The other was far too young to have much common sense. This was the most grudging thing. Otherwise, Huo Yunchuan could simply arrange things according to his own preferences.
But in the face of An Wuyang, he could basically deal with the immature teenager by coaxing.
‘Must not discuss serious affairs with him. I’m dreading the other party does not know what it’s like to have a child. After the pregnancy, he is only concerned with keeping the truth from his parents, and is unconcerned about himself or the child’s whereabouts.’
Huo Yunchuan was refrained from opposing, so what else could he do but accept it?
“Get in the car,” President Huo said as he opened the backseat door and motioned for him to enter. “Be careful,” he advised, his head throbbing. He could not even take a breather because he knew the man could stumble and fall while walking, just like he did now.
‘Jiang Shaofei’s mouth should have been suppressed earlier,’ Huo Yunchuan thought.
“My family lives in the old city district, right across from the old procuratorate,” An Wuyang explained. But, after some thought, he said, “Why don’t you take me to Huajia Bakery on Chun Hui road first? I’ll come by to resign.”
Huo Yunchuan said as he buckled his seatbelt, “Why bother wasting time on such a hot day?” Just make a phone call.”
An Wuyang made a shaking motion with his head. “This is a slap in the face to the store owner. He treats me very well, so I’d like to say goodbye in person.”
Huo Yunchuan was rendered speechless. He shifted the car on the highway, asking as he looked at him, “Is it any good?” He was very interested.
What kind of goodwill would cause An Wuyang to have a favorable opinion of him?’
“He gives us free store snacks; he doesn’t curse us when we’re late, and he’s very generous when we ask for leave,” An Wuyang said after a brief pause. “That day, I was dizzy. He helped me in hitching a lift so that I could rest and return to work the next day.”
Huo Yunchuan’s lips twitched, almost slipping his grip on the steering wheel. “You call that good?”
“En,” An Wuyang exclaimed and expatiated, “what I want to express is that the store manager is warm-hearted, treats others kindly, and takes good care of those around him.”
An Wuyang was unsure whether the man understood what he was trying to imply. He squirmed on the seat, trying to find a more comfortable spot to nestle. “For example, in a good mood, a millionaire gave me 100 bucks. I’ll be grateful to him because he’s so kind. But if a very poor person gave me ten bucks, I would remember him fondly and admire him as well.”
“…” Huo Yunchuan felt his intelligence had been questioned. He didn’t need to hear any of these rotten street examples.
Although he didn’t deny the store manager’s kindness, there was still a chasm between the two examples of goodwill. And only someone of An Wuyang’s age, who had never been in contact with society, could make a fuss about nothing and magnify the kindness shown to him by others.
In short, there was a generation gap within.
“Do you see what I mean?” An Wuyang asked, casting a glance at him.
Huo Yunchuan kept his gaze fixed on the road. “We still have a lot of time before six o’clock. I have to return to the office first, then take you out to dinner at five.”
An Wuyang did a rough calculation and sensed something was amiss. “If we eat at five o’clock, we’ll probably be finished a couple of minutes before six. Time will not suffice.” If that were the case, he would not arrive home at six o’clock.
Huo Yunchuan adjusted the car’s air conditioner. He would rather unfasten his collar than make the interior of the car too cold. “I said I’d send you home at six o’clock, but I didn’t say you had to be home at that exact time.”
“…” The boy gaped at him, opening and closing his mouth. After a while, he leaned his head on the door and nestled in. In any case, their family usually ate dinner until after seven o’clock, and his younger brother and parents could eat a little more without him by then.
It took half an hour to get from the hospital to the office.
His body lurched forward, jolting him back to reality. An Wuyang was on the verge of falling asleep again.
The man opened the backseat door and looked him in the eyes with an unmistakable frown. “Is there anything that bothers you?” ’
An Wuyang rubbed his eyes, revealing a raw, uneasy expression. “I’m feeling uncomfortable all over,” he grumbled, “and you said I could sleep after the exam. I’m currently drowsy.” He knew he could not sleep halfway through, and everyone else felt the same way.
