Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!

Jiayi hurriedly climbed down from Huo Zhenyang's back, and because she was in a hurry, she accidentally bumped into the nightstand, "Ouch," she said, rubbing her foot.

The butler, Luo, asked loudly in concern, "Young Master, what happened? Are you alright?"

Feeling the weight of the girl lessen on his back brought Huo Zhenyang a sense of relief, yet there was an indescribable emptiness that followed. He replied lazily, "I'm fine. It was just an allergy attack, I was taking medication for it."

Having heard from people at the Huo Family's main residence that the Young Master once came into accidental contact with an allergen in some food, nearly dying from the incident and only surviving after being resuscitated, the butler, Luo, dared not leave upon hearing this, "Should I call the private doctor from the hunting ground over, or should the driver and I take you to the hospital?"

Huo Zhenyang's brow furrowed slightly, "No need, I'm almost better. You all go downstairs first."

Still concerned, the butler persisted, knocking on the door, "Young Master, why don't you open the door so I can take a look for myself?"

Xue Jingchuan teased, "Zhenyang, is Miss Jiayi also in there with you?"

Huo Zhenyang, inexplicably thinking about the scene at the banquet earlier where she wiped Xue Jingchuan's clothes, responded with a cool indifference, "Yes, she's changing her clothes."

Having no alternative, the butler could only lead Xue Jingchuan and the others downstairs.

Jiayi was about to open the door and leave when she heard the man's voice from behind her, "Change your clothes before you go down."

"Do I really need to change clothes?" Jiayi glared at him, although her own black dress did indeed have a few drops of red wine stain on it.

Huo Zhenyang put on a clean shirt, his slender fingers leisurely fastening the buttons one by one, glancing at a box on the crystal coffee table, "There's a set of women's clothes inside. Change into it."

Inside the box was a set of women's clothing, a spare outfit prepared for her to change into midway through the evening's banquet.

"The woman of the CEO of Huo Group attending a banquet, how could she possibly wear just one gown from start to finish?" Huo Zhenyang sneered lightly. "You might not feel embarrassed, but I do."

Biting her lip, Jiayi ultimately lifted the lid and took out the clothes—it was a blood-red, tight-fitting cocktail dress.

She looked around the bedroom, what did it mean… The restroom inside the bedroom was actually an all-around transparent glass style, which couldn't possibly block any revealing views!

This man, he was so subtly provocative! What's with a transparent-style restroom!

She secretly shot him a glare, "You... go out first."

"My girlfriend is changing clothes, and I have to leave? What would they think if they saw me outside?" Huo Zhenyang refused.

If looks could kill, he would have had a hundred holes in him by now. Jiayi held back her frustration and said, "Then turn around!"

Accommodating her request, Huo Zhenyang shrugged his shoulders and slowly turned around.

Jiayi quickly took off her black dress and slipped into the red gown, and after a moment, she called out, "I'm done."

Turning back to face her, Huo Zhenyang caught his breath.

If just now she resembled an inviolable black-clad lily, now in a blaze of fiery red, she was like a sultry, thorny rose.

Feeling the sparks of heat in the man's gaze, Jiayi hurried to open the door, "Let's go."

No sooner had she stepped out and walked a few paces when she felt the weight on her shoulder increase as a large men's suit jacket was placed over her.

"What's this for?" She tugged at the suit, this man, always complicating things.

"There will be male guests downstairs, you have no shame, but I do," Huo Zhenyang spoke indifferently.

She was speechless. Had this phrase become his catchphrase? She couldn't help but mutter, "It's not like I picked out this dress."

Before, who knew she was so stunning? A dress she wore could make a man's nose bleed. Huo Zhenyang didn't speak, but his eyes inadvertently darkened a bit.

In the living room, several young masters saw the two coming down, and were just about to greet them with a smile when they saw Jiayi, and their smiles grew a bit more flirtatious.

The girl was draped in a man's suit, loose and baggy, revealing two evenly fair and delicate legs underneath, and the sensual dress that peeked out from the suit added a mysterious and tempting allure.

"We were all wondering what dress Miss Jiayi changed into upstairs, turns out it's C Family's latest design, crafted by their chief designer Jassica Y, right? I wanted to buy it for my fiancée last month but couldn't get my hands on it. Huo is really capable."

"Why cover up something so beautiful? It's simply too wasteful! Ha-ha!"

"Yeah, Miss Jiayi has such a great figure, she must look good in that dress, why bother with a coat? It's a total waste."

Huo Zhenyang's face turned cold, as if ice hailed upon it, chilling by several degrees.

The cold visage of President Huo in the business world was something these young masters had all experienced, but now his expression was even more severe, and they promptly swallowed their teasing remarks.

Xue Jingchuan raised the corner of his lips, making peace: "Alright, alright, you guys have no tact. No matter how good Miss Jiayi looks, she's for Huo's eyes only. Let's move on."

The group moved toward the outdoor dinner party. Upon re-entering, Jiayi, having trouble with her shoes that didn't quite fit, told Huo Zhenyang to go ahead. Just as she bent down to adjust them and then looked up again, she saw Xue Jingchuan hadn't left either; he was standing at the entrance, his peach blossom eyes narrowing with clear interest as he fixed them on her.

He had already changed out of the wine-stained clothes, now wearing a carefree POLO shirt that made him look even more handsome and slender.

Actually, from some discussions she overheard among the female staff at the hunting grounds, she already had a vague understanding of Xue Jingchuan's identity and name. Currently a popular idol in the entertainment industry, with an extraordinary net worth, over ten million fans on Weibo, and numerous brands vying for his endorsement, he was a much sought-after celebrity, now a spokesperson for a Huo Group brand, which meant he was also acquainted with Huo Zhenyang, and they often appeared together.

Jiayi remembered, that day when she woke up at the hunting ground seeking help, Xue Jingchuan was much gentler than the Huo man, and he even spoke up for her.

And tonight, it was him who shielded her from Jian Meiyi's wine splash.

Therefore, Jiayi had a pretty good impression of him, and she smiled, "Mr. Xue, why aren't you going in?"

Xue Jingchuan took a long stride over, his tone mysterious, "You haven't answered my question just now."

"Ah, what was that?" Jiayi was taken aback.

"Are you really Zhenyang's woman?" Xue Jingchuan furrowed his handsome brows, finding it hard to believe, as Huo Zhenyang hadn't had a publicly acknowledged girlfriend for many years.

"Xue Jingchuan, your curiosity is truly boundless," the man's voice, cool and displeased, approached from afar.

Huo Zhenyang came out to see why she hadn't entered, but to his dismay, he found the girl chatting intimately with Xue Jingchuan, completely forgetting to go inside.

Xue Jingchuan was from the entertainment industry, someone who relied on his looks, and who knew how many fans he'd charmed. She guessed that, like those fans, she too was completely enchanted by him.

Seeing Huo Zhenyang emerge with an icy face, Xue Jingchuan's smile showed a hint of mischief, playing along with his words, "Zhenyang, I'm indeed quite curious, so I couldn't help but ask Miss Jiayi. You've only met for a few days, are you really together already?"

This kid, unless shown proof, would cling on and keep probing.

Huo Zhenyang's face was expressionless, his long arm stretched out, and in a blink, he had swept Jiayi into his embrace.

Before she or the nearby Xue Jingchuan could react, he supported the girl's hips with one hand, leaned his tall frame down, and pressed his lips against hers, innocent and unprepared!

Jiayi was too stunned to resist his invasion, her eyes wide open.

From a distance, behind the thick bushes, a man wearing a duckbill cap held a mini camera. With a flash of silver light, he captured this moment.