Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 583 - 581: Mr. Huo, Please Help Yourself.

Su Yan was also startled; she hadn’t expected Xiaoyi to attend tonight, especially not arriving with the domestic superstar Xue Jingchuan.

She couldn’t help but glance at the man beside her. So, Huo had known all along that Xiaoyi would come. His distraction throughout the evening was because of Xiaoyi, who would arrive with the superstar...

Before she could react, Su Yan’s waist was encircled by Huo Zhenyang.

Huo Zhenyang didn’t spare Su Yan a glance; his long arm wrapped around her slender waist, the gesture extremely affectionate, yet his expression was as cold as iron, still focusing on the scene ahead.

Su Yan immediately understood the man’s intention for having her attend tonight. Her heart sank with disappointment as her hopes vanished completely.

He had invited her just to intimidate Xiaoyi.

Meanwhile, at the entrance of the banquet hall, the reporters who had surged forward had already surrounded Xue Jingchuan and Jiayi, and exclamations of amazement and curiosity enveloped the two like a tidal wave:

"Which lady did Superstar Xue bring with him today?"

"Eh, she looks somewhat familiar?"

"If I’m not mistaken, she looks very much like the female lead in that Weibo photo from last time!"

"That’s right! Superstar Xue, please introduce her to us."

Xue Jingchuan surveyed his surroundings and his gaze fell on a dark silhouette behind the reporters.

Although standing amidst the bustling crowd, the man’s figure was remarkably conspicuous, exhibiting an inherent haughtiness, with a high nose bridge, lips sharp as if cut by a knife, and a pair of eyes like the stars on a cold night, deep and inscrutable.

The frosty expression on the near-perfect face only added an even more chilling aura.

Jiayi felt as if the man’s gaze was dissecting her, painfully slicing through her inch by inch.

Yet she also knew she couldn’t be afraid. By choosing to appear with Xue Jingchuan today, she was declaring her independence.

She refused to be further bound by this man.

Xue Jingchuan felt Jiayi shiver beside him. His hand slipped and unnoticeably gripped hers tightly, offering her reassurance.

This small gesture caused Huo Zhenyang on the other side of the crowd to look even more grim. The red wine in his grasp tilted slightly due to the suppressed anger of its holder and swayed.

A group of sharp-eyed reporters caught the intertwined fingers of Xue Jingchuan and his companion, further confirming their speculations.

Could this lady really be Xue Jingchuan’s partner?

Xue Jingchuan took in the media’s excitement and glanced indifferently at one of the reporters: "You have a keen eye. This lady is indeed the one who appeared with me in that Weibo photo."

The reporters erupted with curiosity: "What is Miss’s relation to Superstar Xue?"

Xue Jingchuan maintained his charming smile, "Don’t speculate wildly. Miss Chuo here is a wardrobe staff member from ’Island Turmoil’ and has just been hired as my personal wardrobe assistant."

Although Xue Jingchuan told the reporters not to speculate, his obvious beating around the bush incited even more frenzied guesswork among them, with undiminished interest, suggesting that the superstar and his companion must share a relationship that was far from ordinary.

Isn’t this the usual refrain when celebrities reveal an undercover romance?

Which of them would directly tell the media that this is my girlfriend?

"So, she is Superstar Xue’s personal wardrobe assistant. However, why would Superstar Xue invite Miss Chuo exclusively to the dinner?" a reporter purposefully inquired.

"Yes, Miss Chuo must be more than just your wardrobe assistant, right? Superstar Xue, you better not hide it from us!" another reporter, having interviewed Xue Jingchuan several times and with a familiar rapport, joked while fishing for more information.

Xue Jingchuan’s large hand gripped Jiayi tightly, his beautiful neck turning to glance over, and his peachy eyes were full of an indescribable affection, "Of course it’s more than just a clothing assistant."

Jiayi’s breath hitched, and she immediately felt as if a murderous aura was piercing through the air, involuntarily holding Xue Jingchuan’s hand even tighter.

The reporters, as if injected with chicken blood, pricked up their ears.

But they heard Xue Jingchuan say with a smile, "She is also an old friend of many years."

With these words, the reporters were all greatly disappointed; they had thought Xue, the king of celebrities, wanted to acknowledge a romantic relationship. It turned out he was just teasing them.

However, this made it clear that the relationship between the two of them was definitely not ordinary.

With Xue Jingchuan’s jest, the media’s relentless pursuit dwindled by more than half, and they scattered in all directions.

Seeing the reporters move away, Xue Jingchuan looked at Jiayi in his arms, "How about it, weren’t scared by the reporters, were you?"

Jiayi shook her head, "No, but now I truly understand how tough you celebrities are, with your private lives magnified in the public eye, constantly badgered with questions. It’s a wonder you don’t break down, managing to always smile."

As they were talking and laughing, they heard the sound of a man’s footsteps and the crisp click of a woman’s high heels ahead.

Xue Jingchuan and Jiayi fell silent, both stopping simultaneously.

Huo Zhenyang, arm in arm with the glamorously dressed Su Yan, stood in front of them.

Jiayi had not been able to see clearly because of the crowd just now, but now she realized that it was Su Yan who had accompanied Huo Zhenyang to the banquet tonight.

Even though her friendship with Su Yan was no more, and she had even developed animosity towards her, she always had to admit that Su Yan was a beautiful woman.

This beauty was one of competence and confidence forged through years of battling in the business world.

She didn’t remember whether Su Yan possessed this quality four years ago, but now, Su Yan had the most enchanting demeanor of a white-collar beauty.

Under tonight’s lights, Su Yan, set off by her sapphire-blue evening gown, looked stunning. The scar on the back of her neck was perfectly concealed by the dress’s precise cut, unnoticeable now. Her delicate arm casually rested in the strong curve of Huo Zhenyang’s arm, complementing the tall and imposing man beside her - they were a vision of perfection together.

Jiayi unconsciously flickered her eyelashes, her gaze shifting to avoid the pair in front of her.

Huo Zhenyang noticed her subtle movement and tightened his grip around Su Yan’s waist, obviously ready to greet them, "Jingchuan."

"I thought you, Mr. Huo, being such a busy man, wouldn’t come today since you have your inauguration ceremony in a few days," Xue Jingchuan said, his smile spreading across his lips.

"Director Ye is an old acquaintance of many years. I wouldn’t miss such an important event as his new movie release," Huo Zhenyang said.

The two men stood in the banquet hall, both attracting attention, but each with distinct charm.

One, noble and handsome, with profound depth, moved with an understated luxury.

The other was like an uncut gem, perfectly polished to the bone, evidently born to captivate thousands on stage.

Their eyes met, seemingly gentle, yet with sparks flaring in the shadows.

Jiayi discreetly nudged the inside of Xue Jingchuan’s arm, signaling him not to say too much.

Xue Jingchuan said, "We have to go on stage for a Q&A session soon, so we need to prepare. Let’s head inside first. Mr. Huo, please feel free to do as you like."

Huo Zhenyang glanced at the diamond watch on his wrist, a flicker of an almost imperceptible gleam in his eyes, "There’s plenty of time. No need to hurry. Su Yan—"