She Lost Memory Before the Divorce

Chapter 145: Chapter 0145 The Big Boss Behind the Scenes

Huo Tingxiao gracefully picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, his gaze lightly settling on Lin Yize, who was already somewhat frantic.

“Does President Lin know why I asked you out today?”

Lin Yize, full of caution, watched him, very carefully responding, fearing that he might inadvertently fall into one of Huo Tingxiao’s mental traps again.

“President Huo’s thoughts are so profound; how dare I presume to speculate?”

Huo Tingxiao’s slender fingers tapped lightly on the low table, creating a faint sound. After a pause, he spoke:

“Because I wanted to thank you in person, President Lin.”

Lin Yize, puzzled, grew even more guarded.

“Is President Huo mocking me?”

“Hmm? Why would President Lin say that? I truly mean it. If it weren’t for President Lin, I wouldn’t have realized that my wife is not only intelligent but also trustworthy enough for me.”

Striking the vital point and aiming for the heart, Huo Tingxiao’s words instantly ignited Lin Yize’s anger.

“That’s because Mu Lan lost her memory, Huo Tingxiao. You can only take advantage of her memory loss to deceive her with your despicable tricks.”

Huo Tingxiao’s eyes grew cold, his face bearing a faint smile, clearly not taking Lin Yize seriously at all.

“That’s between her and me. You surely aren’t naive enough to think that without me, she would choose you.

Lin Yize, Mu Lan doesn’t love you, and truly, it has nothing to do with me.”

The implication couldn’t be clearer; Mu Lan simply doesn’t love Lin Yize, and that has nothing to do with anyone else. Even if she weren’t Mrs. Huo, Lin Yize would still stand no chance.

But Lin Yize couldn’t accept Huo Tingxiao’s argument; no man can easily face the fact that the woman he desires could never love him back. He would only think it was just a lack of opportunity.

However, love, often, has nothing to do with opportunity.

“You never had a chance before, and you certainly won’t have one in the future because… I’ve realized that I love Mu Lan, deeply.”

When Huo Tingxiao declared his love for Mu Lan, Lin Yize was completely stunned on the spot.

“What… what did you say?”

Seeing Lin Yize’s astonished expression, Huo Tingxiao thought of how Mu Lan had shaved him with her own hands that morning, and his eyes softened slightly.

“Surprised? After all, during that office conversation, I hadn’t come to my senses.

I bet you were laughing at me behind my back, calling me an idiot or feeling lucky that I was so foolish.”

Guessed right about his inner thoughts, Lin Yize’s face turned exceedingly ugly in an instant. He even thought that everything was a planned scheme by Huo Tingxiao from the beginning, just smoke bombs leading him into a trap.

“Huo Tingxiao, did you deliberately say those things then to lower my guard? I didn’t expect President Huo’s acting skills to be so impressive, I’m truly impressed.”

Lin Yize’s tone was dripping with sarcasm and mockery, but Huo Tingxiao remained completely composed, exuding the aura of a strategist controlling the battleground from afar.

“If you want to think that way, I can’t help it. After all, ours isn’t a relationship that requires mutual understanding.

I invited President Lin to this meal mainly to express my gratitude. You really don’t need to be so tense and guarded.”

Just as Lin Yize was about to say something else, Huo Tingxiao’s phone suddenly rang, interrupting him.

Huo Tingxiao looked down at the flashing name on his phone, a slight smile lifting the corners of his mouth, his expression affectionate.

“Sorry, I need to take this call.”

As he spoke, his slender finger swiped across the screen, and Mu Lan’s somewhat lazy voice came through the phone, her nap apparently very worthwhile.

“Have you eaten yet?”

“I’m eating right now, you? Just woke up?”

From Huo Tingxiao’s manner of speaking, Lin Yize could guess who was on the other end of the phone. His hands clenched into fists beneath the table, his expression and complexion darkening.

“Hmm, I slept till now without realizing it. Just now Auntie Li brought me a hangover soup, saying you asked to make it… um, I hope I’m not disturbing you?”

“No, the person I’m dining with, you know them too.”

On hearing this, Mu Lan paused.

“You’re eating with your senior?”

“Yes.”

Mu Lan was completely sobered up by how honest Huo Tingxiao was.

“Talking about work?”

“Just chatting casually.”

These four words from Huo Tingxiao made Lin Yize feel as if he was sitting on pins and needles. He stared at the man before him unblinkingly, as if afraid that he would speak ill of him.

“Oh, then continue your talk. I’m going to get up and eat something. I have to go out later to look around the fabric market.”

Unconsciously, Mu Lan started to talk about her schedule for the day, and Huo Tingxiao felt very reassured.

“Have Yun Xi go with you. It’s safer.”

To anyone else, it might have sounded like a simple, ordinary reminder, but to Lin Yize, it made him narrow his eyes guiltily.

“Got it. Don’t worry. From now on, I’ll keep Yun Xi in my pocket and take her everywhere I go, okay? You go ahead with your business. I’m going to hang up.”

“Yes.”

Huo Tingxiao waited for Mu Lan to hang up first, then he ended the call with a smile, clearly a man deeply in love.

Lin Yize felt a chill in his heart.

It seemed he had truly realized his feelings for Mu Lan.

If he wanted to turn the tables against all odds, the only possibility was—making Mu Lan recover her memory!

“President Lin, you don’t need to worry. I won’t share today’s conversation with Mu Lan.”

“Even if President Huo did, she might not believe it.”

“Then, President Lin, do you want to test whether she would believe it or not?”

“…”

Lin Yize was rendered speechless, unable to gain any advantage verbally; Huo Tingxiao was impervious to influence.

In extreme anger, he played his trump card!

“Next week, our boss is returning to the country, and he should probably meet with President Huo.

To be honest, I’m quite looking forward to their first meeting.”

Huo Tingxiao tugged at the corner of his lips, not expecting Lin Yize to lose his composure so quickly.

“It seems your boss is what you call your trump card?”

Lin Yize scoffed coldly.

“Him? Not necessarily. I have too many trump cards to worry about whether President Huo can handle them all.”

Huo Tingxiao had no interest in playing riddles with him and didn’t care about his so-called trump cards. He was ready to face whatever came his way. Anyone dreaming of taking Mu Lan away was merely a fool.

“I’ll just wait and see then. I hope President Lin won’t end up all talk and no action, disappointing me.”

The indifferent tone was full of provocation, instantly igniting Lin Yize’s competitive spirit.

“Don’t worry, President Huo, this time I definitely won’t disappoint you. Of course, to make it even more memorable for you, I won’t give you any hints. You’ll have to find out on your own.

However… it remains to be seen if you can still be as confident then as you are now.

So, cherish the time you have now.

Thanks for today’s hospitality, but I won’t stay long.”

With that, Lin Yize stood up and left the private room.

Huo Tingxiao sipped a small cup of clear liquor, and He Yan, kneeling at the door, spoke up:

“President Huo, we still haven’t identified who their behind-the-scenes boss is. Their counter-surveillance capabilities are very strong.”