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Jian Yunong did not expect to run into the secretary. Her first reaction was, oh no, she wouldn't be able to hide her marriage to Huo Jincheng any longer. Her colleagues at the company would now know that she was a liar!
Although she hadn't been to the office for a long time, she could already predict that starting tomorrow, people would say she was clearly someone who got in through connections, lacking ability yet still entering the Hotel Management Group's Secretariat.
No, she had never thought about exposing her relationship with Huo Jincheng when she had achieved nothing.
Her ideal situation was to accomplish something significant, becoming a shrewd and capable secretary, so that others would say she, Jian Yunong, was worthy of being matched with Huo Jincheng.
While Jian Yunong was internally collapsing, her face showed no expression. However, she couldn't shake the feeling that this Jiang Secretary looked quite scared.
As the two exchanged silent glances at the door, Huo Jincheng's voice came from the kitchen as he walked over, "Honey, who is it?"
He was worried and had come over to check.
"Mr. Huo." Upon hearing him call her "honey," Jiang Secretary felt as if she had been struck by lightning in surprise.
She had always thought that Jian Yunong and Huo Jincheng were in a secret affair, never expecting him to actually call Jian Yunong his wife.
"Yeah. Thank you for your hard work."
Huo Jincheng took the ingredients from her hands without any intention of inviting Jiang Secretary inside.
The secretary forced a smile, "Goodbye, Mr. Huo, Mrs. Huo."
"Goodbye."
Huo Jincheng closed the door.
At the moment the door closed, Jiang Secretary could still hear Huo Jincheng's voice, "Nong Nong, I prepared a fruit platter for you."
Jiang Secretary was momentarily frozen, really wanting to record that gentle voice. Who was it? It definitely wasn't the Mr. Huo she knew!
Inside, Jian Yunong let out a wail, covering her face and whining that she didn't want to eat fruit anymore.
She lay on the sofa, and it was no use for Huo Jincheng to comfort her. She cried out, "My life, my dreams! They've all been ruined!"
This was serious. Huo Jincheng immediately pulled her up with a dark expression. Jian Yunong dodged left and right but was forcibly pulled into his embrace, her small face facing him.
"What’s going on?"
Huo Jincheng stared at her without blinking.
If Jian Yunong dared to say her life was ruined because she married him, he feared he wouldn't be able to help but squeeze her.
Jian Yunong's tears flowed freely. "It's all your fault! You had Jiang Secretary deliver things! Now everyone in the company knows I got in through the back door."
Just for this?
Huo Jincheng thought his little daughter-in-law was overreacting. What was there to cry about over this? She even refused to eat.
Huo Jincheng gently touched her cheek and said, "But everyone in the company knows you are Mist Shenshen's niece." To outsiders, you were just someone who came in through the back door.
Is this supposed to be comforting?
Is he trying to irritate her?
What nonsense!
Jian Yunong pouted.
Huo Jincheng kissed her rosy little lips, rubbing her thin face, while making a silent vow to take good care of his little wife. He comforted her, saying, "Alright, alright, don’t be upset. Don’t worry about what others think. The one who pays your salary is me. I’m happy to do it. Besides, you are the First Lady; what’s there to be afraid of?"
As soon as Jian Yunong heard the words "First Lady," her previously bright face began to cloud over again.
She sniffled and said, "I don’t want people to say that you married a wife who can’t do anything. I’ve gotten used to living aimlessly and doing nothing, but now that I’m your wife, I don’t want to be like before—accomplishing nothing and being useless."
Huo Jincheng felt a warmth in his heart; it turned out that his little wife was so concerned because of this.
He really couldn’t kiss her enough.
Wiping away the tears on her face with his fingertips, Huo Jincheng spoke softly, "My dear wife, you don’t need to have a successful career. After all, I’m not looking for a business partner; I just want someone who can share a simple life with me. For example, if I work hard to prepare a feast, she can appreciate it and eat it all up."
Jian Yunong sniffled and lifted her head from his embrace. "I understand now; you’re saying I eat a lot!"
Huo Jincheng laughed and playfully rubbed her nose. "So do you want to finish eating?"
"Think! Huo Jincheng's cooking is so good, everything he makes is something she loves to eat!" Jian Yunong pounced on him like a little puppy, showering Huo Jincheng with kisses.
Huo Jincheng felt a fire ignite within him and flipped over, pinning Jian Yunong down on the sofa.
At that moment, Jian Yunong furrowed her brows and said, "Honey, listen."
Huo Jincheng was startled by her sudden seriousness; his hand that had slipped under her clothes froze as he nervously perked up his ears. "What's wrong?"
Jian Yunong touched her belly.
Huo Jincheng was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly sat up straight. "Nong Nong, are we having a baby?"
He thought she wanted him to listen to the movements of the baby inside her.
Jian Yunong blinked her innocent eyes and said, "Oh, you're just thinking about the baby. Does that mean if there's a baby, you won't want me anymore?"
Huo Jincheng scooped her up in his arms. "What are you talking about? How could I not want you?"
"But you used to..."
Forget it, the past is in the past.
Jian Yunong also felt it was pointless to keep bringing it up.
At that time, she never expected to fall in love with Huo Jincheng, and Huo Jincheng probably felt the same way.
You never know who you will spark with; quietly, love arrives.
Jian Yunong kissed his cheek and hummed, "It's my stomach that's growling."
Huo Jincheng: "..."
He was worried that Jian Yunong was pregnant.
Really...
Huo Jincheng couldn't tell whether the feeling he had just experienced was happiness or...
He immediately got up and said, "Then you should eat some fruit before the meal."
Jian Yunong frowned, "I don't want to."
Huo Jincheng looked at her disapprovingly.
Only then did Jian Yunong say sweetly, "I want to save room in my stomach for the food you cook."
Huo Jincheng chuckled, "But fruit is also delicious and good for your health."
"No. There is nothing in this world that can compare to the dishes you make."
This was the highest praise for Huo Jincheng.
Huo Jincheng happily picked Jian Yunong up and sat her on the bar.
Jian Yunong watched him busying himself.
Having this handsome man by her side felt truly reassuring.
Jian Yunong couldn't help but ask, "Honey, will you leave me again?"
Huo Jincheng replied without turning his head, "Of course not."
Jian Yunong rested her chin on her hands, her fair face a mix of happiness and sadness, her eyes fixed on Huo Jincheng, not wanting to miss any of his movements. "What I mean is, will you leave Nancheng for a long time like you did this time?"
Huo Jincheng paused slightly in his actions. "I will try not to."
Jian Yunong fell silent.
She actually knew it was unrealistic to expect Huo Jincheng not to go anywhere. But she was really scared.
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