Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 561 - 559 Every Time I Ask Him, It’s Torture

Chapter 561: Chapter 559 Every Time I Ask Him, It’s Torture

In front of the building, bodyguards dressed in black suits from the Huo Family flanked the staircase.

The group of attendants were somewhat surprised to see Miss Chu taking the initiative to visit, but they still politely greeted, "Miss Chu."

She stopped at the bottom of the stairs, "Is the young master here?"

"He is inside, accompanying the old master. I will go and inform the young master." One bodyguard hurried inside.

As she waited, Jiayi’s palms began to sweat; she rehearsed over and over in her mind what she would say when she asked for his help.

How could she smoothly ask for help and still maintain a bit of dignity, without seeming inferior?

But as long as seeking help, it seemed destined to feel inferior...

She even resented why each time something happened in her life, she could only turn to this man for help.

In others’ eyes, she was fortunate, having a powerful backing to rely on!

But for her, each instance of asking for his assistance was an ordeal.

Finally, familiar footsteps approached.

Huo Zhenyang emerged, flanked by his attendants, standing on the stairs, tall and proud like a tower, with his usual air of superiority. His brows and eyes were as cold as the depths of a secluded pool, yet they brightened slightly at the sight of her, seemingly surprised that she had come to him on her own volition.

But noticing the tension on her pretty face, he understood that this little woman wasn’t here out of genuine interest; she was probably here to ask for something.

He lifted his hand and waved slightly in the air; his attendants stayed put.

He walked down the stairs alone, stopping about a dozen centimeters from her and asked calmly, "What brings you to me?"

The man’s eyes were as dark and starry as ever, intelligent and sharp.

All the rational introductions she had prepared earlier vanished from her mind, her nose turned red, and she blurted out, "Anya is missing; please, help me find her."

A long, silent pause followed.

She awaited his response as if waiting for a decree from a king.

After a while, Huo Zhenyang’s thin lips moved, "You came today just to ask me to find Liang Anya?"

Even if she said no, he probably wouldn’t believe her, so she replied honestly, "Yes."

She had never approached him voluntarily, and even when he forced her to come, she did so reluctantly.

She only came close when she needed something from him, using him like a lifebuoy.

Although Huo Zhenyang had known this all along, his gaze still darkened like a flame abruptly doused, his tone was cool, "She’s not a three-year-old child; how could she just disappear for no reason? You’re probably making a big deal out of nothing."

Why was this man dismissing her concerns like the police officers at the station?

Jiayi was anxious, thinking he didn’t take it seriously, and explained:

"Anya disappeared after leaving Disheng that day. I haven’t seen her since. She sent me a text saying she had urgent business and was going back to Italy, but I checked her apartment today. Her luggage and clothes are still there, and her passport wasn’t taken; she couldn’t possibly have gone abroad. I went to report it to the police, but they said it hasn’t been enough time and refused to take it seriously..."

Huo Zhenyang’s eyes turned cold, "The police won’t handle it, so I should? You seem very concerned about someone who is unrelated."

How could Anya be considered unrelated?

She was the daughter of the Liang Family who had looked after her in China. She had come all the way from Italy for her and had stayed because of her. If something happened, how could Jiayi explain it to Liang Tao and his family?

Too anxious to notice the jealousy in the man’s words, Jiayi replied, "Anya is alone in Yunling right now. If I don’t worry about her, who will?"

Huo Zhenyang couldn’t be bothered to say much, "Alright. She’s a grown woman, just because she hasn’t been seen for two days doesn’t mean she’s disappeared. Is there anything else? If not, I’m going inside, the old man just woke up."

With that, he turned around, ready to head toward the inpatient building.

Seeing his truly ruthless and unfeeling nature, Jiayi clenched her fists, but she also knew that once he decided not to help, that decision was final!

Despite her anger, she couldn’t help but wonder, finding someone for him shouldn’t be such a big deal, so why did he outright refuse?

This man had always wanted Zaizai and her to return to Disheng, he could have easily used this situation to blackmail her, right?

Seeing him already taking big strides up the steps, the door about to be closed by the bodyguards, Jiayi didn’t have time to think further and hurried after him with several steps.

Although there were bodyguards on both sides of the steps, they didn’t dare to stop her.

She caught up to the steps smoothly and unobstructed, pushed aside the Huo Family’s attendant trying to get in.

"Ms. Chu—" The attendant blocked her with his arm, then looked at the Boss with difficulty.

Huo Zhenyang’s lips curved with a cold gleam, "Was I not clear enough?"

She made her last struggle, "Liang Tao was also an acquaintance of the old man, now his daughter is in trouble, such a small favor, you’re not willing to help?"

Huo Zhenyang sneered indifferently, "Have I spoiled you too much, making you feel that I should cater to your whims and help with whatever favor you need, right?"

She was at a loss for words, his remark seemed to have truly hit a nerve...

Subconsciously, she did indeed feel that this man would not refuse her, yet having been refused now, was that why she was so angry and impulsive?

Since when had she taken this man’s help for granted?

The moment this man refused, she felt so uncomfortable...

While she was in a daze, Huo Zhenyang raised his hand high, signaling the attendants to escort her out.

She snapped out of it, gritted her teeth, and continued to shake the attendant’s arm, "Let me in—"

"Ms. Chu, the Boss has already made it very clear, please don’t make this difficult for us—"

Jiayi glared coldly at Huo Zhenyang, and raised her delicate voice, "I’m not here for your Boss, I’m looking for the old man. I refuse to believe that the old man would not lift a finger to help when an old friend’s daughter has disappeared on Huo Family’s territory!"

She pushed the attendant hard again:

"Let go of me! Can’t I see the old man? The old man didn’t say he wouldn’t see me, did he? Old man—old man—I want to see you—your old friend’s daughter is in trouble—"

That man might be ruthless and unfeeling, but Huo Tianpei might not be!

A few attendants seeing Jiayi’s determination to rush in, helpless, looked toward the Boss.

Huo Zhenyang had already stopped walking, his laughter tinged with scorn, and after a moment, with a snort from his nose, he gestured to let her pass.

The attendant’s arm relaxed, and Jiayi burst in, soon finding the old man’s ward.

The door to the ward was ajar, and before Jiayi could enter, she heard a voice drift out.

"Old sir, have one more bite, today’s plain porridge with side dishes, I made it myself, low in salt and oil, very light, and very beneficial for your recovery, it’s still warm."

It was Su Yan’s voice, gentle like that of soothing a child.

Huo Tianpei, with his speech impaired by a stroke, mumbled unclearly, like a toddler learning to talk.