Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 580 - 578: The Brother-Sister Act

Accompanied by approaching footsteps, the young man’s gentle voice came to a halt, tinged with a faint, almost imperceptible smile, "Oh, it turns out to be Mr. Huo’s arrival. I was wondering why Jiayi hasn’t gone in for so long."

Seeing Xue Jingchuan, Jiayi felt like she saw a savior and quickly approached him. She glanced at the person inside the car and blurted out, "Jingchuan, why have you come out? I was just about to go in."

"I wanted to personally select the next scene’s costume. I went to the wardrobe department, and when I didn’t see you there and heard someone was looking for you, I came out and decided to check in on you." Xue Jingchuan’s hands were in his pockets, exuding a relaxed and content demeanor. His tone was casual, and his handsome face looked like a piece of natural jade sculpture, enough to make most men feel ashamed of their own looks.

The moment the young woman saw Xue Jingchuan, her eyes shone brightly, and her brisk steps towards him were like those of a girlfriend in love rushing toward her boyfriend.

Huo Zhenyang’s previously full confidence faltered slightly as he stepped out of the car and slammed the door with a noise that was neither light nor heavy. Walked toward Xue Jingchuan.

Jiayi felt her heart pound as she saw him like a moving block of ice, and she couldn’t help but step back two paces behind Xue Jingchuan.

Sensing her stress, Xue Jingchuan’s eyelashes fluttered, and without giving it much thought, he leaned forward, placing himself in front of Jiayi, just blocking the sharp gaze of the man, "Mr. Huo, it’s been a long time since we saw each other."

"Indeed, it’s been a long time, I didn’t know that you, the big star, have become so approachable. You even go to the wardrobe department yourself to pick out costumes?" Huo Zhenyang’s tone was unmistakably sarcastic.

Xue Jingchuan’s eyes gleamed as he lifted them, avoiding the frost on the man’s face as if he saw nothing, "It’s all because Jiayi is very meticulous with her work, to which I’ve grown accustomed. Mr. Huo also knows it’s not easy to find an assistant who is both caring and capable; having money can’t buy what you really want."

As he spoke, his gaze softened and drifted towards Jiayi, his tone half serious, half joking, "Truth be told, I was also intending to ask Jiayi if she’d like to moonlight as my personal stylist assistant. That way, I would not have to go to the wardrobe department to find her every time. It’s just that her work on set is already so busy, I’ve always felt embarrassed to ask."

At this, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Jiayi was struck by the thought, "No problem."

Huo Zhenyang’s face fell even more, while Xue Jingchuan’s eyes held a warm glow, seemingly unsurprised she had accepted, "Good, that’s settled then. My agent will discuss the specifics with you later, to arrange everything according to whatever is convenient for your schedule."

Jiayi nodded eagerly.

"Then you should go inside now; I just saw your wardrobe department team quite busy."

Jiayi glanced at the man standing opposite her from the corner of her eye. Even without looking closely, she could feel the chilling atmosphere emanating from him. Without lingering any longer, she hurried into the set.

Huo Zhenyang didn’t attempt to stop her this time, quietly watching as the little woman’s figure disappeared around the corner of the gate, before raising his hawk-like eyes and curving his thin lips, "Are you opposing me now?"

Xue Jingchuan, fearless, spoke very politely, yet with an underlying taunt, "Mr. Huo, rest assured, whether it was years ago or now, I have always treated Jiayi as my sister, not as a pet kept in captivity."

"Sister?" As men, there are certain things Huo Zhenyang naturally wouldn’t believe, and he sneered, "Is that the brother-sister act you use to gain that naive woman’s trust?"

Seeing he didn’t believe, Xue Jingchuan had no way around it, nor did he expect him to.

This man’s possessiveness over Jiayi was at its peak, so much so that he viewed any male animal in the world as eyeing Jiayi with covetous intent, harboring no good will.

The more she tried to explain, the more it would provoke this man’s distrust.

Xue Jingchuan said, "...Regardless, I hope Huo Zhenyang understands that Jiayi isn’t the same girl from years ago, who had no home to return to and no relatives or friends, a lonely orphan. The tactics you used on her back then might not work now. At that time, she was helpless, remembered nothing, and her future was uncertain. She was completely directionless, no different from an injured stray cat on the roadside. To speak harshly, even if you provided her three square meals a day, she would be utterly devoted to you and see you as her master. But things are different now. She is fully capable of taking care of herself, with family, friends, and her own social circle. She is no longer your pet. I know, Huo Zhenyang, you’ve always liked to control others, and it has become a habit, but if you truly have her best interests at heart, I advise you not to pressure her. This way, you’ll only drive her into the arms of someone else."

Huo Zhenyang couldn’t be bothered to listen to more, interrupting, "Anyway, don’t even think about making her your personal fashion assistant. Otherwise, you’re going to pay for this." With that, he turned, pressed the key fob to lock the car, and then strode over to the driver’s seat, bending down to get in.

Xue Jingchuan’s gaze sharpened, targeting his retreating figure, "Sorry, but as I just said, everything depends on Jiayi’s own will. If she wishes to be my personal assistant, I wholeheartedly welcome her. If she doesn’t want to, I definitely won’t force her. I’m not good at much, but there’s one thing, after all our years of friendship, you should know, I always respect women."

The young man’s voice was clear and decisive, like a bead dropping on a jade plate.

The car fell silent for a few seconds before the engine fired up, like an indignant rainforest cheetah, speeding away and leaving the set behind.

Xue Jingchuan watched as the car sped away like a shooting star, then turned and walked toward the set.

He had just entered the gate when, around the corner, he spotted Jiayi standing in front, apparently she had been behind the door observing the two men the whole time and hadn’t left.

"Jiayi, why are you still here?" Xue Jingchuan expressed his surprise.

Xue Jingchuan was outside, fending off that man for her; how could she just walk away?

She stepped forward, regretting her impulsivity, "Jingchuan, I was too impulsive just now. There’s no need for you to fall out with him because of me."

All she had in mind earlier was to make that man give up on her by showing him she was with Xue Jingchuan.

With a man by her side, he should stop treating her as the private possession he did four years ago, right?

After thinking it over, she realized this might affect Xue Jingchuan as well.

A glint of luster flashed in Xue Jingchuan’s eyes, spreading to the corners of his mouth, "Do you know what I’ve been thinking? If, back at Huanglong Mountain hunting ground, it hadn’t been Huo Zhenyang but rather me who had found you, perhaps your life afterwards would have been better? After a few years, fate has given me another chance to make up for my regrets. So please, don’t talk like that anymore."

Jiayi looked up, her gaze fixed on him.

He then smiled slightly, "Do you know why men love online games? It’s because they enjoy the challenge of the impossible. I used to think that in all of China, challenging Huo Zhenyang was something impossible. You gave me the confidence. Suddenly, I’m very interested in trying it out with you."

His voice was light, his attractive lips carrying a slight smile that was impossible to resist.

"Let me help you this time."