Secretary Jiang throws out the divorce papers, and President Huo loses control with red eyes.

Chapter 158 "Take a look? The divorce agreement you've been longing for."

"Madam, you're back."

As soon as the car arrived at Yunhai Huafu and the door was opened, Wang Ma appeared in front of us.

Jiang Qin smiled faintly at Wang Ma and just as she hummed in response, she noticed a tall figure walking towards her out of the corner of her eye.

His tall and slender figure, and his extremely handsome features that perfectly matched her aesthetic standards, would have made her stop for him if they didn't know each other. What a pity.

"I'm back."

"Ah."

Jiang Qin, with her bag slung over her shoulder, was about to reach for the packaged signature dishes that were placed on the back seat table of the car.

Huo Sili walked to the car door, stretched his long arm inward, and lifted it up first.

"I'll get it."

Jiang Qin's hand, which was outstretched in mid-air, paused for a moment without turning around to look at Huo Sili.

"Row."

Just as she was about to go down through this door, he stopped her. Jiang Qin frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and ultimately did not open the other door, but looked over instead.

"What's the matter?"

“It’s nothing.” Horst reached out to her. “The car has a high chassis, and you’re wearing high heels.”

"No need, just move aside, I can get down by myself."

After saying this, Jiang Qin avoided Huo Sili's gaze and reached out to hold the car door.

Huo Sili lowered his dark eyes and handed the lunchbox in his hand to Wang Ma, who quickly took it with great perceptiveness.

Just as Jiang Qin was about to get out of the car, the man in front of her suddenly leaned down.

Startled, I felt a strong, powerful arm wrap around my lower back and the back of my knees.

"Hosley! You...!"

Wang Ma was still standing there, and Jiang Qin felt she had never been so embarrassed.

And this awkwardness is mixed with even more complex emotions.

If it were a year ago when we were deeply in love, it wouldn't be a problem, but now, is it appropriate?

Why is he holding her like that? Why does he always act contrary to his true feelings? What's the point of doing this?

Why must it be like this, giving her a glimmer of hope only to shower her with endless despair? Is that really fun?

But the reality is that Jiang Qin, who is currently pregnant, does not dare to struggle violently.

However, Wang Ma, who was standing to the side at that moment, saw the two of them acting in a completely misunderstanding.

Mistakenly believing this was a sign that the two were about to reconcile, she couldn't help but feel relieved and exclaimed – it's said that couples who quarrel in bed make up before they get out of bed, and it's been a year already, so it seems that the husband and wife are going to be as good as ever!

But clearly, this is wishful thinking.

But Wang Ma was unaware of this at the moment and felt like a super bright light bulb, so after entering the house, she heated up the signature dish that Jiang Qin had packed back, plated it, and put it on the dining table.

Wang Ma quickly smiled and looked at the two of them, saying, "Then, sir and madam, I'll go downstairs now. Please enjoy your meal."

"Hmm," Horstley responded.

Aunt Wang glanced at where the two were standing, blushed, and quickly walked towards her own nanny's room.

"Huo Sili, move away." Hearing Wang Ma's footsteps fade away, Jiang Qin, who had been carried by Huo Sili to the island table in the main hall and put down, but was still clinging to her, quickly turned around and pushed Huo Sili.

From the moment she got off the bus until now, this person has been like a piece of chewing gum, sticky and clingy. She even wondered if he had taken the wrong medicine.

But the push had no effect whatsoever; on the contrary, it seemed that the man became even more unscrupulous because Wang Ma had left.

An arm covered Jiang Qin's lower back, very close to her abdomen. Jiang Qin, who was held in Huo Sili's arms, narrowed her eyes slightly and stiffened for a moment.

Behind him, Huo Sili keenly noticed, and his eyes darkened slightly.

Jiang Qin snapped out of her daze and continued pushing. Huo Sili took half a step forward, pinning Jiang Qin completely between the island platform and himself.

It was already a bit crowded, and moving forward would likely compress her abdomen, so Jiang Qin didn't dare to move.

"Hosley, let go, I'm uncomfortable."

"Then give me a kiss?"

What is he saying?

Jiang Qin frowned, truly not understanding what was wrong with him so late at night.

Or was he deliberately bullying her for some reason?

Jiang Qin's mind raced, and suddenly, the worst-case scenario came to mind.

So, did he find out something? Is that why he did this?

Jiang Qin thought so, after all, he had just casually replied with an "Mm" in the chat box earlier.

If nothing had happened afterward, he probably wouldn't have acted so inexplicably.

As it turns out, Jiang Qin knew Huo Sili quite well.

"You met a foreign woman. Who is she? You sat in Wang's restaurant and talked for quite a while. What did you talk about? Will you tell me yourself, or should I send someone to investigate?"

The warm breath fell on Jiang Qin's neck, and the tingling sensation, along with Huo Sili's series of questions, filled Jiang Qin with fear—she had considered that if Huo Sili knew that she had met Aurora, he would most likely ask questions out of curiosity.

I really didn't expect him to ask in this way, and to ask so many questions at once.

Clearly, from the very next second after he finished asking the question, he was already observing her reaction in order to arrive at the answer he wanted.

And clearly, this time, he won—he got too close, a position that she found psychologically unacceptable.

The island terrace in Yunhai Huafu is made of marble, and her height and abdomen are pressed against the cold marble surface.