“Woo…” President Huo took a long breath as he gripped the car door.
Jiang Shaofei failed to advise him on what to do if a pregnant woman possessed a temper.
“You come out first,” he insisted.
An Wuyang got out of the car, rubbing his face. His eyes were red as he stared blankly around him.
Huo Yunchuan supported him the entire time and closed the door with his other hand. His hands then scooped the other and carried him horizontally. “Go to sleep.”
For a moment, An Wuyang was frightened. He stared at nothing, perplexed, as he felt the broad and warm chest pressed against his cheeks. With him leaning in firmly and the undulation of the man’s chest, he could not help but cuddle into the greater comfortability it provided than the car.
His eyes were getting heavier by the second, and he refused to move, so he just nestled in like an ostrich.
As for the face or something else, An Wuyang could not care less.
An Wuyang had considered himself the best at putting himself in embarrassing situations since he was a child, so this felt like driving a chariot on a familiar road.
Nobody was inside the elevator from the parking lot to the ground floor, and only then did people enter once they went up.
Huo Yunchuan may appear to have his gaze fixed forward, but he was keeping a close eye on the left, right, and back, and allowing no one to lean close to him. When someone crossed the line, he reminded them, “Please don’t stick so close, thank you.”
The person in the same lift looked at him, flabbergasted. There was still a lot of space between them, so saying something like that would be perplexing.
When Huo Yunchuan arrived at his company floor, he reminded everyone to step aside once more.
As the owner of the company, the entire floor of this building was exclusive only for him. The front desk was spacious and bright, and the young ladies who greeted guests were attractive and moving as well.
Huo Yunchuan, on the other hand, never noticed, or, to put it another way, was uninterested in their brilliant smiles.
He shot them a menacing look before the receptionists at the front desk stood up and greeted them. “Be quiet.”
“…” The ladies dazzling smiles froze, terrified by the unexpected interpose.
The drop-dead gorgeous, phlegmatic, and stalwart president walked through the reception with a person in his arms, his gait neither hurried nor slow. Everyone he passed stopped in their tracks, slack-jawed, and bore a hole in the two people. Despite their curiosity, they did not approach Huo Yunchuan.
Secretary Chen Fang hurried over to help open the office door. When his superior approached the door, he asked, “Mister Huo, do you need any help?” ”
When Secretary Chen noticed the man shaking his head, he shut the door as soon as they entered.
“What’s the situation?” The people outside inquired.
“Beats me,” Chen Fang said, rolling his eyes at them. “It’s the boss’s matter. Why are you conducting so much research? Gossip.”
Despite his curiosity, which he did not deny, based on what he saw at a glance, ninety percent of the traits the boss was carrying were those of a man.
Women were not very tall because of their slender figures.
“…” In other words, their boss could easily carry an adult male and walk as if on air.
In all seriousness, this was Huo Yunchuan’s second time carrying a certain someone in a bridal style. When he hugged An Wuyang for the first time, it never occurred to him that there was anything wrong with his svelteness. After all, his slender and supple body was more appealing to his eyes.
But he frowned this second time. “How do you eat? ”
Such light bodyweight made people feel unsettled at first glance.
Huo Yunchuan hugged the youngster even tighter and walked into the room where he frequently rested. However, he came to a halt and stopped putting him down.
“…” ‘There was a sofa with enough space outside.’ He paused for a moment before deciding that An Wuyang should sleep on the sofa.
Then he took out a neatly folded blanket and wrapped it around the young man.
Huo Yunchuan stood motionless and stared for a moment after this. Upon confirming that nothing was wrong, he returned to his desk and stepped up to deal with the work that had been delayed due to the appointment.
“Mister Huo,” Secretary Chen said as he knocked on the door, a document file in his hand.
