Sweet Beauty-Chapter 1185 - Hou Zexian, You’re Really Sick!

1185 Hou Zexian, You’re Really Sick!

Han Yuanjun immediately became serious. He gave Yao Xiu a look and nodded as he thought, “You’re right. When we come back later, I’ll punish him for cleaning the toilet. If he doesn’t want to clean it, he won’t be allowed to go home!”

Yao Xiu: “...”

Yao Xiu looked at the couple in front of him and felt like crying. ‘President Han, don’t you have any principles or a bottom line?’

Liang Zixuan smiled with satisfaction. “Yes, clean the toilet!”

When she said that, she deliberately pointed her finger at Yao Xiu. “If you don’t want to clean it, you’re not allowed to go home!”

After saying that, Liang Zixuan pulled Han Yuanjun’s hand and left. Yao Xiu dejectedly picked up his phone and sent a WeChat message to Zeng Zhelan.

“Zhelan, your best friend isn’t really a nice person. She had President Han order me to clean the toilet. See, how miserable my life is.”

Quickly, Zeng Zhelan replied. “Ah! Liang Zixuan came to the company? Where? Where is she?”

Yao Xiu: “....”

.....

As expected, in front of Liang Zixuan, his rank was the lowest. Even his fiancée automatically ignored his complaints and wanted to find Liang Zixuan.

? ? ?

After getting out of the elevator, Han Yuanjun asked Liang Zixuan. “What do you want to eat this afternoon?”

Liang Zixuan stroked her belly and said carefully, “I want to eat spicy food....”

Han Yuanjun frowned. “The doctor said that it’s better if you eat less spicy food after giving birth and eat more nutritious food instead.”

“I gave birth a long time ago!” Liang Zixuan stood in front of the car door, feeling wronged. She watched gloomily as Han Yuanjun opened the passenger door for her.

“Besides, I have been eating nutritious food for a while, and right now, I only want to eat spicy food.”

“No.” Seeing Liang Zixuan insisting on not getting into the car, Han Yuanjun pushed her inside and said, “You can eat anything except spicy food.”

“Hubby...” Even though Liang Zixuan was already sitting inside, she was still stubborn. “It’s not easy for me to leave the house. Even grandmother herself doesn’t control my diet anymore. Can’t you fulfill my small wish?”

She even pinched her fingers together and made a small gesture toward Han Yuanjun.

Han Yuanjun was amused by her cute appearance. “Fine, just a little spicy?

Liang Zixuan nodded in satisfaction. “Just a little spicy!”

No matter how spicy it was, it was still a bit spicy. As long as the spiciness was still there, it was good.

Liang Zixuan had been eating only nutritious food for the past few months and felt that her tongue was almost losing its taste. She had no appetite and felt unable to eat anything.

Han Yuanjun drove the car out of the parking lot and drove two more streets before stopping in front of a hotpot restaurant.

Liang Zixuan saw the hotpot restaurant’s sign and almost drooled...

“This one! Let’s eat here.” Liang Zixuan pointed at the sign of the hotpot restaurant and said happily.

Han Yuanjun affectionately touched the bangs on her forehead, “Alright, let’s eat here.”

Liang Zixuan happily opened the car door. Just as she was about to wait for Han Yuanjun to get out and walk towards the hotpot restaurant, a man suddenly got out of the car behind them.

“Zixuan, what a coincidence!”

Liang Zixuan felt uncomfortable all over her body when she heard that voice. She couldn’t help but frown as she slowly turned around to look at him. When she saw the man’s face, her expression darkened completely. “Yes, what a coincidence.”

This hotpot restaurant was the most famous hotpot restaurant in Imperial City. It was normal for people who wanted to eat a hotpot to come here.

Furthermore, this place was so close to the Han Group, but this place was so far away from the Moutai Group, so was it really a coincidence?

Liang Zixuan didn’t know when Hou Zexian had followed her from behind.

Hou Zexian automatically ignored the displeasure on Liang Zixuan’s face. He continued to stare at her. Although Han Yuanjun got out of the car and walked to Liang Zixuan’s side, Hou Zexian still didn’t avert his gaze.

“Mr. Hou, isn’t it inappropriate for you to openly stare at my wife?”

Han Yuanjun’s deep and heavy voice was laced with a hint of displeasure.

Hou Zexian ignored Han Yuanjun and asked Liang Zixuan, “Are you here to eat?”

Han Yuanjun: “...”

Was Hou Zexian crazy? There were two people here! 𝘧𝗿𝚎e𝓌𝗲𝒃𝑛𝒐ѵ𝗲𝒍. c𝐨𝗺

Hou Zexian completely ignored his presence!

He had never felt the lack of existence before.

Han Yuanjun pulled Liang Zixuan into his arms. He looked at Hou Zexian provocatively. “Since Mr. Hou’s eyes aren’t good, you’d better go to the hospital. I’m sorry, but right now, we don’t have the time to accompany you!”

Just as Han Yuanjun and Liang Zixuan were about to enter the hotpot restaurant, Hou Zexian suddenly stood in front of them. At this moment, he suddenly acted as if he had seen Han Yuanjun and smiled politely. “President Han, we’re old acquaintances. Since you both came to eat the hotpot, let’s eat together.”

“I, Han Yuanjun, want to take my wife to eat the hot pot, but I still have to work?” Han Yuanjun snorted contemptuously, “Mr. Hou, are you really looking down on my Han Group for earning less than the Moutai Group?”

“That’s not what I mean.” Hou Zexian became polite, “It’s quite boring for me to eat the hotpot alone. It shouldn’t be too much trouble for you two to eat together with me, right?”

“Hou Zexian, you’re really sick!”

Liang Zixuan finally couldn’t take it anymore. She got out of Han Yuanjun’s arms and stood in front of Hou Zexian with her head held high. She said in an unfriendly tone, “I’ve told you more than once that I don’t like you. In fact, I even hate you when I see you. Can you not appear in front of me again?”

Hou Zexian suddenly looked at Liang Zixuan with a hurt look. His eyes were slightly red. “But Zixuan, we’ve known each other for years. We’ve known each other since we were young. It’s impossible for you to hate me.”

Seeing the undisguised disgust on Liang Zixuan’s face, he seemed to think of something and turned to Han Yuanjun. “Could it be that you’re afraid of misunderstanding? I don’t think President Han is that petty.”