.
She had forgotten to silence it.
In an instant, the entire office fell silent for five seconds.
Jian Yunong hurriedly turned it off.
The president's office was right next door.
The previously closed door opened at that moment, and the most senior member of the Secretariat stood up, "Mr. Huo, is there anything you need help with?"
Huo Jincheng scanned the room and, not seeing any familiar faces, thought he might be hearing things.
"Nothing."
The office door closed once again.
Jian Yunong, without exception, was lectured again.
"In the office, your phone must be on silent! The president's office requires absolute quiet."
"I... I understand..." Jian Yunong sighed, glancing at the phone in her hand, where the word "Husband" was flashing on the screen.
This new phone was given to her by Huo Jincheng that morning, placed on the bedside table.
Jian Yunong picked it up and started using it right away.
The word "Husband" was definitely saved by Huo Jincheng.
Jian Yunong felt a bit speechless and glanced around at the others before quietly sneaking into the restroom to take the call.
"Where are you? Why did you hang up on me?"
"Ah... I accidentally disconnected. What's wrong?"
"Grandpa and Grandma want us to go home for dinner."
Usually, dinner at the Huo Family Old Residence is scheduled for Wednesdays and weekends. Today is Monday; why would they suddenly want us to go back for dinner?
"Okay, I'll head over directly."
"I'll go home and pick you up."
"No need to trouble yourself. I can just take a cab over."
Huo Jincheng did not argue.
Jian Yunong stayed in the restroom for a while, and when she returned, the people from the Secretariat were already packing up to leave because Huo Jincheng had also left.
Jian Yunong began to pack her things as well.
She couldn't afford to arrive later than Huo Jincheng.
However, the person in charge of the Secretariat called out to her.
"Have you finished your organizing work for today?"
Jian Yunong paused, "Not yet."
"What are we going to do then? We need these things for tomorrow."
Jian Yunong bit her lip and decided not to go for dinner; she would finish this first.
"Then I'll complete it today."
Jian Yunong had no choice but to sit back down at her desk.
She couldn't find a suitable reason not to go, so she could only hope to finish her work quickly.
Just then, Aunt Wu Shenshen's phone call came in. Jian Yunong anxiously told her that the work wasn't finished and that Grandpa and Grandma wanted them to come home for dinner.
"First, go back to the old house for dinner. The rest, copy it and take it back to do."
Jian Yunong felt enlightened and flattered Mist Shenshen, "Auntie, you are really amazing."
"Nong Nong, be a bit clever when you encounter things."
Mist Shenshen truly had no way to deal with Jian Yunong and felt helpless.
"Isn't that why I have you! Hehe."
"What if I'm not around?"
"How could that be? You are a beauty who brings disaster; you'll live for a thousand years!"
Mist Shenshen laughed, "You're indirectly calling me a turtle."
Jian Yunong hurried back to the Huo Family Old Residence.
The usual tranquility was absent; today everyone was sitting in the living room, each with a solemn expression, as if they were holding a family meeting to discuss something very serious.
Jian Yunong instinctively walked over to Huo Jincheng's side, wanting to ask what was wrong but hesitating.
The entire living room was too quiet.
Jian Yunong felt a bit nervous. Huo Jincheng held her hand, "Grandpa and Grandma, I'll take Jian Yunong to eat first."
Jian Yunong was startled when she heard this; the whole family was sitting there, and Huo Jincheng dared to speak up and ask for special treatment to eat first. Jian Yunong lowered her voice and said weakly, "Isn't that inappropriate?"
Grandpa held the Dragon-Headed Cane and remained silent.
Grandma nodded, "Go ahead. Jing Ge, you all go eat first."
The only younger generation left uncalled were Huo Liangchen and his wife.
"You two, come with us to the study."
Grandma stood up and went upstairs first.
The atmosphere in the dining room was also very oppressive. The three of them sat at the table, and it wasn't until the elders in the living room had left that there was a slight easing of tension.
"Third Brother... what do you think..." Huo Jinge, being the youngest, couldn't hold back and asked first.
"Eat. It's not for children to interfere in adult matters."
Huo Jinge pouted but obediently lowered his head to eat.
The dining table for three was even more oppressive than when the elders were present.
Huo Jincheng finished just one bowl and left first.
That left Huo Jinge and Jian Yunong.
Jian Yunong mouthed, "What's going on?"
Huo Jinge looked around to make sure no one was listening before whispering, "Eldest Brother wants to divorce Sister-in-law!"
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