Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 21 Too Much of a Romantist

The car sped along the road and, before long, entered a district in the golden area of G City.

The neighborhood was dotted with row houses and detached villas as well as high-rise apartments. Though not as grand and luxurious as Huo Garden, it was exquisitely modern, very upscale—a clear indication that it was a dwelling area for the social elite.

"Aren’t we going back to the luxury hotel?" Jiayi asked, surprised by the view outside the window.

"What, do you like staying in hotels? This is one of my properties, I mostly stay here. From now on, you’ll live here as well," the man said in a steady voice, turning the steering wheel to enter the garage, and then he got out of the car.

Jiayi followed him into an apartment building, pressed the elevator button, and ascended to the twenty-sixth floor.

The elevator climbed its way up and stopped in front of a room on the twenty-sixth floor.

The door card clicked, and the door opened.

It was a duplex apartment, decorated in a Nordic style, with a color scheme of black, white, and gray, cool yet with a distinctive character, somewhat resembling its owner.

"Master is back." A lifeless electronic voice sounded, accompanied by a buzz of electricity. A rather dorky-looking domestic robot, sensing its owner’s return, wobbled its way forward, its chubby body swaying as it came close and then turned to Jiayi, extending a hand for a handshake: "Hello, guest."

Jiayi’s eyes widened: "Wow..." and she quickly stretched out her hand to shake hands with the robot.

It felt just like human skin, and it was warm too! So advanced!

"Robot butler No. 3, the latest product from America’s TMI Electronics, not yet released on the market, just air-freighted here, its model is DUMMY. You can just call it DUMMY," Huo Zhenyang introduced casually, watching her naive fascination with high technology.

Jiayi was even more astonished, swallowed, and said to the robot, "Oh, hello. Dummy, my name, my name is Jiayi. I might, might be living here from now on."

The robot, which had a sophisticated name yet was renamed by the girl to a rustic one, blinked its electronic eyes, as if it had uploaded the girl’s information, then nodded seriously and turned away.

Huo Zhenyang watched her introduce herself to the robot, a smile suddenly playing on his lips; she was indeed cute with her excessive politeness towards the robot.

Feeling the man’s amusement, Jiayi’s face turned a few shades redder. She hadn’t come across such a sophisticated household intelligent robot before and, to cover up her embarrassment, she blurted out, "What about the new clothes, shoes, and cosmetics I bought at the hotel? Do they need to be moved here?"

"Why move them?" Huo Zhenyang raised an eyebrow, somewhat puzzled by her rustic and petty air, "Just leave them at the hotel. I’ve already arranged new ones for you here at the apartment."

Isn’t that too wasteful?

The items in the hotel’s presidential suite had just been unwrapped! Each one was ridiculously expensive, and like that, only to be used once, or not even once, and then all discarded?

Jiayi’s mind suddenly flashed that classic joke: when I get rich, I’ll buy two flatbreads—eat one, throw the other, buy two Mercedes—drive one, toss the other...

Without realizing it, it had gotten dark, and Dummy had finished preparing the meal.

Huo Zhenyang had some things to take care of at the company and left first.

Jiayi’s bedroom was arranged on the second floor, directly across from Huo Zhenyang’s master bedroom.

She settled into her new bedroom, when her phone rang, a call from Huo Tianpei.

Back at Huo Garden, Huo Tianpei had wanted her contact information to facilitate inviting her to the house as a guest in the future.

Jiayi had given the old master the private number Huo Zhenyang had given her.

Upon answering the call, Jiayi learned that Huo Tianpei wanted to invite her and Huo Zhenyang over to Huo Garden for a meal in a couple of days, as there was an announcement to be made.

The reason the old master didn’t call Huo Zhenyang was that he feared his son would refuse, so he thought to let Jiayi speak first.

Jiayi knew she had now become the emotional bond between the old master and Huo Zhenyang, a responsibility of great importance, but would that man agree? She agreed with insufficient confidence.

After taking a bath that night, Jiayi went online in the bedroom for a while. Drowsiness struck, and even Dummy had returned to the robot room on the first floor, entering automatic sleep mode, yet Huo Zhenyang still had not returned.

Tossing and turning, finally, she didn’t know what time it was, Jiayi heard footsteps coming from the first floor.

She, in her pajamas, jumped out of bed and quietly peeked through the crack of the door.

He was back.

The man’s back was tall and straight, his handsome face showing signs of weariness as he climbed the stairs, lifting his long fingers to loosen his shirt collar before entering the master bedroom.

Waiting until there was no sound, she tiptoed out of her room and quietly walked to the door of the master bedroom, peeking inside through the slightly ajar door.

Is now a good time to talk...

He didn’t seem too happy at Huo Garden today.

She decided to watch the situation a bit longer before acting! Yes.

Jiayi decided to first see what he was doing, to gauge his mood. If he was in a good mood, the chances of success would be greater.

While hesitating, Jiayi suddenly felt a gust of wind in front of her face, and "clang," the bedroom door opened!

Before she had a chance to turn around, the man scooped her up in his arms, hooked the door shut with his long leg, stepped inside, and threw the girl onto the soft, thick bed!

"Huff—" Jiayi hurried to protect her backside to avoid getting hurt from the fall, and as she sat up again, her face turned red and she was at a loss for words.

Huo Zhenyang was standing by the bed, staring coldly at her: "What are you doing wandering around my door sneakily, not sleeping in the middle of the night?"

Though he had plenty of elite bodyguards around him, there were also many villains plotting against his position, and he had even encountered some dangers when traveling abroad, so he was always on high alert.

Even after having a few drinks with some European politicians tonight, he would quickly notice a girl loitering at his door.

After entering the bedroom, he was preparing to shower and had already taken off his shirt.

Jiayi’s breath caught, and she almost had a nosebleed: "I... it’s nothing..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiayi wished she could withdraw her own words! What was she doing, being so infatuated?

The man’s eyes narrowed, clearly disbelieving, as he leaned down: "Oh, really nothing?"

"Yes, really nothing—" Jiayi smelled the faint alcohol on the man’s breath, her heart beating fiercely.

This is bad, he’s been drinking.

"First day moving in, not used to it? Scared?" The man’s body slowly approached, his lips curving into an almost wicked smile: "Is that why you came to my room?"

Jiayi realized and blurted out:

"The old master called, inviting us to Huo Garden for dinner tomorrow, saying he has something to announce!"