Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 589 - 587: Is This Young Master Huo’s Son?

Chapter 589: Chapter 587: Is This Young Master Huo’s Son?

She suddenly understood why, back in the hotel room, he had let her leave so easily.

This man had long decided to go public.

By now, Ye Yongning had already taken the stage, slightly moved the microphone next to Huo Zhenyang, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Huo, this might not be a good idea, right?"

Huo Zhenyang subtly brushed Ye Yongning aside and, with a casual stretch of his hand, elegantly gestured, "Director Ye’s seat is down there."

"But Mr. Huo—" Before Ye Yongning could finish his sentence, two attendants from the Huo Family were already below the stage: "Director Ye, please."

Ye Yongning’s face tightened, and he had no choice but to turn around, but as he did, he gave the producer a meaningful glance.

The producer was about to say a few words to shift the topic, but the media had already collectively realized what was happening and obviously wouldn’t let this headline slip away.

Before long, the reporters’ recorders surged forward like a tide, rushing to the front of the stage, and the situation became uncontrollable.

"Mr. Huo, is the ’woman’ you mentioned your secret lover?"

"Ever since Mr. Huo returned to the country, you have claimed to be single, but now you admit to having a girlfriend. Doesn’t that mean you’ve been hiding a secret affair? Isn’t that dishonest to the public?"

"In your election speech to the coastal citizens, the first point was that as a high-ranking official, you need to be honest with citizens and not deceive them, as only then can you be responsible. Isn’t this a betrayal of your oath and a letdown of the public’s expectations?"

"Mr. Huo, which lady from the cast is she?"

...

Although the reporters bombarded Huo Zhenyang with questions, Jiayi’s palms were drenched with sweat.

Huo Zhenyang looked over the sea of heads and saw the nervousness on Jiayi’s face. His gaze fixed on her as he spoke with a hint of amusement, "I’ll answer the first question. Strictly speaking, her relationship with me is not that of a secret lover,"

He paused, "but rather, she is the mother of my son."

The entire banquet hall instantly erupted into even greater uproar.

My God.

Does this mean that the future Mayor not only has a secret lover but also an illegitimate child?

It has been a long time since such explosive news broke!

Jiayi felt all the color drain from her face. What madness had possessed this man?

Did he not care about ruining his own future?

Huo Zhenyang strode down from the stage.

The crowd parted, creating a path for him to walk straight to the back and stop in front of a young woman.

To everyone’s surprise, the woman in the red dress was none other than Xue Jingchuan’s companion for the evening, who just minutes ago was believed by all reporters to be Miss Chu, Xue Jingchuan’s rumored girlfriend!

Miss Chu turned out to be the woman whom Mr. Huo had just spent fifty million to support and also—the

mother of Huo Zhenyang’s son?

Huo Zhenyang faced Jiayi, reaching his hand forward, as if he had anticipated her unwillingness to comply easily. Before she could dodge, he leaned forward almost imperceptibly, clasped her hand with a cunning strength, and, under the watchful eyes of all, pulled her from Xue Jingchuan’s side to his own.

Before Jiayi could even think of shaking off his hand, another wave of reporters had already converged, their voices nearly drowning her out.

"Miss Chu isn’t paired with King Xue? How come she’s actually with Young Master Huo—"

Huo Zhenyang smiled faintly, casting a sidelong glance at Xue Jingchuan, "King Xue is a good friend of mine, just like Director Ye, only in the film crew to take care of someone for me. If this has caused any misunderstandings, please understand."

The reporters sighed with relief, so that was it, but then they pressed on:

"Young Master Huo, now that you’ve exposed your privacy, not only having an underground romance but also having a child out of wedlock, aren’t you afraid of being questioned by the government and the public? Aren’t you afraid of being accused of disrespecting all sectors of society?"

Huo Zhenyang replied indifferently, "The proudest moment of a man, if he can’t share it with the most important person and must continue to hide it, that would be the real disrespect to the public. Therefore, I chose to reveal it today at such an event to show my sincerity to the public. If tomorrow the news spreads through all the major media and the people of Yunling feel that I am not qualified to become the mayor, then I am willing to step down, no questions asked."

His words were straightforward and unpretentious, not shying away from taking responsibility for himself, plus the fact that he was coming forward voluntarily, commanded silence and admiration from the media present.

How many people on the verge of grasping power would burn all their past scandals clean to maintain an image.

Young Master Huo went against the grain, volunteering his past right before his most important moment, and it must be said, it actually garnered him extra points.

He is truly a fox! Too cunning! Jiayi struggled to break free in the palm of his hand.

Huo Zhenyang pulled the petite woman’s slender arm in an inscrutable manner, forcibly tucking her into the crook of his arm, using the strength of his arm to make her completely immobile, of course aware of her imminent anger.

He lifted his gaze, "Bring in the young master."

Jiayi was shocked, her struggle abruptly stopped—he had actually brought Zaizai!

George walked into the banquet hall carrying Zaizai.

Inside the arms of the tall and burly bodyguard in a black suit sat a little meatball around three or four years old, his round, fair little face and large, inquisitive eyes darting everywhere, looking adorably cute, although his facial features were not fully developed yet, but looking closely, his eyes and brows bore a seventy to eighty percent resemblance to Young Master Huo.

Clearly, George had dressed Zaizai up before bringing him here.

At this moment, Zaizai was wearing a child’s suit with a little bow tie, looking very much like a little nobleman.

"Why did you bring Zaizai here?" Jiayi felt faint, chastising in a low voice.

"Of course, for a family reunion." He leaned in close to her earlobe, his voice a whirl of endless seduction.

Just then, Zaizai, amidst a crowd of impeccably dressed elites, spotted Huo Zhenyang and Jiayi, his surprised delight turning his baby voice suddenly into a tenor, "Daddy! Mommy!"

Then he wiggled his chubby little legs, eager to get down from George’s arms.

George went along with Zaizai’s wishes and set him down on the exquisite carpet.

"Whoa—" the reporters stirred again, this was Young Master Huo and Miss Chu’s son?

Now, even if they wanted to deny it, it wouldn’t work!

Jiayi bit her lower lip hard, forcefully pulling away from the man’s grasp, and went to meet him.

This time, Huo Zhenyang generously let her go, watching as she moved gracefully in her long dress to pick up Zaizai.

"Young Master Huo, this is the little master, right? He’s beautiful," one reporter flattered.

"He looks to be three or four years old, so in these years Young Master Huo has been in America, you haven’t looked after this mother and son?" one reporter’s question was rather sharp.

"Young Master Huo is brave to disclose his private life at this time, truly admirable. But why reveal the mother and son now and not earlier or later? Could it be that Young Master Huo is doing this to better win the people’s hearts?" another reporter’s question was even more ruthless, implying that Huo Zhenyang was a hypocrite using the mother and child to gain public favor.

"Don’t talk about my daddy like that!" Zaizai suddenly stamped his foot on the red carpet, his voice suddenly stern.