CEO's Secret Lover

"How’s husband?" As he spoke, he suddenly looked at her with an evil smile.

What?

Husband?

Can you call me husband so casually? This was called out by the person in charge.

Could it be that Huojiao has already made up his mind to marry her?

"Then... That... Actually ... I... I was thinking, ahem ... I may be a little sleepy... "I’m going to sleep first, hah ..." No, I can’t play with him anymore. At any moment, he might accidentally bring me into the cage.

"Are you rejecting me?" He was rather dissatisfied with her reaction.

"Nope." She shook her head, refusing. Did she dare? Right now, she was in Japan, a desolate place. If she accidentally infuriated him and left her here, who would she go and cry to then?

"Then I agree." He directly said the other result. Anyway, in his dictionary, there was only YesorNO, and no ambiguous answer.

"Ugh ..." "I ..." She opened her mouth, wanting to say that she did not agree. However, before she could say anything, he interrupted her, "Let me hear what you have to say first."

She Meixin was at a loss. She lowered her head and gritted her teeth. In the end, she could not utter the word ’husband’ out loud.

However, Huo Jiajue didn’t struggle to keep He Mei’s reaction. He only smiled, then patted her head and said, "If you’re tired, then rest early. I believe that one day you’ll willingly call me that."

With a long sigh, She Meixin closed her eyes once more.

When the first ray of sunlight shone into the hospital ward the next morning, He Mei Xin slightly opened her eyes.

By this time, the needle in He Yimeng’s hand had been removed by the nurse. Huo Jiabao was standing beside the bed with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

She tiptoed to the bedside and reached out her hand to check on He Huan Meng’s forehead. She discovered that the fever had already subsided. Her little face was blushing from last night’s rest, looking very cute. Huojiao took hold of his small hand and fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

She didn’t dare to wake them up. She Meixin picked up a thin blanket from the sofa and lightly draped it over Huo Jianji’s shoulders. Only then did she move. In the end, she had still managed to wake Huo Jianji up.

"Right... "Sorry ..." She opened her mouth and gave him an apologetic smile, as if apologizing for her clumsiness, but then she felt that something was wrong, not that she had been careless, but that he had woken up just as she approached him. So she said, "Good morning."

"Yes, very good." He smiled when he heard this, then reached out and pulled her to sit on his lap.

"You want ..." Why did She Meixin’s cry of surprise stop before the word left her mouth? She saw She Yi Meng’s beautiful black eyes staring at the two of them.

"Daddy’s Mommy, good morning." He seemed pleased to see the two of them so in love, so he gave them a big smile for breakfast.

"Darling, you’re awake. How are you feeling? Does my body still hurt? Is your head still hurting? " Seeing that She Yimeng’s mental state was not too bad, He Meixin asked with concern. The worry that had been hanging in her heart gradually subsided.

"It doesn’t hurt anymore." He Yi Meng shook her head regretfully. "What a pity."

"What’s a pity?" She Meixin was a little confused by his actions.

"If I didn’t get better soon, I wish I could get sick every day." He Yi Meng continued to speak gloomily.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you want to scare your dad’s mom to death? " He Yi Meng’s words made He Mei so angry that her heart nearly burst out of her chest.

"I just feel that it’s great to wake up every morning like this and see my parents together. I hope that’s the way it is every day from now on." She Yimeng blinked innocently with her beautiful big eyes and said.

These words caused He Mei’s heart to ache. She didn’t know how to continue with these words.

Huo Jiabao touched She Yimeng’s forehead and frowned deliberately. "I don’t want to be like this every day. Don’t you know how heavy your mommy is?"

"Daddy, don’t you know? A man who cannot carry his own woman is not a good man. " When He Yi Meng heard that, she opened her eyes wide. He was thinking, "Mummy doesn’t seem to be fat. Daddy doesn’t look like he’s having any trouble hugging her."

"Who said that?" Huo Jiu and He Meixin could not help but ask in unison upon hearing this.

"I did." He Yi Meng replied proudly.

"..." The two of them were speechless at the answer.

"Daddy, I’m hungry." He also dreamed that the two of them were silent and said something.

"Get up. Daddy will take you to eat delicious food in the morning." Pushing She Meixin up from her lap, he lifted She Yi Meng’s blanket and lifted her up from the sickbed.

Upon seeing this, She Meixin quickly took her clothes and put them on for him, afraid that he would accidentally catch a cold again. The father and daughter pair could only laugh off She Meixin’s cautious demeanor.

After She Yimeng was done changing, the three of them went to the front desk to undergo surgery. Huo Jiu drove to a breakfast shop near the hospital and gave He Meixin and She Yimeng a set of food.

"What about yours? Why didn’t you buy it for yourself? "Don’t you want to eat?" She Meixin noticed that he only carried two breakfasts before getting into the car. Thus, she asked out of curiosity.

"I don’t feel well in the stomach today. I don’t really want breakfast." He smiled, then hit the steering wheel he was holding and headed in the direction of Tokyo.

After breakfast, She Meixin continued to pass the time for She Yimeng to tell her story. More accurately, it should be He Yimeng who told She Meixin stories, because She Meixin’s familiarity with many stories did not even reach She Yimeng’s level. Thus, when telling a story required five or six mistakes, She Yimeng became her machine to correct them.

The mother and son conversation added a lot of fun to the long journey. Huo Jiajue smiled faintly as he drove.

By the time they arrived at Tokyo Airport, the plane was about to take off. The three of them quickly changed their boarding passes and went through security. There was no time to even look back at the city of Tokyo.