The stone is hard and very cold due to the drop in temperature. If he exerts himself too much, the baby could easily get hurt.

Jiang Qin quickly composed herself and quietly protected her abdomen with her hand.

Speak in a gentle tone and try to avoid escalating the situation.

"Hosley, I'm hungry. Can we talk after we eat?"

"No." But to his surprise, he was determined to get an answer.

The "no" was answered so quickly that Jiang Qin had no idea what to say next.

Because she was genuinely hungry, not just saying it. After becoming pregnant, she couldn't get hungry and was prone to dizziness.

Jiang Qin hesitated for a moment, but finally gave in. Her tone softened, like a rose with morning dew or a soft, cuddly kitten, so docile that it was hard not to feel pity for her.

"I'm really hungry, my stomach hurts, Horstley, you can't do this to me..." Her voice trailed off with a sob.

Huo Sili's expression faltered slightly, and his movement to get closer suddenly stopped, his arms around the person in his arms loosening slightly.

After a few more seconds of stalemate, he finally gave in.

"Row."

He completely let go of her hand. "Wash your hands and eat."

Jiang Qin's heart settled down. There was no response, and she was afraid he would change his mind. She quickly washed and dried her hands, went to the dining table, and started eating.

Huo Sili glanced at Jiang Qin, who immediately started eating as soon as she sat down at the table, and turned on the tap.

A few seconds later, she sat down in the dining chair. The person opposite her didn't even glance at her, but her pretty face clearly showed some redness in her eyes.

A piece of stir-fried beef was placed in her bowl with her chopsticks. Jiang Qin paused slightly, looked up, and was about to say that she would pick it up herself if she wanted to eat it, and that he didn't need to.

When she looked up, she suddenly met Huo Sili's gaze. His eyes were deep and complex, as if he had a lot to say but couldn't utter a single word.

Jiang Qin frowned slightly, looked away, and continued eating with her head down.

The vast villa hall was permeated with silence, which took root and grew into a towering tree.

"Now you can tell me, right? Who is that woman, and what did you talk about with her at Wang's restaurant?"

After dinner, as night deepened, the two washed up and came out of the first-floor restroom. Just as Jiang Qin was about to bring up the divorce agreement, Huo Sili stared into Jiang Qin's eyes and spoke first.

“She was a classmate from university, an exchange student.”

However, after thinking it over dinner, Jiang Qin was no longer afraid of giving herself away when answering the question.

Not only that, but while speaking, Jiang Qin calmly met Huo Sili's gaze, her cool and beautiful face showing an exceptionally calm expression. "She had time to travel to Kyoto this time, and knowing that I work here, she contacted me."

"When she asked me to recommend a good restaurant, I did my duty as a host and accompanied her to Wang Ji."

A montage-style lie that blends truth and falsehood is true, but it is also clearly not true. However, to the listener, this type of lie is very easy to believe.

But he is Horstley.

"is it?"

There was silence on the other end for a while, and when they spoke again, it was just two words: "Cool."

He was calmer than she was.

Jiang Qin was a little unsure of herself. She opened her mouth to say something, but suddenly, Huo Sili, who was sitting on the sofa opposite her, got up and walked towards her.

Thinking of his previous actions, Jiang Qin subconsciously tried to stand up as well.

In the nick of time, reason controlled her body's instinctive reaction caused by subconscious fear.

Jiang Qin remained seated on the sofa, looked up at him with a feigned confusion, her face calm.

What are you doing?

Horst stood in front of her, looked down, and scrutinized her as if he wanted to use a lie detector on her.

Jiang Qin looked up at him, pressing her heart, which was starting to race, against her left chest. "?"

"Are you sure it's a university exchange student?" Huo Sili's eyes remained unchanged, and his tone was even more indifferent than hers.

Jiang Qin's heart sank, but since she had already said it, she couldn't take it back.

“Yes,” Jiang Qin said.

Huo Sili stared at Jiang Qin: "Okay."

After saying that, he stood up straight, it was unclear whether he truly believed it.

But one thing was certain: he didn't sit back down, but instead picked up a brown paper document bag from the coffee table.

He handed it to her, who was sitting next to him.

"Look? The divorce agreement you've been longing for."

Jiang Qin's dark eyes widened, her gaze brightening noticeably, and she quickly reached out to take it.

Huo Sili brushed past Jiang Qin's pink fingertips that were holding the file bag, just as the person next to him was about to take out the documents.

Huo Sili suddenly stood up, which surprised Jiang Qin, who looked over.

Horst looked down at her, but his tone was very calm.

"There's a lot to explain, and the agreement is quite thick. Take your time reading it; I'm heading to the airport now."

"Varied…"

Interrupted, Huo Sili took out his phone to check the time, looking very anxious.

"Take a look first, and if there's a problem, communicate with He Xu online and have He Xu relay the message, or remove me from your blacklist."

"And that's how I left."

The sound of a car horn rang out outside. Jiang Qin turned around and saw a familiar black Cullinan with a license plate bearing her birthday, its headlights on, outside the villa gate.

But it's so late, why is he going to the airport? On a business trip? What business trip is on his itinerary?

A strange feeling welled up inside me, but it was too late to say anything.

Jiang Qin got up and went to the door. Huo Sili's tall figure was silhouetted against the night as he arrived at the villa's entrance.

Bang! The car door slammed shut, the car drove away, and the courtyard lights cast a warm, dim glow, while the entrance remained quiet and dark.