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Huo Jincheng remained silent.
It was clearly unwise to confront his mother.
He didn't want to say much.
Jian Yunong was still waiting for him at home, and Huo Jincheng saw no reason to waste time arguing with his mother here.
When it came to arguments, winning against a woman was not as good as losing to one, especially a strong-willed woman like his mother.
Huo Jincheng thought to himself, you have your demands, I have my countermeasures.
Seeing her son no longer insisting, his mother felt a little more at ease. She really didn't want to see Huo Jincheng act like he did when he was with Bai Ru, constantly opposing her and showing no regard for her as his mother.
After all, Jian Yunong was not Bai Ru.
Although his mother looked down on Bai Ru, just as she did with Jian Yunong, she still felt that Bai Ru was at least much better than Jian Yunong.
The Bai Family, though declining day by day and now hardly relevant in Nancheng, was still better off than a fallen phoenix compared to a chicken.
Moreover, Bai Ru's looks and figure were clearly more enticing to men than Jian Yunong's.
His mother subjectively believed that her son's feelings for Jian Yunong were superficial. Thus, Huo Jincheng compromised without much resistance to her arrangements, which his mother considered normal and within her expectations.
“What problem does Jian Yunong have now?” His mother asked knowingly.
Huo Jincheng didn't want his mother to know too much about Jian Yunong's current situation, so he vaguely replied, “Same old problem, her health isn't very good.”
Huo's mother understood that Huo Jincheng was lying, but she didn't call him out on it, knowing that Jian Yunong wouldn't dare say anything either.
"If you're sick, get treatment," Huo's mother said sternly.
"Mom, Nong Nong is very timid. Please don't be like this."
A girl brought into the family shouldn't be treated with such a commanding tone as if she were a subordinate.
What had they done to owe the Huo Family?
"Nong Nong is my savior," Huo Jincheng reminded her. "And I forced her into this marriage."
Huo's mother didn't believe him. "Don't make excuses for her."
"I didn't expect you to think I'm actually quite perfect in your eyes," Huo Jincheng said with a hint of self-mockery in his voice.
Huo's mother coughed uncomfortably. "Get back to work."
See? Three sentences without mentioning work.
Huo Jincheng stood up and replied slowly, "Yes, Chairman Huo."
Huo's mother raised an eyebrow. "If you're worried about Jian Yunong, you can leave her to me. I'll have the best doctors treat her."
As long as Jian Yunong was back in her hands, this time she would make sure Jian Yunong would agree to divorce.
Did they really think the Huo Family was so easy to deal with?
Huo Jincheng was not at ease handing Jian Yunong over to Mother Huo.
He suppressed the doubts in his eyes, "Chairman Huo, when did you start caring about personal matters?"
Mother Huo: "..."
Addressing her as 'Chairman' was really unpleasant.
Mother Huo opened her mouth, ready to scold him, but held back.
Huo Jincheng smiled faintly, "Chairman Huo, if you have no further instructions, I will take my leave. I will definitely complete the tasks you assigned."
As for how to complete them, that was his own business.
When Huo Jincheng returned home, Jian Yunong was still asleep in bed.
A small lamp was on in the room, casting warm orange light on Jian Yunong's face, creating varying shades of light and shadow.
Why did it seem like she had lost a lot of weight?
It had only been less than a month since he left; where had the adorable chubbiness on her face gone?
Huo Jincheng lay down beside Jian Yunong and watched his silly wife sleep.
Seeing her in the same room with Yi Nansheng today had nearly driven him mad with anger.
Huo San Shao would never tell anyone that he was dying of jealousy.
He even had the urge to kill Yi Nansheng.
Although he always thought, who doesn't have a past? Jian Yunong didn't mind his past, so he should reciprocate and remain calm, after all, those were all things of the past.
Everyone understands this logic, but when the moment truly arrives, Huo Jincheng's rationality becomes uncontrollable.
He even thought about killing Jian Yunong; she made him lose control, she made him feel unlike himself.
Huo Jincheng himself didn't understand why this silly wife, who only knew how to eat, had such a significant impact on him.
Even though he once loved Bai Ru so much, after Bai Ru crossed his bottom line, he simply let go when Huo Jincheng told him to.
This unsolvable problem remained unanswered for Huo Jincheng until Jian Yunong had already left him.
...
Jian Yunong rarely had a sleep without any disturbances, but her sleep quality was not high.
When she opened her eyes, it was already noon. Sunlight poured in, and the wind moved the curtains, casting dancing shadows on the floor like a beautiful performance.
Jian Yunong watched for a long time before slowly getting up and standing by the window. She never felt that sunlight and wind—things that usually felt insignificant—were incredibly precious at this moment.
As the wind blew, her drowsy mind became slightly clearer.
"Awake?"
A deep, magnetic voice sounded from behind her.
Jian Yunong did not turn back; a pair of gentle hands had already lifted her up.
"You're not even wearing shoes," Huo Jincheng said with a hint of reproach.
Jian Yunong was placed on the bed, and Huo Jincheng held her feet in his hands, using the warmth of his palms to gradually dispel the numbness in her feet.
It turned out that only by feeling warmth could one realize the coldness.
Jian Yunong thought absentmindedly that her current pain might be because Huo Jincheng had once given her warmth.
It made her deeply trapped, unable to extricate herself.
Reality always excels at giving you a sweet date and then slapping you, leaving you disoriented.
Huo Jincheng cradled her small feet in his embrace, the ten tiny toes were delicate and adorable.
Unable to resist, Huo Jincheng gently caressed them, and then he couldn't help but lift them up and planted a heavy kiss on the top of her foot.
Jian Yunong blinked, looking at Huo Jincheng with a strange expression. Wasn't Huo San Shao someone who was averse to germs?
"Who are you?" Jian Yunong asked warily, trying to pull her feet back.
Huo Jincheng was exasperated. "I was only away on a business trip for a few days, and you don't even recognize your husband!"
So sleepy!
Huo Jincheng kissed her ankle again, where his fingers could completely encircle it, playing with it delicately.
"Who do you think I am?" Huo Jincheng's voice lowered, and the atmosphere became dangerous.
That kind of gaze felt familiar again. Jian Yunong shrank back; it was a sign that some beast was about to break free.
The meat that was already on the tip of his tongue, how could Young Master Huo let it go easily?
His kiss lingered on her beautiful leg, moving upward.
Jian Yunong retreated, while Huo Jincheng advanced.
When she backed up to the bedside table and was about to bump the back of her head against the headboard, Huo Jincheng leaned down, lifting her by the hips and directly placing her onto his lap.
At this moment, Jian Yunong found herself on his legs, unable to go anywhere.
She didn't dare to move, like a small animal maintaining its last silence in front of a huge ferocious beast.
To avoid provoking him into a frenzy with even the slightest misstep.
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