CEO is Picky but Handsome - Chapter 13

In fact, it wasn’t even noon yet when Lin Fei woke up.
Her symptoms, to put it bluntly, were simply low blood sugar causing morning fainting. In the past few days of pregnancy reaction, she couldn’t eat anything and was nauseous when she smelled rice, so she hadn’t eaten normally for several days, so low blood sugar wasn’t surprising.
Now hooked up to a bottle of glucose and drinking a bowl of her husband’s handmade red date and lotus seed soup, Ms. Lin Fei’s face was rosy and glowing, and she couldn’t have looked healthier.
The president of the scourge, who carries more than 800 shortcomings, only looked at her with a look of disdain, and said in a personal vendetta: “You look quite good here, how come you fainted in the morning? It couldn’t be that you intentionally missed work, right?”
“Yes, yes, the ruthless capitalists squeezing my tender pregnant woman, and I’m not allowed to miss work to protest?” With her husband by her side, the usually calm and cool assistant lady who seemed like an iron-fisted strong woman instantly transformed into a delicate and lovely pregnant mother, “Ye Ling, come on, don’t stand, sit next to Sis, and Brother Chen, you sit as well. Hey, what’s in your hands? Oddly heavy, quickly put it on the ground.”
Directly ignoring Huo Zhun.
Ye Ling mentioned the stuff in front of her and smiled, “Sister Lin Fei, this is something for you. Mr. Huo rushed to see you after the directors’ meeting this afternoon, he’s actually worried about you.”
Huo Jun raises his head and glances towards Ye Ling, who looks back and smiles.
“Is that so?” Lin Fei angrily smiles, “Mr. Huo, I’m just joking with you, I’m actually touched that you came to see me. I’m sorry about today’s board meeting, I’m sorry for my temporary situation, I’ll go back and punish myself with half a month’s salary to make amends, okay?” Is that flower for me? Don’t hold on to it, bring it to me.
Huo Zhun hadn’t bothered with her about today’s incident, and hearing her say this made his heart even softer. He shook his head helplessly, walked over to Lin Fei’s bedside, handed over the bouquet and said, “No need to punish yourself, starting tomorrow, I’ll put you on maternity leave, until you’re completely able to come back to work, your salary will be paid as usual, how’s that? Don’t be too touched ah, just remember my great kindness. Here, flowers, for you.”
“Thank you okay?” Lin Fei rolled her eyes, reached out and took the bouquet, sniffed deeply, and suddenly thought of something, “Right, have you guys eaten yet? My husband cooked a lot of red date and lotus seed soup, how about some?”
Saying this, she instructed her husband to give each of the three a bowl.
Huo Zhun takes it honestly and nonchalantly, drinks most of the bowl in a few mouthfuls, then wipes his mouth, “It’s good, it’s just a bit sweet.”
“Faulty!” Lin Fei fiercely gouged him out, her afterglow swept to the big bag by the bedside and asked, “What did you buy? I’m just staying here for one night, I’ll go home tomorrow, why did you break the bank to buy so much.”
“It’s okay, keep it and eat it slowly.” Huo Jun said.
Lin Fei gave him a puzzled look and turned her head, just in time to meet Ye Ling’s colorful gaze. She instantly comprehended that something was wrong and jumped out of bed, telling Ye Ling to move everything to the nightstand and go through and inspect them one by one.
Red dates, okay. Oats, okay. Slippery plums, okay. Icing sugar, what is this? Wafers, afraid I won’t get enough? Brain X Gold, is that to say I’m stupid for three years? Calcium X Calcium, is to bless me with a pregnant woman who can still climb five floors in one breath without difficulty, right?And ……
“Milk powder, suitable for infants from three to six months …… President Huo, this child of mine has not yet been born, and you send me milk powder?” Lin Fei has a “=mouth=” expression on her face.
Huo Jun holds up the empty bowl and is serving the second bowl, his head doesn’t even lift when he hears this, saying, “Right, you’re not in the middle of your fourth month of pregnancy, this milk powder is just right for you.”
