Daddy Always Gets Jealous

Che Huan quickened her movements, secured her tie, and quickly let go, ”All done.”

Huo Jinnan picked up a bag nearby and handed it to Che Huan, ”Do you want to change here or inside?”

Without a word, Che Huan took the bag and entered the restroom.

After a while, she gently nudged the door open a crack, ”Help me with the zipper on my waist.”

Huo Jinnan hummed in acknowledgment as Che Huan, holding the collar at her chest, walked out step by step.

Huo Jinnan looked down, his gaze sweeping from her neck down to her bare back. He casually gathered her long hair that fell over her fair back, tossed it onto his wrist, grasped the zipper with one hand, and placed the other hand on her smooth back. He lifted slightly and slowly pulled the zipper up.

Her chest suddenly felt tight, and Che Huan’s breathing quickened. She looked up at him—his face showed no expression.

Could it be that from beginning to end, the only one flustered and disoriented was her?

Huo Jinnan picked up another bag from the side, opened it, and inside was a high-end custom bag with a grand design and no identifiable labels.

Che Huan glanced at it—it matched her red dress well.

Quickly afterward, Huo Jinnan opened a box, and inside was a pair of solid-colored high-heeled shoes without tags. Although simple in design, at first glance, they appeared regal and aloof, too unique to be ordinary.

Once she put on the shoes and matched them with the bag, she looked at herself in the mirror, hardly believing her eyes.

Indeed, clothes make the person! Although the dress and bag were truly simple, they gave off an especially grand aura. Dressed this way, she was full of presence.

She could hardly believe that the person in the mirror was herself!

Huo Jinnan came over, took a glance, casually adjusted her hair, and, seeing her flawless complexion, said, ”Just like this, it’s fine.”

Che Huan nodded, not knowing where he planned to take her dressed like this.

Huo Jinnan looked at Che Huan and gently moved his arm.

Understanding his gesture, Che Huan hesitated for a moment, then linked her arm with his, following him out of the bedroom.

Downstairs, Huo Bei had already prepared the car, ”Sir, shall we head over now?”

Huo Jinnan hummed in acknowledgment, and along with Che Huan, they left the apartment.

Huo Bei opened the car’s rear door, watching Huo Jinnan and Che Huan get in, closed the door after them, and walked towards the driver’s seat. As he opened the car door, he glanced back, never expecting the master would bring Miss Che along.

When they arrived, Fang Tong was sitting in a private room, elegantly savoring red wine, wearing a red, sexy, strappy dress.

Seeing Huo Jinnan enter, a flash of intrigue sparkled in her eyes as she stood up with a smile, her tall figure and perfect curves instantly on full display.

”Mr. Huo.”

Pristine shoulders, delicate collarbones, a deep V neckline, and below that, round breasts, a slender waist, opulent hips...

Her wavy hair was tied up with a hairband, and a bewitching fragrance wafted from afar.

Che Huan, standing beside Huo Jinnan, tightened her grip on his arm. She looked at the woman across from them, who was excessively glamorous, exuding charm with every move, clearly having prepared meticulously.

Fang Tong also turned her gaze to Che Huan, who was wearing a red dress just like hers!

But in comparison to her own thorough preparation, the woman opposite, dressed simply, radiated an all-encompassing aura, completely overshadowing her own showiness!

She felt somewhat unwilling to accept this, looking towards Huo Jinnan’s direction. The man who was clad only in black and white, standing there, looked down at her with an absolutely condescending attitude, as if he could see right through people at any moment. Aside from being incisive, it was nothing like the effect she had imagined!

The information Miss Huo had must have been wrong. The next scene wouldn’t unfold as she had envisioned. What should she do now?