“Come in,” Huo Yunchuan said.
Secretary Chen opened the door and walked in, his gaze fixed on his path ahead. He walked up to the president’s desk and bowed as he handed over the document. “Please sign it.”
Huo Yunchuan took the document and leaned back against his desk, skimming the contents. It was a typical document. He took the brush from his stationery and signed it with the three words ‘Huo Yunchuan.’
“Hua Rui will take office tomorrow, right?” he asked.
Hua Rui was the new company they recently purchased.
“That’s right,” Chen Fang said. Mister Gao will arrive first thing in the morning tomorrow. He wants to see you.” He paused for a moment, then squeezed. “The young lady, Lan Weiwei, from Shang Yi, invited you to dinner. She also stated that she couldn’t reach you because you were always unavailable. As a result, she asked me to come and tell you once I saw you.”
Lan Weiwei came from a family that was a good match for Huo’s, a young lady who was invaluable to her family as she and Huo Yunchuan were nominated as prospective marriage partners.
Just a few days ago, the Huo family was very optimistic about her and planned to play matchmaker to arrange this marriage.
“Just say I didn’t come today,” Huo Yunchuan said promptly. His expression went blank as soon as he said that. Yunchuan raised his hand to stop Chen Fang. “I’ll say it myself. You can go now.”
Chen Fang nodded as he accepted the signed document. “All right,” he said as he turned and walked away, his gaze daringly deviating from the right path and sneakily glimpsing the man sound asleep on the sofa.
His efforts to quell his curiosity, however, were futile because he failed to see the face. He pushed open the door regrettably and exited.
Huo Yunchuan took another phone, turned it on, and dialed Lan Weiwei’s cellphone number.
His gaze kept drifting to the sofa where An Wuyang was napping. He plunged into an unconscious stare as if entranced by the languid atmosphere on the sofa, while the phone dialing sounds filled the silence.
“Mr. Huo? Mr. Huo?”
Lan Weiwei heard a low, deep voice. “Hello.” The voice flooded her ears beautifully, and she breathed a sigh of relief. “At long last, President Huo, you’re on.”
Both inside and outside the words, the complaints were self-evident.
“Sorry,” Huo Yunchuan said, swiveling his chest to the other side and lowering his voice. “I have found the ideal candidate, Miss Lan Weiwei. I wish you the best of luck in finding your ideal match as soon as possible.”
“…” Lan Weiwei, who was about to embark on a crusade against all odds, was directly pierced by the man’s blessing.
The fingers with intricately polished nails gripped the phone and asked in disbelief. “Who? ”
She was familiar with all the city’s celebrities.
Huo Yunchuan said, “I have no comment on this.”
“Where am I inferior to her?” Lan Weiwei inquired, her words clenched between her teeth. She had a crush on the Huo family’s only son since the morning began, and after much difficulty, she finally found the opportunity to have a blind date with him.
She thought it was the perfect match after meeting once last weekend. The other party was exactly what she had envisioned, if not better than her ideals.
“He has my child,” Huo Yunchuan declared.
“…” Lan Weiwei experienced “coolness” for a fraction of a second. She could afford to fight for her beauty and family if she was fighting for them. Could she, however, fight against the life inside the womb? Well, she had no choice but to accept defeat, despite her reluctance.
Huo Yunchuan returned his gaze to the sofa after their conversation was finished.
He knew that completing today’s work in one sitting would be impossible, and even if he tried, he wouldn’t be able to finish it even if he sped up the process.
At half-past four, he tackled a few of the most pressing documents ahead of time and postponed the trifle work to leave work early.
“Hey…” Huo Yunchuan said. He stood by the sofa, looking down at the person whose face was flushed with sleep, and whispering several times to the one who was incapable pay attention to him.
“An Wuyang.” Three words flowed from Mister Huo’s thin pair of lips, each with a distinct accent.
