Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 17

Just for breakfast, is it necessary to be so extravagant?

On top of that, do I need a prestigious Haoting Hotel’s executive chef, a Michelin-starred chef graduated from Le Cordon Bleu, to prepare my meal on-site, and the hotel’s executive manager to dine with me?

Jiayi hadn’t even had the chance to speak when Luis began slicing Turkish ham, then frying bacon and eggs.

"Actually, there’s no need for such a grand affair; I’m quite casual with breakfast. Just fry an egg and add some milk, that’s good for me," Jiayi snapped back to reality.

"No, that won’t do," Chen Yaozu said seriously. "President Huo instructed before he left, saying Miss Luo had some drinks last night and her stomach might be weak. She needs a substantial breakfast today," he then gestured, "Luis, add some orange juice for hangover relief."

"...Where is President Huo?" Jiayi asked, feeling helpless.

"President Huo went to the headquarters this morning while Miss Luo was still asleep," Chen Yaozu said with a smile. "President Huo is quite busy with work, he’ll probably come over in the evening. Miss Luo, there’s no need to rush."

Well, that makes sense; he is the corporate president, of course he has to attend to serious matters.

But do I look like I’m in a rush?

Really...

Just then, the scent of bacon wafted over, and Luis passed her a plate, saying very gentlemanly in perfect French, "Please enjoy."

She thanked him and began to eat.

The skills of a Michelin-starred chef are truly awesome. Jiayi thought she wasn’t very hungry, but ended up cleaning all the plates Luis prepared, and downed the freshly squeezed orange juice in one go.

Chen Yaozu watched, wide-eyed and astonished. This lady seemed so gentle and delicate, quite refined, but unexpectedly she hid her voracious appetite well—turns out she’s a foodie.

After breakfast, Luis pushed the cart away and left.

Chen Yaozu handed Jiayi a sealed document, "Miss Luo, this is something President Huo signed at the company and asked me to give to you, saying you should look at it today. Also, President Huo mentioned that if you want to go shopping, have George follow you."

What’s this? Jiayi took the document with suspicion and raised an eyebrow, "George? Who’s that?"

"He’s the bodyguard arranged for you by President Huo, an ex-field trooper who has also worked as a mercenary in the Middle East. He was originally by President Huo’s side but has now been transferred to take care of your travels," Chen Yaozu clapped his hands and called out.

A man with a buzz cut and a large build came over. Although dressed in a black suit, his body looked tough like that of someone who trained: "Hello, Miss Luo. I’m George, I will be outside, please call me anytime you need."

Field... field troops? Middle East... mercenary?

I’m not some high-profile national figure, nor a princess or queen of any country, is such exaggeration really necessary?

Jiayi’s eyes widened.

Yet George had already stood at the door with his hands behind his back, very duty-bound and conscientious.

Jiayi could only close the room door, sit on the couch, and open the file envelope. Inside was a stack of documents, including an ID card, diploma, household registration, passport.

They were the new identity documents prepared for her by that man.

Jiayi was stunned for a moment; she vaguely knew that it takes at least half a month to report a lost ID card at the police station and get it reissued.

Issuing a passport also takes more than ten days.

And yet this man, in less than a day, no, in less than half a day, had prepared all the personal identification documents ready for a person. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

In G City, who exactly is he, wielding such power?

She reached inside and felt something hard; there was also a bank card.

She picked it up to find a metal, black card—commonly known as a Black Card, with no spending limit, a coveted object of everyone’s dreams.

Suddenly, a ringtone came from the document bag.

How much stuff did this man really prepare!

She took out the phone, a latest model white fruit phone, and as expected, it displayed a familiar name.

Huo——Zhenyang.

She took a deep breath and pressed the call button.

"You’re up," the man’s familiar deep voice came through once connected.

As soon as Jiayi heard his deep voice, her face heated up, remembering how she had embarrassed herself by getting drunk the night before, and how he had personally taken care of her shower. She was so mortified now that she couldn’t speak for a long while.

"Hello?" The man’s tone was doubtful. Was there no signal? Why was there no sound when the call had clearly been answered.

Jiayi composed herself, deciding to let bygones be bygones and act as if she knew nothing about it. She cleared her throat, "It’s already broad daylight, of course, I’m up, I’m not a pig."

Though he couldn’t see her face, Huo Zhenyang could imagine her current expression—probably pouting with her red lips, and for some reason, he really wanted to tease the girl.

"Really? Then who was dead drunk last night and couldn’t be woken up even with slaps?"

"You—" It was exactly what she didn’t want to talk about, and he brought it up, nearly causing her to throw the phone away, her face turning red, "I did not!"

Huo Zhenyang’s tone became more serious, "Right, have you looked at the materials yet?"

"I have," the girl’s voice was as soft as a mosquito’s.

"Memorize them, that will be your identity from now on." His tone was firm, as if a king was commanding a female slave.

She grumbled, "How long do I have to play your girlfriend? You promised to help me find my family."

"What, are you getting impatient already?" The man’s tone was displeased, "I call the shots in this deal."

Jiayi felt the sudden rise of coldness in him.

The man’s cold and powerful aura, even through the phone, made her skin crawl with goosebumps.

Accompanying him to the city area, just for a single day, she had seen what he was capable of. What if he got angry and stopped searching for her family?

Moreover, just any one of his bodyguards was so impressive, had been to the Middle East battlefield, and could so easily crush her on a whim if he was displeased, right?

No, she couldn’t afford to offend him.

Jiayi blinked her long eyelashes, pursed her lips, and smartly softened her tone, "I was just asking."

On the other end of the line, the man was very pleased with her current attitude, "If you want to go shopping, remember to have George follow you. Carry the phone at all times, this is the phone I’ll use to contact you exclusively. Don’t miss my calls or messages."

"Alright, alright." He really was like an emperor, Jiayi flipped through the phone again, sure enough, there was only Huo Zhenyang’s name in the contact book!

"Hmm?" Huo Zhenyang frowned, sensing her perfunctory response.

"It’s nothing, I got it. You should go on with your work, must be very busy," Jiayi could only bluff her way through by acting coy, finally putting down the phone.

After a moment’s thought, Jiayi picked up the phone, connected to WIFI, and downloaded a pig’s head picture, setting it as Huo Zhenyang’s caller ID photo.

She also downloaded a prank caller ringtone "Pig Caller" and set it as his ringtone.

Looking at his name topped with a big pig’s head, and playing his special ringtone "Pig is coming~ Pig is coming~", Jiayi laughed out loud, her mood much brighter.