She Lost Memory Before the Divorce

Chapter 102: Chapter 0102: No Stairs Down, Just Jumping Hard

“Mr. Huo is overthinking, I am not threatening you, just stating a fact.

I will continue to stay in Sea City. If Mr. Huo wants me gone, he needs a proper justification, doesn’t he?

Moreover, I am merely standing in a safe position as a senior, I haven’t overtly confessed to Mu Lan, nor do I wish to tempt her into marital infidelity.

There’s a saying, ‘After clouds, the sun shines bright.’ I’m keeping a level mindset, waiting for the final victory.”

Huo Tingxiao’s eyes were cold, Lin Yize’s words indeed provided him with quite a shock.

“Mr. Lin is mistaken, if I wanted to use some means to make you leave, you wouldn’t have had the chance to be in my meeting room.

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If Mr. Lin wishes to continue waiting, I won’t stop you. You’re wasting your time, not mine.

You’re taking a step back, not because you are confident, but because you know, Mu Lan only sees you as a senior.

Tempt her to have an affair? No offense, Mr. Lin, but you don’t have that charm, and Mu Lan would definitely not do such a thing.”

This left Lin Yize somewhat shaken. He hadn’t expected Huo Tingxiao’s trust in Mu Lan to be so deep!

The determination in his eyes was surely not pretense, nor was it mere male arrogance—it truly was trust!

It seems he was wrong to think that in this marital relationship, Huo Tingxiao might be the vulnerable part, a target for his attacks. Now, it seems, the only thing he could use was the fact that Mu Lan had lost her memory!

“I was originally here to discuss business, yet we somehow ended up talking about personal affairs.

However, I still benefitted quite a bit, thank you, Mr. Huo!”

“You’re welcome, Mr. Lin.”

Huo Tingxiao responded indifferently, maintaining control of the situation from start to finish, leaving Lin Yize somewhat diminished on his turf.

Nevertheless, he hadn’t suffered a loss at the hands of Huo Tingxiao, and that itself seemed a gain, given that this man wasn’t someone just anyone could handle.

Once Lin Yize left, Huo Tingxiao leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes for a brief rest.

Who exactly is this big boss he spoke of? The company that acquired Jiancheng was an overseas company, led by a woman he didn’t even know. Where did he get the confidence that he would be at her mercy?

Or perhaps this person had some backdrop he was unaware of.

While he pondered this, He Yan knocked on the door and entered with some documents.

“Mr. Huo, these are the additional details about Mr. Lin that Mr. Yun’s people just brought over.”

Huo Tingxiao suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the document folder.

“Hmm.”

After setting down the folder, He Yan didn’t rush to leave. Huo Tingxiao raised an eyebrow.

“Is there anything else?”

After a moment’s thought, He Yan spoke:

“Mr. Huo, should I make a reservation at Haiyun Pavilion for tonight?”

“Book Haiyun Pavilion?”

“Aren’t you and madam having a disagreement?”

Huo Tingxiao pondered for a long while and remained silent.

He Yan looked anxiously at Huo Tingxiao, unsure if he had overstepped his boundaries.

“No need, go ahead with your other tasks.”

“Yes, Mr. Huo.”

Just as he was about to leave, Huo Tingxiao suddenly grimaced in pain, tightening his features.

“Mr. Huo, what’s wrong? Are you uncomfortable? Is it your stomach acting up again?”

Huo Tingxiao shook his head.

“I’m fine.”

“But you…”

“I said, I’m fine.”

Huo Tingxiao’s stubbornness kicked in, rendering persuasion fruitless. He Yan opened his mouth to say something but ultimately didn’t dare to speak.

He Yan turned and left, sighing quietly to himself. President Huo of their family really was saying one thing but feeling another—he clearly wanted to reconcile, yet he stubbornly pretended to be indifferent.

The CEO Lin had already approached them. If he didn’t hurry, his wife might just run off with someone else. Now, despite his stomach hurting terribly, he insisted on shouldering it alone. So pitiful!

No, as the biggest shipper of President Huo and Mrs. Huo, He Yan felt he had to do something.

With a spin of his eyes, He Yan picked up the phone to call Mu Lan.

Meanwhile, Mu Lan was zoning out in front of her drawing board, the ringtone of her phone snapping her back to reality.

“Hello?”

“Madam, it’s terrible, President Huo’s stomach ailment has flared up, and no matter what, he refuses to go to the hospital.”

When Mu Lan heard that Huo Tingxiao was having stomach troubles, she was actually quite worried. But then she remembered they were having a tiff, so she couldn’t just show up acting as if nothing had happened, right?

“If he’s sick, it would be more useful to look for Dr. Shen Zichu than for me.”

Upon hearing this, He Yan wondered if their ship was about to sink.

“Madam, Dr. Shen has two surgeries today. Besides, distant waters can’t put out nearby fires. A heart ailment also needs a heart cure,

President Huo isn’t just suffering from a stomachache. He’s clearly…

“Clearly what?”

“You know what’s in your heart, why make me say it?”

These words left Mu Lan at a loss for words.

After thinking it over, business might be separate from decency, especially between spouses. Reflecting on today’s events, she realized she couldn’t entirely blame Huo Tingxiao. After all, being too nitpicky was pointless.

“Then I’ll head over soon. Does he usually take any specific brand of stomach medicine? Does he have any in his office?”

Upon hearing this, He Yan immediately replied:

“Yes, yes, but it’s been a long time since he’s had a stomachache, so we haven’t continued to stock it. I’ll send you the name of the medicine by text in a bit.”

“Okay, good.”

After hanging up, Mu Lan got up and went to the small kitchen. Fortunately, Sister Li had also made soup today.

“Sister Li, where’s the larger thermos?”

“Are you going out?”

As Sister Li looked for the thermos, she asked casually.

“Yeah.”

Mu Lan blushed slightly, embarrassed to say she was going to see Huo Tingxiao. It had only been a few days of discomfort, and she wasn’t given any chance to descend gracefully. Just one call from He Yan and she had jumped right in, not fearing hurting herself or offending Huo Tingxiao upon arrival.

Sister Li could tell who it was for, secretly curling her lips up yet pretending to know nothing. A woman’s face is thin, and she understood.

Having prepared the soup, Mu Lan left Maple Forest Garden.

On the way to the Empire Building, she practiced her opening speech, trying to make it sound natural.

Passing by the pharmacy, Mu Lan bought two boxes of stomach medicine according to Assistant He’s text message.

Before entering the elevator from the underground parking lot, Mu Lan confirmed with Assistant He that Huo Tingxiao was resting in his office on the top floor and then directly pressed the floor button.

Watching the numbers slowly increase, Mu Lan’s grip on the thermos tightened unconsciously.

Secretary Jian wasn’t there. The new Secretary Li didn’t recognize Mu Lan, and seeing her head straight for Huo Tingxiao’s office, quickly stood up from her desk.

“Excuse me, miss, do you have an appointment? President Huo is resting.”

Mu Lan paused, then explained:

“I… am Mrs. Huo.”

Secretary Li bowed apologetically.

“I’m truly sorry, Mrs. Huo, I’m the new Secretary Li. I’m very sorry.”

“It’s fine, just do what you need to. I’m going in.”

“Yes, yes, please do.”

Secretary Li didn’t expect Mu Lan to be so approachable, thinking that the rumors within the company might not be very reliable.