The other was far too young to have much common sense. This was the most grudging thing. Otherwise, Huo Yunchuan could simply arrange things according to his own preferences.
But in the face of An Wuyang, he could basically deal with the immature teenager by coaxing.
‘Must not discuss serious affairs with him. I’m dreading the other party does not know what it’s like to have a child. After the pregnancy, he is only concerned with keeping the truth from his parents, and is unconcerned about himself or the child’s whereabouts.’
Huo Yunchuan was refrained from opposing, so what else could he do but accept it?
“Get in the car,” President Huo said as he opened the backseat door and motioned for him to enter. “Be careful,” he advised, his head throbbing. He could not even take a breather because he knew the man could stumble and fall while walking, just like he did now.
‘Jiang Shaofei’s mouth should have been suppressed earlier,’ Huo Yunchuan thought.
“My family lives in the old city district, right across from the old procuratorate,” An Wuyang explained. But, after some thought, he said, “Why don’t you take me to Huajia Bakery on Chun Hui road first? I’ll come by to resign.”
Huo Yunchuan said as he buckled his seatbelt, “Why bother wasting time on such a hot day?” Just make a phone call.”
An Wuyang made a shaking motion with his head. “This is a slap in the face to the store owner. He treats me very well, so I’d like to say goodbye in person.”
Huo Yunchuan was rendered speechless. He shifted the car on the highway, asking as he looked at him, “Is it any good?” He was very interested.
What kind of goodwill would cause An Wuyang to have a favorable opinion of him?’
“He gives us free store snacks; he doesn’t curse us when we’re late, and he’s very generous when we ask for leave,” An Wuyang said after a brief pause. “That day, I was dizzy. He helped me in hitching a lift so that I could rest and return to work the next day.”
Huo Yunchuan’s lips twitched, almost slipping his grip on the steering wheel. “You call that good?”
“En,” An Wuyang exclaimed and expatiated, “what I want to express is that the store manager is warm-hearted, treats others kindly, and takes good care of those around him.”
An Wuyang was unsure whether the man understood what he was trying to imply. He squirmed on the seat, trying to find a more comfortable spot to nestle. “For example, in a good mood, a millionaire gave me 100 bucks. I’ll be grateful to him because he’s so kind. But if a very poor person gave me ten bucks, I would remember him fondly and admire him as well.”
“…” Huo Yunchuan felt his intelligence had been questioned. He didn’t need to hear any of these rotten street examples.
Although he didn’t deny the store manager’s kindness, there was still a chasm between the two examples of goodwill. And only someone of An Wuyang’s age, who had never been in contact with society, could make a fuss about nothing and magnify the kindness shown to him by others.
In short, there was a generation gap within.
“Do you see what I mean?” An Wuyang asked, casting a glance at him.
Huo Yunchuan kept his gaze fixed on the road. “We still have a lot of time before six o’clock. I have to return to the office first, then take you out to dinner at five.”
An Wuyang did a rough calculation and sensed something was amiss. “If we eat at five o’clock, we’ll probably be finished a couple of minutes before six. Time will not suffice.” If that were the case, he would not arrive home at six o’clock.
Huo Yunchuan adjusted the car’s air conditioner. He would rather unfasten his collar than make the interior of the car too cold. “I said I’d send you home at six o’clock, but I didn’t say you had to be home at that exact time.”
“…” The boy gaped at him, opening and closing his mouth. After a while, he leaned his head on the door and nestled in. In any case, their family usually ate dinner until after seven o’clock, and his younger brother and parents could eat a little more without him by then.
It took half an hour to get from the hospital to the office.
His body lurched forward, jolting him back to reality. An Wuyang was on the verge of falling asleep again.
The man opened the backseat door and looked him in the eyes with an unmistakable frown. “Is there anything that bothers you?” ’
An Wuyang rubbed his eyes, revealing a raw, uneasy expression. “I’m feeling uncomfortable all over,” he grumbled, “and you said I could sleep after the exam. I’m currently drowsy.” He knew he could not sleep halfway through, and everyone else felt the same way.
