Chapter 473: Chapter 473: Now, Zhou Lin is anxious about her

Huo Xuan pressed his lips together and remained silent.

It really was as Cheng Zhiwei had thought; Huo Yaya had romantic feelings for Huo Xuan.

She liked this nominally older brother.

One of the main reasons Huo Xuan was still unmarried was largely because of Huo Yaya.

Cheng Zhiwei gripped her sister’s hand tightly, supporting her fully, and said calmly to the Huo Family, "My sister and Huo Xuan have nothing to do with each other, and if you let Huo Yaya bother her again, I won’t be polite."

Cheng Zhiyin’s face was pale, and she did not say a word from beginning to end.

But Huo Xuan saw disgust in her eyes.

She disliked that he couldn’t manage his own affairs and still entangled her.

"Let’s go, Zhiwei," she said, not wanting to stay here any longer.

"Zhiyin," Huo Xuan couldn’t help but call out, his voice slightly hoarse, "I’m sorry."

Cheng Zhiyin got in the car, and as it started, she couldn’t help but tear up.

Cheng Zhiwei cursed Huo Xuan as a scumbag and went to see Zhou Lin, complaining unhappily, "Why didn’t you say this earlier?"

Zhou Lin looked innocent, "I thought he would handle it well. Huo Yaya is not the Huo Family’s biological child, but the daughter of a lifesaver; the Huo Family wouldn’t neglect her."

In fact, excluding these, Huo Xuan was truly a good match.

Unfortunately, he had encountered the crazy Huo Yaya.

After they left, Huo Xuan let go of his own hands and glared coldly and sternly at Huo Yaya, "Tell me, how else are you going to make a scene?"

Huo Yaya turned around and threw herself into Madam Huo’s arms, tearfully saying, "Mom, he yelled at me for another woman."

There was resentment in her drooping eyes.

Thinking of the way Huo Xuan had looked at Cheng Zhiyin just now made her even more jealous.

Previously, she had always managed to drive those women away, and Huo Xuan had never blamed her, but why was Huo Xuan now angry at her for Cheng Zhiyin’s sake?

Madam Huo sighed, unable to control her daughter, so she could only look at Huo Xuan and plead in a low voice, "Yaya just likes you too much; it wasn’t intentional. Actually, her feelings for you are deep..."

"I will not marry her," Huo Xuan coldly interrupted Madam Huo before she could finish.

He also ended their unrealistic hopes.

Huo Yaya, stunned, began to cry, "Brother..."

She couldn’t bear this blow and shouted at him, "You don’t want to marry me, but you want to marry Cheng Zhiyin, don’t you? How is she better than me?"

Cheng Zhiyin had been married before and had a disreputable past.

Plus, she couldn’t even have children.

No matter how you compared, she was not better than Huo Yaya.

Had Huo Xuan lost his mind?

Huo Xuan wanted to say that Cheng Zhiyin was good in all aspects, but he also knew that such a statement would bring great turmoil to Cheng Zhiwei.

He glanced at the time and said coldly, "Let’s go back."

Huo Yaya still wanted to speak, but was pulled back by Madam Huo, finally closing her mouth reluctantly.

Back at the hospital, Madam Huo looked at her foster daughter and said helplessly, "Yaya, didn’t you promise me you would bless your brother in finding his happiness? Why are you doing this again?"

Initially, Madam Huo had wanted Huo Xuan to marry Huo Yaya and had tried to persuade him several times to no avail, so she had stopped trying to bring them together. But Huo Yaya had taken it to heart.

She had been causing scenes.

Later, when Huo Xuan went on blind dates, those girls were scared off by Huo Yaya.

Madam Huo couldn’t bear to see her son stay unmarried for life, and after talking with Huo Yaya for a long time, Huo Yaya had agreed.

But now, she was causing trouble again.

Madam Huo had a headache.

"That kind of woman, how is she worthy of my brother?" Huo Yaya said, biting her lip pitifully, "Mom, think about it, she’s divorced and can’t even have children."

Madam Huo hesitated for a moment, "But your brother says he’s DINK."

Huo Xuan didn’t want children.

"What man doesn’t want children," Huo Yaya sighed as if worried, "when he wants children and finds out his wife can’t have them, he’ll definitely blame us for not stopping him in the beginning."

Her words were sensible, for indeed, among couples who decide not to have children, it is often the men who regret it.

And Madam Huo did not want Huo Xuan to be childless.

"It’s not her; there will be others. Don’t make trouble anymore," Madam Huo said anxiously, considering arranging new blind dates for Huo Xuan.

She glanced at Huo Yaya, thinking of introducing her to some friends to distract her.

"Yaya, in a few days, Aunt Chen and I are going to the beauty salon. Why don’t you join us?"

Huo Yaya agreed obediently, but her hand was clenched tightly in anxiety.

...

Zhou Lin had returned to Yucheng only a few days ago, but had already settled all matters regarding Zhou Group, bringing back all the executives who had been forced to leave.

Zhou Group was revitalized.

Naturally, Zhou Lin had also a lot more social obligations.

Cheng Zhiwei didn’t really care about these things. No matter how late Zhou Lin came home, she never asked.

But Zhou Lin, every time he returned, was somewhat unhappy.

Today was no different.

It seemed that because his unhappiness had accumulated, his temper had also grown.

After showering, he came up behind Cheng Zhiwei, his large hand untying the straps of her nightgown.

Cheng Zhiwei woke up in an instant, holding his hand down, her eyes particularly bright in the darkness.

Zhou Lin skillfully restrained her hand, bowed his head to kiss the corner of her lips, tenderly calling her name.

"Zhiwei."

Their temples touched.

Cheng Zhiwei felt his arousal, bit her lip, and flushed deeply, "Zhou Lin, you’re drunk."

Even though he had showered, the smell of alcohol was still evident.

Zhou Lin simply hugged her body tighter, slowly devouring her.

It was painful, but there were other feelings too.

Cheng Zhiwei felt uncomfortable, trying to push him away, only to face his more intense movements.

Her body trembled lightly, breaking into a thin sweat.

Zhou Lin then slowed down again, like a gentleman, giving her sensation bit by bit.

At the height of passion, he leaned close to her ear and asked, "Zhiwei, let’s get married."

Cheng Zhiwei’s senses were following her feelings, but upon hearing the word "marriage," her rationality snapped back.

She looked into his deep black eyes, not relenting.

Her hands involuntarily ran through his black hair, her voice hoarse and broken, "We’re fine like this."

Stay together if suitable, separate if not.

Zhou Lin’s heart chilled halfway, but his actions became even harsher, his smile cold, "You won’t give me a title?"

His black hair scattered on the pillow.

Cheng Zhiwei bit her lip and coldly sneered, "You don’t deserve it."

Zhou Lin was speechless and bit her shoulder in frustration.

After struggling through most of the night, Cheng Zhiwei was too exhausted to open her eyes, while Zhou Lin kissed her forehead and then her ears.

"I’ve arranged for the best otolaryngologist to come, I’ll accompany you to the checkup tomorrow."

Cheng Zhiwei, with closed eyes, was too lazy to respond.

Zhou Lin held her even tighter. In actuality, he had proposed many times before, but Cheng Zhiwei had not agreed; she felt that without the bondage of that piece of paper, she was freer.

Now, Zhou Lin was the one uneasy and anxious about her leaving.

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