Chapter 522
You Are My Starlight
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522 Memory restored (2)
âBoss, you called for me?â Chen Ce asked.
Huo ting stood up, didnât speak, and stared at him for a while.
Chen Ce took a step back uneasily and asked, â BOSS, what do you want to do? â
âWhat do you think of my current appearance?â Huo ting asked.
Chen CEâs stoic face could not hold on any longer. Many strange thoughts flashed through his mind. One of them was that the BOSS had become gay after being electrocuted?
âBoss, I have someone I like. Xiao Hua is waiting for me to marry her.â Iâm finished! The year-end bonus would definitely be gone.
However, as a straight person, he definitely could not bend!
Huo ting was stunned and didnât understand what Chen Ce meant.
Dr. Bart said, â President Huo, I suggest you take a rest before going back. You look tipsy and in a bad state. If youâre worried about not being able to sleep, I can prescribe you some medicine.
When Chen Ce heard this, he finally understood the meaning of Huo tingâs question.
He replied decisively, â BOSS, should I get a stylist over? â
Huo ting thought for a while and said to Chen Ce, â do as you say.
Bart was not surprised by Huo tingâs decision at all. He said, â President Huo, remember to take the medicine I prescribed you on time.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Huo ting nodded.
Chen Ce said again, â doctor, tell me. I will take good care of the BOSS.
âAlright,â he said.
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When Chen Ce called Huo tingâs exclusive stylist, he found out that he had actually gone to the neighboring city. He wanted to change the stylist, but when he looked back and saw his bossâs cold face, he decisively allocated a helicopter to pick him up.
After more than two hours, Huo ting looked at himself in the mirror and finally stopped frowning.
âBoss, weâre Yingluo now.â
âLetâs go home.â Huo ting interrupted Chen CEâs words lightly. He didnât want to delay any longer.
The two said goodbye to Dr. Bart and got in the car on their way back.
When he was about to reach home, Huo ting called su Mianmianâs phone.
The call was connected after two rings, but it wasnât su Mianmianâs voice coming out of the phone.
âGood day, master.â
Huo ting frowned instantly. why is it you? â Whereâs Mianmian?â
Madam went upstairs to sleep. She left her phone on the sofa in the living room. The Black Butler answered seriously. He thought for a moment and added, â Madam was watching a horror movie downstairs just now. I locked the TV.
âWell done.â Huo ting responded faintly and then hung up the phone directly.
In the work content that Huo ting gave the Black Butler, it included su Mianmianâs watching TV content, which had to be controlled.
Horror movies were not to be watched!
Half an hour later, Huo ting returned home.
Butler hei was waiting for him at the door.
âWelcome back, master.â
âYes.â Huo ting responded and walked upstairs without stopping, saying, â right, give me the phone.
The Black Butler quickly handed su Mianmianâs phone over.
Huo ting took it and went upstairs directly. He stopped at the second step, turned around, and ordered, â âPrepare a light dinner.â Some of the medicines that bapang had given him were not to eat greasy things.
âReceived!â
Huo ting didnât say anything more and directly turned to go upstairs.
When he reached the door of the bedroom, he gently held the doorknob, turned it skillfully, and walked in slowly.
Su Mianmian was indeed sleeping. The curtains were drawn, and the setting sun shone in, making the room have some hazy golden light, making it very warm.
He slowly walked over, sat down by the bed, and quietly looked at the sleeping su Mianmian.
She didnât know if it was something happy in her dream, but the corners of her mouth were slightly curled up, and she seemed to be in a very good mood.
He held her hand and felt her warm breath. His heart suddenly softened.
His head that had been throbbing in pain seemed to have stopped hurting.
âMianmian!â He murmured softly.
His line of sight slowly moved down from her face to her lower abdomen.
Because she was covered with a towel and blanket, the bulge in her lower abdomen was particularly obvious.
Huo ting was a little stunned. The child seemed to be growing well at about two months, and he could even see the belly.
His expression softened uncontrollably. After quietly looking at her lower abdomen for a moment, he quietly lifted the blanket and put his ear on her abdomen.
She had heard that she could feel the childâs movements even through her belly. She wondered if she would be kicked by the child later.
The corners of Huo tingâs mouth curled up quietly, and there was a faint trace of expectation in his eyes.
In a daze, the sleeping su Mianmian felt a little itchy on her belly, as if something furry was stuck to her, but it was a little warm and an indescribable feeling.
âDonât mess around,â Su Mianmian opened her eyes a little painfully and even scratched her stomach.
âMianmian,â Huo tingâs low voice sounded softly.
Su Mianmianâs eyes widened a little more. Strange, why did she seem to hear uncleâs voice?
âMianmian?â Huo ting called again. He sat up straight and touched her stomach with his hand, and the expression on his face softened a little.
âUncle?â
Su Mianmian propped herself up on the bed and sat up. She blinked her eyes, looking as cute as Dongdong.
Huo ting stepped forward and straightened the pillow for her to lean on.
âUncle?â Su Mianmian pulled his big hand and felt the warm touch. Only then did she come back to her senses, but her eyes were still half-closed, looking like she could fall asleep again at any time. âUncle, youâre back?â
âYes, Iâm back.â Huo ting touched her face and said in a soft voice.
Su Mianmian held his big hand and yawned, not completely awake.
âWhen did you come back?â
âJust, not long ago.â
Huo tingâs other hand was still touching her belly, and he asked seriously, â âHave you been eating well these days? Did you eat anything you shouldnât have while I was away?â
âI didnât.â
Su Mianmian began to have some resentment. She felt that the Black Butler was simply a robot, a robot that carried on Huo tingâs will. Under his surveillance, she couldnât even eat properly, let alone eat anything.
âUncle, the Black Butler bullied me.â She held Huo tingâs hand and put it on her face. he doesnât give me longans to eat.
âYou canât eat longans.â Huo ting remembered that he seemed to have read it in a book.
Su Mianmian frowned. but he made a new style of longans for me to eat.
It was really an incomparable resentment. Now, she was even traumatized by longans and was very afraid that they would taste like apples.
After figuring out the Black Butlerâs approach, Huo ting was very satisfied and secretly thought about whether he should increase his salary a little.
âAfter the baby is born, you can eat whatever you want.â Huo ting promised very seriously.
âUncle, youâre also bullying me.â Su Mianmian accused him aggrievedly. She just wanted to eat it now, but she might not like it after a while.