“Woo…” President Huo took a long breath as he gripped the car door.
Jiang Shaofei failed to advise him on what to do if a pregnant woman possessed a temper.
“You come out first,” he insisted.
An Wuyang got out of the car, rubbing his face. His eyes were red as he stared blankly around him.
Huo Yunchuan supported him the entire time and closed the door with his other hand. His hands then scooped the other and carried him horizontally. “Go to sleep.”
For a moment, An Wuyang was frightened. He stared at nothing, perplexed, as he felt the broad and warm chest pressed against his cheeks. With him leaning in firmly and the undulation of the man’s chest, he could not help but cuddle into the greater comfortability it provided than the car.
His eyes were getting heavier by the second, and he refused to move, so he just nestled in like an ostrich.
As for the face or something else, An Wuyang could not care less.
An Wuyang had considered himself the best at putting himself in embarrassing situations since he was a child, so this felt like driving a chariot on a familiar road.
Nobody was inside the elevator from the parking lot to the ground floor, and only then did people enter once they went up.
Huo Yunchuan may appear to have his gaze fixed forward, but he was keeping a close eye on the left, right, and back, and allowing no one to lean close to him. When someone crossed the line, he reminded them, “Please don’t stick so close, thank you.”
The person in the same lift looked at him, flabbergasted. There was still a lot of space between them, so saying something like that would be perplexing.
When Huo Yunchuan arrived at his company floor, he reminded everyone to step aside once more.
As the owner of the company, the entire floor of this building was exclusive only for him. The front desk was spacious and bright, and the young ladies who greeted guests were attractive and moving as well.
Huo Yunchuan, on the other hand, never noticed, or, to put it another way, was uninterested in their brilliant smiles.
He shot them a menacing look before the receptionists at the front desk stood up and greeted them. “Be quiet.”
“…” The ladies dazzling smiles froze, terrified by the unexpected interpose.
The drop-dead gorgeous, phlegmatic, and stalwart president walked through the reception with a person in his arms, his gait neither hurried nor slow. Everyone he passed stopped in their tracks, slack-jawed, and bore a hole in the two people. Despite their curiosity, they did not approach Huo Yunchuan.
Secretary Chen Fang hurried over to help open the office door. When his superior approached the door, he asked, “Mister Huo, do you need any help?” ”
When Secretary Chen noticed the man shaking his head, he shut the door as soon as they entered.
“What’s the situation?” The people outside inquired.
“Beats me,” Chen Fang said, rolling his eyes at them. “It’s the boss’s matter. Why are you conducting so much research? Gossip.”
Despite his curiosity, which he did not deny, based on what he saw at a glance, ninety percent of the traits the boss was carrying were those of a man.
Women were not very tall because of their slender figures.
“…” In other words, their boss could easily carry an adult male and walk as if on air.
In all seriousness, this was Huo Yunchuan’s second time carrying a certain someone in a bridal style. When he hugged An Wuyang for the first time, it never occurred to him that there was anything wrong with his svelteness. After all, his slender and supple body was more appealing to his eyes.
But he frowned this second time. “How do you eat? ”
Such light bodyweight made people feel unsettled at first glance.
Huo Yunchuan hugged the youngster even tighter and walked into the room where he frequently rested. However, he came to a halt and stopped putting him down.
“…” ‘There was a sofa with enough space outside.’ He paused for a moment before deciding that An Wuyang should sleep on the sofa.
Then he took out a neatly folded blanket and wrapped it around the young man.
Huo Yunchuan stood motionless and stared for a moment after this. Upon confirming that nothing was wrong, he returned to his desk and stepped up to deal with the work that had been delayed due to the appointment.
“Mister Huo,” Secretary Chen said as he knocked on the door, a document file in his hand.