Lin Fei: ……
“This is for babies to drink baby! The one born is called a baby, the one I’m carrying here is called a fetus do you understand!” Lin Fei held up the can of milk powder on the verge of storming out, “And what the hell is this Mrs. Oral Liquid? I’m going through menopause, aren’t I?”
“Uh? Isn’t Mrs. Oral Liquid for the wife to drink? Then you throw it away.” Huo Zhun straightened up, “Calm down, we’re all going to be mothers, yelling and screaming scares the kids again.”
“Huo Jun I’m going to fight you ah ah ah ah–”
Ten minutes later, Lin Fei, who was “easily agitated during pregnancy” (Huo Jun’s words), finally calmed down under the comfort of the crowd.
Holding the bouquet in one hand, she touched her gradually bulging belly with one hand and sighed, “I knew that you, a virginal man, couldn’t send anything within the normal realm, and this flower delivery idea didn’t come from you, did it? Ye Ling, wasn’t it you?”
She glanced at Ye Ling, who just smiled and didn’t say anything.
“This president of ours, ah, there are still a lot of unreliable places. Ye Ling, I’ll leave him to you from now on, if there are similar incidents in the future, you must stop him, okay?” Lin Fei admonished uneasily.
Ye Ling glanced at Huo Zhun from afar, Huo Zhun was originally reclining on his chair, and when he was swept over by this glance, he instantly sat up straight.
“Sister Lin Fei, don’t worry, I will.” Ye Ling said.
“That’s good, that’s good.”
The people exchanged pleasantries for a while longer, and as it was getting late, Huo Zhun and his party took their leave. Walking downstairs, the three of them were all a bit hungry, Huo Zhun proposed to go for a casual dinner together, but Ye Ling politely refused.
“Ye Rui is home alone, I’m worried that he’s scared, so I won’t go.” Ye Ling is full of apologies, “Mr. Huo, Brother Chen, you guys go ahead, I’m going to the intersection to take the subway home.”
Huo Zhun tried to persuade again, but seeing that he looked determined, he could only give up, “Alright, then be careful on your way.”
Ye Ling smiled and turned around to walk towards the intersection.
Huo Zhun silently watches him his figure leaving alone, a place in his heart suddenly slowly clamors up, drumming him to call out Ye Ling’s name.
“Ye Ling!”
Ye Ling turned back, under the streetlight, his expression was not very clear: “What’s wrong?”
“Starting tomorrow, all of Lin Fei’s work is handed over to you.” Huo Zhun said, “I’ll notify the personnel department and transfer you within three days.”
Not far away, Ye Ling just looks at him without a word.
Huo Jun gulps uneasily, “What’s wrong? Didn’t we agree in the morning that I would give you an early transfer if you performed well.”
“Well,” under the streetlight, Ye Ling smiles, “Thank you, Mr. Huo.”
“It’s fine, work well.” Huo Jun waves his hand, “Go back, don’t tell the child to wait.”
Ye Ling then walks away.
It’s not until his silhouette turns over a few walls that Huo Jun comes back to his senses as an afterthought, and asks the driver as he walks towards the parking lot, “Do you feel that Ye Ling seems particularly cheerful tonight, with a particularly large smile?”
The driver couldn’t figure it out, “Assistant Ye has always been quite smiley.”
“Who said that, he rarely smiles a few times a day.” Huo Zhun doesn’t believe it.
“How could he.” The driver says, “He laughs a lot when he talks to us, and his temper is especially good.”
Really, laughs a lot, has an especially good temper, but all this, how come I don’t know?
Not knowing where the anger came from, Huo Jun vigorously kicked away a small stone at his feet.
When Huo Jun arrived home, it was already more than ten o’clock in the evening.
It wasn’t fun for him and the driver to eat, so he hastily ate a few bites and left his chopsticks. The lights were on in the house, but there was no one in the hall. He called out to Huo Xiaoming a few times and only heard his own echo.
The house was too big and empty.
