Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 588 - 586 Public Relations

"There’s, there’s nothing." She suppressed the heart about to leap from her chest, panic driving her two steps back.

It seemed the alcohol really hadn’t completely worn off.

Otherwise, why would she stealthily watch him from inside the glass shower for so long! It was ridiculous.

Huo Zhenyang obviously heard something, his footsteps slipping slightly, frowning as he approached.

His voice penetrated the glass, the sound of the shower unable to drown it out, Jiayi hastily replied, "It’s really nothing, I’m almost done!"

He was silent for a while, then grunted, his footsteps fading.

Jiayi breathed a sigh of relief, quickly rinsed off, and dried her body, when he seemed to return, knocking on the glass shower door.

Her heart that had just settled was once again lifted high, "What’s the matter?"

"Open the door."

"What?"

"I got a new set of underwear from the service staff," the man said, his tone somewhat impatient.

Her cheeks flushed, bathing was only meant to wash away the smell of alcohol and vomit, she hadn’t planned on changing her underwear, but upon hearing his request, she had to unlock the door, cracking it open to extend her hand, immediately feeling a plastic bag in her palm, and as she withdrew her hand, her fingertips brushed the warm, thick palm of the man, as if singed by a spark, quickly retracting, and fastening the door again.

Dressed, she packed the underwear she had replaced in the plastic bag, walked out, and touched up her makeup in the mirror at the washstand.

Looking at her flushed face in the mirror, she took a deep breath.

The strong drink that evening had indeed driven her mad.

One moment she was declaring to set boundaries with him in a daze, the next, she was dragged to the hotel room’s bathroom by him, where she bathed and he washed clothes.

She closed her powder case and placed it in her evening bag.

She obviously could not carry the old underwear back to the party, so she casually threw it into the bathroom’s trash can before walking out.

Huo Zhenyang was already seated on the sofa, his suit dry, some faint stain discolorations remained, but if one didn’t look closely, they were hardly noticeable.

She calmly stated, "Since Mr. Huo is fine now, I’ll be heading over first."

She had barely taken a few steps towards the door when a voice came from behind, "Are you still going to accompany Xue Jingchuan?"

The tone of the remark surprised her. Although still cold, it wasn’t as overbearing as before, and it seemed he had no intention of forcibly stopping her.

Her high heels stuttered on the carpet as she turned around.

She didn’t want him to misunderstand again just because she had spent an extra half hour with him in the bathroom.

Having resolved to set clear boundaries with this man, she had to be resolute.

She said, "Mr. Huo should know that I can’t hold my liquor, I really couldn’t refuse just now. Also, thank you for being a gentleman in the bathroom, for not doing anything repulsive to a woman."

This little woman had grown.

Not only was she leveraging the gossip with the male celebrity to get away from him, but her speech was also no longer as timid as before.

It seemed she was gradually figuring out how to deal with him.

Huo Zhenyang’s well-defined palms formed an arch under his chin, elbows propped on his knees, a faint, elusive smile emerging on his lips, "Fine, go ahead."

Although Jiayi felt that his attitude seemed to have changed, hearing him let her go still left her slightly stunned, somewhat in disbelief.

"What are you dawdling for? Go on. The film press conference’s Q&A session should be over, Xue Jingchuan won’t see you when he gets off stage and will look all over for you," he said with an understanding tone.

But the more he was like this, the more it sent chills down Jiayi’s spine.

This man, how had he changed his ways.

There wasn’t time to think more; she hurriedly walked towards the guest room door and left.

Jiayi returned to the banquet hall, and sure enough, Xue Jingchuan had already come down from the stage where he’d been answering questions from the reporters. Spotting her, he breathed a sigh of relief and walked over to her, "Jiayi, where did you go? I couldn’t find you for ages."

"I felt unwell just now, went to the restroom and threw up for a bit." Jiayi said hurriedly.

"Are you alright now?"

"I’m fine now, much better. I threw up all the alcohol."

Xue Jingchuan noted her complexion had improved significantly from before and felt relieved.

Just then, a slight disturbance arose from the interview area, accompanied by sounds of surprise from the crowd.

The two of them looked over and saw the producers and main creative staff of the movie revealing hints of joy on their faces.

Subsequently, the host hurriedly took the stage, setting up the microphone, his face brimming with smiles, "We’ve just received a last-minute investment of fifty million from Huo Group for Island Turmoil. We’re very grateful for Huo Shao’s sponsorship!"

Everyone followed the host’s gaze and saw Huo Zhenyang entering from the main entrance of the banquet hall, dressed in black and looking unfazed, standing at the back of the crowd with an untroubled gaze.

Jiayi was taken aback. He invested fifty million in Island Turmoil? How sudden.

The movie was in the middle of filming, and although the financial chain was already quite stable, if there was additional investment, and a significant amount at that, the crew would naturally not refuse.

At this moment, one of the movie’s producers eagerly took the microphone and said with a smile, "Why not invite Huo Shao to come up and say a few words?"

A round of applause erupted from the audience.

Huo Zhenyang proceeded to the stage with measured steps.

The producer asked respectfully, "Does Huo Shao see potential in the box office market for Island Turmoil, which is why he suddenly took an interest in investing?"

On stage, the spotlight shone on the man’s tailor-made suit, casting a halo almost like a brilliant glow, adding an indescribable majestic presence.

The crowd below fell silent.

Several media reporters aimed their cameras at the stage, with recording pens ready, waiting for Huo Zhenyang’s statement.

Huo Zhenyang’s eyebrows lifted slightly as he glanced at the producers of Island Turmoil, his gaze carrying an imperceptible smile, "I haven’t thought that far. Even if the box office for Island Turmoil were terrible, I would still invest these fifty million."

The producer was taken aback, momentarily embarrassed and unsure how to respond.

The atmosphere in the venue stiffened for a moment.

Jiayi felt like facepalming. This man really was the king of killing the mood; whether speaking or acting, he never considered others’ feelings.

On stage, the producer recovered quickly, laughing awkwardly, "Then, may we know what motivated Huo Shao to generously sponsor fifty million to the crew?"

The man’s gaze swept across, still harboring a faint smile. It paused briefly when it landed on a certain young woman in the audience, "My woman is working with the Sea Island Storm Crew. I’m just showing my support."

As the words left his lips, the entire assembly was in an uproar. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Huo Shao’s——woman?

This "woman" undoubtedly referred to someone in an intimate relationship with Huo Shao.

In the guest seating below, Ye Yongning obviously knew whom Huo Shao was referring to and was also taken aback, instinctively standing up and marching towards the stage.

Jiayi’s palms trembled, and she inhaled sharply.

He was about to assume office as the mayor, and having a scandal about his romantic relationship exposed now could affect his reputation, and even the mayoral position he had yet to secure might waver.

This was the only vulnerability of his that Jiayi knew of. No matter what, he wouldn’t push himself too far into the limelight.

Unexpectedly, he chose to publicly reveal their relationship in front of so many media right before taking office as the mayor—

Had this man gone mad?