Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 37: Beg Me

The girl opened her bright, alluring eyes, gazing at him with a pitiful expression, her long lashes fluttering, full of pleading, hope, and helplessness. It was as if there were lakes dancing in her pupils, capable of making people sink into them.

After returning home that day, she slept with the exhaustion of a little piglet, an image he remembered clearly.

Her soft and cute pleading struck him like a gentle breeze.

Damn it.

His dark eyes flickered, and he, who was always self-controlled, found himself unable to resist this little woman’s pleas.

Jiayi held her breath, waiting for his response.

After a moment of silence, Huo Zhenyang propped up her chin, his lips curving into a teasing smirk, "Oh? Is it truly to taste the life of a celebrity? Or is it to make your family recognize you and come for you?

How laughable, he had almost been moved by her pathetic state just a moment ago.

What kind of schemes she had in mind with those photos, he knew all too well.

She was stunned, how could this man see through everyone’s thoughts!

Avoiding his gaze out of guilt, she pouted in defense, "No. I really just cherish those photos... and want to fulfill my dream of being a star once."

Stubborn as a duck.

Huo Zhenyang watched to see how far she’d go with her act, his gaze turning playful as he suddenly leaned in close, his face less than two inches away, his long eyelashes nearly brushing against her skin.

His tone sounded light, yet was filled with provocation:

"Fine, then beg me."

This man with his damned male chauvinism!

When she finds her family and leaves, she’ll definitely turn back and spit on his face twice. Beg him? As if!

Although she thought this, Jiayi pursed her red lips and weakly reached out again to grab his wrist, staring at him.

Even though she said nothing further, her eyes clearly read "Please."

This little wildcat, does she not know that her gaze was enough to melt a man alive?

Huo Zhenyang felt a sudden heat from her stare, the coolness of the car’s air conditioning almost unable to suppress it, yet he still did not want to let her off the hook.

"Is that all you’ve got for begging someone?"

The man’s tone was tinted with regret.

What did he expect then? For her to kneel and kowtow?

Did this man really see himself as some kind of monarch?

Jiayi bit her lower lip hard, clenching her fists.

The girl’s tender lips turned pale from biting, and her little face, conflicted, became sad and distressed.

Huo Zhenyang saw it all, his narrow eyes darkening as he grabbed her wrist and lifted it up.

"Ah—" Before Jiayi could cry out in surprise, she was suspended in the air, landing squarely on her bottom.

"What are you doing—" Was something wrong with this man again? It’s broad daylight; he shouldn’t be drinking, right?

Huo Zhenyang secured her arms, keeping her from struggling, and drew close to her delicate ear, his voice deep:

"Let me teach you how to ask a man for help."

Jiayi was stunned.

He had already seized her arms, forcing them around his neck:

"...First, you should look him in the eyes, and second, draw near to him. When asking for help, if you can’t even look into the other person’s eyes and don’t understand basic manners, how can you expect them to agree? Have you not learned the simplest societal interactions after working for so long?"

She was both annoyed and amused, only able to wrap her hands around his neck and hang on him, "Is this good enough?"

The man’s deep brown pupils narrowed, a glimmer of dissatisfaction flashing across them. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

She gritted her teeth, decided to go all in.

With nothing left to lose, she clenched her hands around his neck, leaning her body forward a few centimeters, whispering softly:

"President Huo, I would like to appear in the magazine advertisements. Please, be generous and fulfill my humble wish."

This should be enough, right?

Damn it, she had never done anything this shameless before!

Forget it, let’s assume her decency was eaten by a dog!

Even though he had helped change her clothes when she was unconscious.

Even when he was drunk, he had bathed her himself...

But those few times, her consciousness wasn’t clear, and she didn’t really feel anything, at most just a bit embarrassed afterwards.

This moment, however, was the first time she actively tried to please him.

This man, like an evil devil, forced her to do things that completely broke her limits.

Why did her face feel so hot that it was about to explode?

Huo Zhenyang looked down and saw the girl in his arms, her cheeks flushed with the rosy glow of sunset, and he immediately felt much more pleased. He lifted her chin, "This is the right attitude for asking favors, quick to learn, not bad. Alright, go to work."

Still with a commanding tone.

She came back to her senses, her face flushing red as she quickly jumped off his lap.

The car door slowly opened.

But, did he agree? Or did he refuse?

What the heck, you can’t just sit on someone’s thigh for free!

Yet Jiayi didn’t dare to ask more and got out of the car first.

Inside the car, Huo Zhenyang watched the girl’s back as she looked back three steps at a time, and just then, his phone rang.

"Boss, how about it? Have you decided to take down Sweetheart’s photos?" On the other end of the line was Samuel’s laughter.

A long pause followed.

Just as Samuel thought the signal was bad and started to say "hello", a man’s voice came through:

"I will personally select a few photos, call someone to send them to the magazine for publication."

He agreed to publish Jiayi’s formal photos as advertisement samples?

Such a quick change of mind!

That little sweetheart, really is his Achilles heel!

Just coming downstairs to be coquettish and speak a few words, and she could get a man who was always so arrogant and unyielding to change his mind?

On the other end of the phone, Samuel almost dropped his phone.

After hanging up, Huo Zhenyang’s handsome, cool face moved, pulling his thin, attractive lips into a slight upward curve.

*

Two hours later, the photos Huo Zhenyang had personally chosen were sent to Samuel’s computer.

Samuel couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

There were still limits, after all.

The photos Huo Zhenyang chose were all of Jiayi wearing very conservative clothing, with hardly any arms or legs shown.

A few even had half of her face wrapped up with a silk scarf and a sun hat; she was nearly on par with an Arab lady!

As for those bikini photos, they were deleted without a trace.

But still, it’s better than not allowing any to be published at all.

Samuel told his subordinate to resend them to the magazine.

In the afternoon, Jiayi learned that her photos had been reselected and sent to the magazine for publication.

That man had actually agreed.

She sighed in relief, yet she hesitated a bit.

Right now, playing the role of Huo Zhenyang’s girlfriend to deal with Elder Huo, he couldn’t possibly let her go. Besides, he had seen through her thoughts. Wasn’t he afraid someone familiar might see her photos and come looking for her...

What exactly was on this man’s mind?

Suddenly, her iPhone chimed twice.

It was a text message.

Jiayi swiped and glanced at it.

"Don’t think that by having your photos published, you can find your family sooner and run away.

Whether I let you go or not is up to me."

A single line of text, showcasing the master’s despotism and chill.

Jiayi drew in a sharp breath.