Flash Marriage with Dr. Huo

The driver safely took Lin Yunzheng to the villa in Mengxi Pavilion.

Shortly after returning home, Lin Yunzheng received a call from Huo Chenyuan. The ringtone rang in the quiet room, bringing a bit of warmth.

Huo Chenyuan's gentle and concerned voice came from the other end of the phone: "Yun Zheng, I've heard about what happened in the cafeteria today. Are you home now? Is everything okay?"

Lin Yunzheng thanked him softly, with a touch of emotion in her voice: "Well, I'm home safely, you don't have to worry."

Huo Chenyuan paused for a moment, then said, "Okay, then you should have a good rest. If you have any questions, please leave me a message. I'm about to go into the operating room, so I might not be able to answer your calls. You can wait for me to come back to help you take a shower in the evening. Please take care of the wound on your foot."

*

As it was almost time to get off work, Huo Chenjun's phone rang. It was Song Tiancheng calling.

The other party said straight to the point: "Mr. Huo, I have a photo of your wife, Ms. Ning, hugging another man. Are you interested in seeing it?"

Mr. Huo frowned, his tone stern: "Are you trying to get something from me?" However, Mr. Song interrupted his speculation: "I'm not someone who needs this little money. I'll send you the photos directly. This is just a warning from an old business friend."

"Then what do you want to say?" Huo Chenjun asked calmly.

Song Tiancheng smiled and responded, "I think since you're also involved, I need to let you know all this. Don't let this scheming woman fool you. She deliberately put me in the spotlight last time and tricked me into becoming a trending topic. I'm not someone who likes to endure humiliation."

However, Song Tiancheng then changed the subject and softened his tone, "If it weren't for you, I would have made her a trending topic today."

Mr. Huo responded, "Okay, thank you for your generosity. I'll owe you a favor, so how about you delete the photos after you send them to me? I've already divorced her, but if this gets out, it'll be embarrassing for the Huo family."

Song Tiancheng slowly confided: "In that case, I will delete it after sending it to you."

Huo Chenjun hung up the phone, checked the received photos, and deleted them immediately.

In the twilight, a faint air of luxury permeated the Genting Restaurant. Mr. Huo and the company's project specialist, Su Xianyun, sat opposite each other, surrounded by exquisite tableware and a rich array of dishes.

However, against this beautiful backdrop, the atmosphere at the table seemed exceptionally quiet and solemn.

Huo Chenjun's eyes were deep, with an elusive expression on his face. His gloomy look seemed to reveal a kind of unapproachable majesty.

He said nothing, only occasionally lowering his head to taste the food in front of him. Every movement revealed calmness and restraint.

Su Xianyun, who was sitting opposite him, carefully observed Huo Chenjun's expression. She was surprised and nervous about her boss's sudden invitation to have dinner together.

She tried to break the silence, but every time she wanted to speak, she would hesitate because of the other person's heavy aura. In the end, she chose to remain silent to avoid touching the unknown minefield.

Just as Mr. Huo and Su Xianyun were having dinner, a rapid ring of a cell phone broke the momentary silence. It was a video call from Su Xianyun's aunt.

At first, Su Xianyun tried to ignore the interruption, putting her phone in her pocket, hoping it wouldn't cause Mr. Huo's displeasure. However, the phone kept ringing, making it impossible to pretend to ignore it.

President Huo noticed Su Xianyun's embarrassment, frowned slightly, and said in a tone of obvious coldness: "If it is inconvenient for you to hang up, then answer it." Although these brief words were a polite permission, they also revealed his displeasure at being disturbed.

Su Xianyun nodded and decided to answer the call.

The screen lit up, and a middle-aged man appeared in the picture, standing side by side with Su Xianyun's aunt.

"Susu, there is a great opportunity recently. I want to introduce you to a good young man who is excellent in all aspects..." The voice on the other end of the video was full of enthusiasm.

Su Xianyun leaned slightly to the side and spoke softly, trying not to let the conversation spread. "Auntie, I'm working right now, so it's not convenient for me to discuss this in detail. However, I really appreciate your kindness."

Mr. Huo was sitting opposite. Although his expression did not change significantly, his sharp eyes were always fixed on Su Xianyun, making people feel invisible pressure.

The man in the video is about forty years old. He smiles at the camera and tries to show kindness.

"Susu, look, this is the young man I mentioned before. He is very sincere and willing to pay a one-time betrothal gift of 500,000 yuan, which can fully cover all the expenses of your mother's surgery and subsequent rehabilitation. He really wants to take care of you and your mother's life. But, auntie will tell you the truth, his legs are a little disabled, and it is a little inconvenient for him to walk. What do you think? Come back for a blind date this weekend?" Auntie's tone was full of anticipation.

Mr. Huo listened to this scene quietly, his brows furrowed. Although he did not intervene, the worry and dissatisfaction revealed in his eyes were self-evident.

Su Xianyun faced the camera, took in Mr. Huo's serious expression, and responded, "Thank you, Auntie. I appreciate your kindness. But I need some time to think about this."

Faced with her aunt's enthusiasm, considering her mother's illness, and the fact that the man was right in front of the camera, Su Xianyun was embarrassed to refuse directly and just said she would consider it.

After the video call ended, the air seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

Then, President Huo broke the silence, his tone carrying a hard-to-disguise harshness: "Isn't the 200,000 yuan I provided enough? Are you going to ask someone else for money?"

"Two hundred thousand is only enough for the surgery." Su Xianyun said hesitantly.

Mr. Huo's eyes grew sharp, and his voice was deep and powerful. "Su Xianyun, do you know? In this world, many people will embellish or even distort the truth to achieve their goals. What if the 'slight' disability the matchmaker mentioned is actually far more serious than described? Have you ever considered this? They've already negotiated a price for you. If you go back for a blind date, are you prepared to face the possible consequences?"

Su Xianyun was shocked when she heard this.

On a quiet night after dinner, Mr. Huo and Su Xianyun walked out of the restaurant. It started to rain.

The two people quickly came to Mr. Huo's car.

"Get in the car." Mr. Huo opened the passenger door for Su Xianyun.

So Su Xianyun got in the car.

"Where do you live?" Mr. Huo asked.

Su Xianyun asked: "Why are you asking this?"

"I'm going to take you home. If you don't tell me the address, do you want to live with me?" Mr. Huo's eyes were sharp.