Originally, there were underlings in the Huo mansion, but after his wife died, Huo Xiaoming was once very afraid of outsiders in the house, and made trouble several times, forcing him to dismiss all of his underlings, and the household chores were changed to regularly hiring a bellhop to clean the house. The bellhop only comes when no one is home, and never dares to show his face when there are people at home, especially when Huo Xiaoming is at home.
Huo Jun is actually quite independent at heart, and he doesn’t like crowds, so he doesn’t see anything wrong with this. He takes off his jacket as usual and puts it on the coat rack. The roses Ye Ling forgot to take away, Huo Jun carries them back and smoothly sets them aside as well. He looks down to change his shoes and realizes that Huo Xiao Ming has kicked them everywhere again, so he helplessly picks them back up one at a time and puts them back in the shoe cabinet. He didn’t expect the door to open, knocking over the roses on the shoe rack. The bouquet crashed to the ground, and he reached out to fish for it, however, just at the moment of bending down, as if possessed, Ye Ling’s voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
“It’s not …… appropriate for you to send me this.”
The outstretched finger stopped straight in midair, and Huo Zhun just opened his eyes and watched the rose fall a few petals, with dew, lying on the ground.
Not quite ……
appropriateHeh, Huo Zhun let out a meaningful laugh, picked up the rose, and inserted it into the vase at the door.
Then he went upstairs to find Huo Xiaoming.
It’s past ten, and there’s no school the next day, so Huo Xiaoming must be up, maybe taking advantage of his dad coming home late and playing games on the computer.
But after looking around the study, there was nothing.
Huo Jun was surprised, turned to the door of Huo Xiaoming’s room, knocked three times, and sure enough, the door answered.
Oh, nestled in bed watching cartoons.
He pushed open the door and went in, yoohoo, unprecedented, Huo Ming students are lying on the table to write homework!
Huo Zhundeng was touched and asked in the gentlest of voices, “Mingming, where’s the studying? Why are you so well-behaved tonight.”
“Uh-huh.” Huo Xiao Ming doesn’t even raise his head and returns a syllable to him.
“Daddy went to the hospital tonight to see Auntie Lin Fei, Auntie Lin fainted this morning and was hospitalized.”
“Uh-huh.”
“Ming Ming, do you have a lot of homework? Is there anything you don’t know, daddy will teach you?”
“No.”
“No need? It seems that my son has really improved in his studies, he doesn’t even need his dad to tutor him. But you have to combine work and rest when studying, it’s too late, I’ll write tomorrow, go to bed first tonight.”
Huo Ming ignores him, his pen twitches, still writing.
Huo Jun’s heart is touched by his son to the point of melting, the sugar content in his voice instantly soars 120 percentage points, “Mingming, did you eat tonight? Why don’t dad go make you some snacks, okay?”
“I ate.” Huo Ming suddenly raises his head, and under the light, his gaze is like a little tiger that’s been poked and prodded, “You don’t have to make it for me.”
“Auntie Wang made it?” Auntie Wang is the Huo family’s bellhop.
“No.”
“Then where did it come from?” Huo Jun hugs his arms, he couldn’t be more moved to believe that his son could cook without a teacher.
His old man still doesn’t know how!
Huo Ming doesn’t answer right away, just lowers his head and stares blankly at the tip of his pen for a while before saying, “Uncle Ye Ling. He didn’t finish the dishes he brought to school today, so I brought them back.” After a pause, “The ribs that were made, I didn’t finish them, there’s still a little left. Dad do you want to eat it, it’s quite delicious.”
Ye Ling made ……
Huo Jun’s heart snapped.
He leaned against the door and looked at his own son for three seconds, wanting to say dad won’t eat after he’s eaten, but for some reason, he just couldn’t say it.
Finally he took a deep breath: ”Okay, I’ll take a look and go. Then you get an early night, don’t study too late.”
Then he left his son and ran to the kitchen downstairs.
Che, just ribs, not a French feast, is that so?
Huo Xiaoming pokes hard at the book in front of him, the blue ballpoint pen poking a tiny blue hole in the book.
His own father was the same way, and so was that idiot Ye Rui.