“Come in,” Huo Yunchuan said.
Secretary Chen opened the door and walked in, his gaze fixed on his path ahead. He walked up to the president’s desk and bowed as he handed over the document. “Please sign it.”
Huo Yunchuan took the document and leaned back against his desk, skimming the contents. It was a typical document. He took the brush from his stationery and signed it with the three words ‘Huo Yunchuan.’
“Hua Rui will take office tomorrow, right?” he asked.
Hua Rui was the new company they recently purchased.
“That’s right,” Chen Fang said. Mister Gao will arrive first thing in the morning tomorrow. He wants to see you.” He paused for a moment, then squeezed. “The young lady, Lan Weiwei, from Shang Yi, invited you to dinner. She also stated that she couldn’t reach you because you were always unavailable. As a result, she asked me to come and tell you once I saw you.”
Lan Weiwei came from a family that was a good match for Huo’s, a young lady who was invaluable to her family as she and Huo Yunchuan were nominated as prospective marriage partners.
Just a few days ago, the Huo family was very optimistic about her and planned to play matchmaker to arrange this marriage.
“Just say I didn’t come today,” Huo Yunchuan said promptly. His expression went blank as soon as he said that. Yunchuan raised his hand to stop Chen Fang. “I’ll say it myself. You can go now.”
Chen Fang nodded as he accepted the signed document. “All right,” he said as he turned and walked away, his gaze daringly deviating from the right path and sneakily glimpsing the man sound asleep on the sofa.
His efforts to quell his curiosity, however, were futile because he failed to see the face. He pushed open the door regrettably and exited.
Huo Yunchuan took another phone, turned it on, and dialed Lan Weiwei’s cellphone number.
His gaze kept drifting to the sofa where An Wuyang was napping. He plunged into an unconscious stare as if entranced by the languid atmosphere on the sofa, while the phone dialing sounds filled the silence.
“Mr. Huo? Mr. Huo?”
Lan Weiwei heard a low, deep voice. “Hello.” The voice flooded her ears beautifully, and she breathed a sigh of relief. “At long last, President Huo, you’re on.”
Both inside and outside the words, the complaints were self-evident.
“Sorry,” Huo Yunchuan said, swiveling his chest to the other side and lowering his voice. “I have found the ideal candidate, Miss Lan Weiwei. I wish you the best of luck in finding your ideal match as soon as possible.”
“…” Lan Weiwei, who was about to embark on a crusade against all odds, was directly pierced by the man’s blessing.
The fingers with intricately polished nails gripped the phone and asked in disbelief. “Who? ”
She was familiar with all the city’s celebrities.
Huo Yunchuan said, “I have no comment on this.”
“Where am I inferior to her?” Lan Weiwei inquired, her words clenched between her teeth. She had a crush on the Huo family’s only son since the morning began, and after much difficulty, she finally found the opportunity to have a blind date with him.
She thought it was the perfect match after meeting once last weekend. The other party was exactly what she had envisioned, if not better than her ideals.
“He has my child,” Huo Yunchuan declared.
“…” Lan Weiwei experienced “coolness” for a fraction of a second. She could afford to fight for her beauty and family if she was fighting for them. Could she, however, fight against the life inside the womb? Well, she had no choice but to accept defeat, despite her reluctance.
Huo Yunchuan returned his gaze to the sofa after their conversation was finished.
He knew that completing today’s work in one sitting would be impossible, and even if he tried, he wouldn’t be able to finish it even if he sped up the process.
At half-past four, he tackled a few of the most pressing documents ahead of time and postponed the trifle work to leave work early.
“Hey…” Huo Yunchuan said. He stood by the sofa, looking down at the person whose face was flushed with sleep, and whispering several times to the one who was incapable pay attention to him.
“An Wuyang.” Three words flowed from Mister Huo’s thin pair of lips, each with a distinct accent.
