After a long day, the two of them eventually returned to the hotel and showered in their separate rooms.
Actually, Yuan Yung never quite understood why, even though they were now married, they had to stay in separate rooms.
She couldn’t figure out what Huo Junting was thinking either.
Clearly, he was crazy about her, loving her like he couldn’t live without her, yet he acted coy, almost like a girl.
Truly... unique!
After changing clothes and drying her hair, Yuan Yung went straight to his room without any hesitation or awkwardness, like she was so daydreaming rascal, and Huo Junting was a shy little girl—
Pushing the door open, she saw the man wearing a bathrobe, standing by the bed, sipping red wine. Just one look and her heart started racing.
Alright! She admitted, in the face of such beauty, she really couldn’t control herself.
Upon hearing her, Huo Junting turned sideways and smiled at her, "You’re here."
"Mm—"
"The snacks I brought for you are on the table. Help yourself," the man said.
Yuan Yung thought he was treating her like a pig!
Upon seeing the tasty treats, she completely forgot about it, picked a bag of chips with a new flavor, and started munching, while Huo Junting ca over, pinched her pink cheek, and then went into the bathroom.
Just then, Yuan Yung noticed his phone on the coffee table was showing an incoming call. She shouted towards the bathroom, got no response, so she answered it herself—
As soon as it connected, she hadn’t even spoken when the other side started rambling, "Mr. Huo, didn’t you say you needed to pretend to be Ye Hao again? When would that be! I’m a bit short on cash lately, so I really need so money, you see..."
"Wha—what did you say?" Yuan Yung’s mind was buzzing.
"Uh, I’m looking for Mr. Huo. Did I dial the wrong number? I don’t think so! It’s this number," the man murmured to himself, his voice exceptionally pleasant.
Yuan Yung had always been particularly sensitive to voices, and she seed to recognize this voice, the one she had t two years ago... Ye Hao.
She paused, "This is Mr. Huo’s phone. I’m his... assistant. Sir, you can tell anything, better make it clear, otherwise it’s hard for to report."
"Oh, so you’re the assistant! Here’s the thing..."
The more Yuan Yung listened, the harder she clenched her jaw, gripping her fingers tightly, and when he was all finished, she still hadn’t co to her senses.
"Hello! Miss Assistant, did you get it? If you did, please pass the ssage to Mr. Huo for , thanks!"
"... Yes, I got it. I’ll definitely pass it on!" After saying that, she imdiately hung up the phone.
Then, she instinctively stood up from the sofa and started pacing, utterly shocked that Ye Hao was actually Huo Junting, how could it possibly be him?
The man who chatted and laughed with her online, who seed to know so much; the one who offered effective suggestions when she had questions; the one who produced many videos and had hundreds of thousands nearing a million followers—
To her, he was a completely different, independent person from Huo Junting.
She simply couldn’t connect the two.
A few minutes later, the man ca out of the bathroom, saw her standing there, and looked at her with a bit of unfamiliarity, "What’s wrong?"
"Oh, it’s nothing." Yuan Yung didn’t confront him directly, she just sat back on the sofa and picked up her phone, "I’m going to play a ga for a bit, don’t disturb ."
Huo Junting thought he might as well review the material Xiao Jinghuai sent him, "Alright—"
The two of them sat on the sofa, each doing their own thing, while Yuan Yung sneaked glances at him several tis, seeing his serious look, she guessed it was ti, and logged into the chat interface to ssage Ye Hao.
"Ye Hao, what are you up to?"
Sure enough, the phone beside him chid.
Huo Junting glanced at the computer, reached for the phone, opened it, saw the ssage, looked up at the girl, "Reviewing materials."
Replied and tossed it back onto the coffee table—
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