Daddy Always Gets Jealous

”Good night,”

Che Huan bit her lip, said the two words, hung up the phone, stood in the bathroom, opened the window, and stared out into the night, feeling suddenly very nervous about tomorrow.

She couldn’t refuse him!

If that was the case, then let them marry without a wedding or proposal!

It was just that—

Thinking of her mother’s words in the hospital room, she clenched her lips tightly.

After standing for a while, she returned to the living room and saw Wen Hua there; she slowly walked over, not knowing how to start the conversation.

Wen Hua was dealing with the backlog of work accumulated over this period, heard footsteps, looked up at Che Huan, and saw that she didn’t speak. ”Huanhuan.”

Che Huan took a deep breath, gathered her courage, and asked, ”Uncle, do you... do you think he and I are suitable for each other?”

Wen Hua was stunned, looked at Che Huan for a while, then spoke softly, ”Huanhuan, just follow your heart and don’t think too much.”

So, did Uncle agree?

Thinking of Uncle’s previous attitude and her mother’s stance, she couldn’t help but ask, ”My mom...”

Wen Hua frowned, ”I will handle your mom’s persuasion.”

Che Huan smiled at Wen Hua, ”Thank you, Uncle.”

Wen Hua looked at Che Huan, stood up, gently patted her shoulder, ”Remember to talk to Uncle if anything comes up, don’t bury all your grievances in your heart.”

Che Huan ”mm”-ed, bit her lip, nodded, feeling a warm comfort in her heart.

Fearing she wouldn’t sleep well at night and end up with a swollen face for the photos, she deliberately drank a cup of hot milk.

The next day, she woke up very early, got washed and dressed, and after much deliberation, wore the dress and high heels that Huo Jinnan had compensated her with, and took the Commander out with her.

Upon reaching downstairs, she saw the black Bentley parked there, stopped in her tracks, and her hand involuntarily tightened on the bag containing the household registration book and ID card.

The Commander bit Che Huan’s dress and pulled hard.

The dress almost fell off, Che Huan snapped back to her senses and quickly held it down, ”Commander, stop it.”

The Commander lumbered towards the black Bentley, its large body automatically taking up the entire back seat, and wagged its tail at Huo Jinnan.

Huo Jinnan fed the Commander a piece of dog food, rolled down the car window, swept a deep gaze over Che Huan, turned the steering wheel deftly, parked the car beside her, and pushed open the passenger door.

Che Huan bit her lip, intending to get into the back seat, but seeing the Commander sprawled there taking up all the space, leaving no room even for her bag, let alone for a person to sit.

Sitting in the passenger seat, conscious of the items in her bag, she didn’t dare look in Huo Jinnan’s direction and looked down at her high heels, slightly pressing her feet together.

Huo Jinnan took her hand in his.

Che Huan said nothing, a thin layer of sweat forming on her face.

After looking for a while, Huo Jinnan spoke with a magnetic voice, ”That outfit suits you.”

She thought back to their first encounter—it was quite a scene—

Her blush deepened!

Back then, she hadn’t seen him clearly, and he probably hadn’t seen her clearly, right? It was so dark, it seemed without a single ray of light!

So, their first official meeting would be considered the time of the car accident?

Feeling his gaze on her dress and shoes, Che Huan bit her lower lip, looked up at Huo Jinnan for a moment, and touched her bangs with one hand, ”Really?”

Huo Jinnan ”mm”-ed, let go of her hand, raised his, and his large palm slid into her hair, his long fingers gently gathering, exerting a slight force to turn Che Huan’s face towards him, ”Brought them?”