Substitute Bride's Husband Is An Invisible Rich Man Chapter 269 - Another Gift

Mo Yan explained with a smile, her face alight with happiness.

Although she had grumbled about Huo Zhen being out and about despite his injuries, a sense of delight washed over her when she recalled their rendezvous that night.

Su Hai had initially suspected Mo Yan was merely fabricating excuses, but her innocent and joyful expression made him unable to doubt her. He felt as if he were an unwilling spectator to their love story, and a pang of envy for Huo Zhen even struck him.

By the time Mo Yan departed from Su Corporation, it was already getting late.

She changed into an elegant outfit, applied a touch of light makeup, and proceeded to the upscale restaurant Huo Zhen had designated for their meeting. It was a remarkably high-class establishment, which struck Mo Yan as odd, considering Huo Zhen had always opted for more ordinary eateries whenever they met previously.

Mo Yan mused to herself that she actually favored the less pretentious restaurants; they always felt so much more vibrant.

Upon entering the private dining room, she found Huo Zhen already awaiting her.

Seeing Huo Zhen filled Mo Yan with even greater joy. She hurried to his side and sat down. "Are you truly alright? If you're not feeling up to it, you must tell me. Don't push yourself."

"Got it," Huo Zhen replied lazily, his hand gently stroking Mo Yan’s nose in a mostrar of affection. "You worry too much. I'm not a child anymore."

"Oh, by the way, did you like the present I gave you?" Huo Zhen’s smile widened as he caressed the back of Mo Yan’s hand.

"I like it a great deal, but I’m still worried I won’t be able to manage it well." Mo Yan fidgeted with her hair. She had spent considerable time pondering the matter on her way over, yet she truly couldn't fathom the intricacies of running a publicly traded company.

"Don't fret. I have faith in you, and I will be there to assist you."

Huo Zhen subtly changed the subject, beckoning Mo Yan to sit closer. "I asked you here today because I have another gift for you."

"Another gift?"

Mo Yan’s eyes widened in surprise. What special occasion warranted such a flurry of gifts from Huo Zhen? He had already bestowed upon her a company, a responsibility she felt ill-equipped to handle.

"Let them in."

Huo Zhen leaned in closer to Mo Yan. "Trust me, you're going to like this gift too."

Mo Yan was taken aback when Huo Zhen had Mo Lian and Mo Dong ushered in. Mo Dong’s face was wreathed in smiles, clearly having been coached by Huo Zhen beforehand. Mo Lian, on the other hand, wore an expression of pure reluctance, her gaze fixed on Mo Yan as if she yearned to devour her whole.

"Huo Zhen, why are they here?"

Mo Yan grew increasingly bewildered by Huo Zhen’s intentions. Moreover, she questioned what kind of 'gifts' Mo Dong and Mo Lian could possibly be.

Gifts were supposed to bring joy, not disgust.

Mo Dong offered an apologetic smile and moved to take a seat, but a stern glare from Huo Zhen halted him.

He instantly reined in his demeanor, forcing a smile.

"Dad, why are we here? And why are you being so deferential to Luo Tao? Isn't he just a translator? Does he truly believe he's some important figure?" Mo Lian exclaimed indignantly. She had anticipated a lavish meal, not an encounter with Mo Yan and Luo Tao, especially not witnessing her father bowing and scraping before them. The embarrassment was palpable.

"Be quiet." Mo Dong shot Mo Lian a furious look. "What Luo Tao? He is Huo Zhen, the young master of the Huo Corporation. He is the one who acquired our company."

"He's Huo Zhen?"

Mo Lian's eyes widened in disbelief. She couldn't fathom the revelation. Wasn't Luo Tao a penniless vagrant? Mo Yan had stooped to marrying him. How could he suddenly be Huo Zhen?

"Dad, are you mistaken?"

Mo Lian tugged at Mo Dong’s sleeve, only for him to roughly push her away. Witnessing his daughter stumble to the ground, Mo Dong made no move to help her up. Instead, he plastered on a smile and addressed Huo Zhen, "CEO Huo, my daughter is ill-mannered. She fails to recognize the honor before her. I beg you, please do not hold her lack of sense against her."

Huo Zhen merely let out a soft snort and proceeded to serve Mo Yan food, as if the others weren't even present.

Mo Yan cast a questioning glance at Huo Zhen, pondering his reasons for summoning Mo Lian and Mo Dong.

Mo Dong looked appealingly at Mo Yan once more, signaling his desire for a private word.

"Mr. Mo, there's no need for that. If you have something to say, please say it here. Huo Zhen and I are husband and wife now. There are no secrets between us. Huo Zhen is privy to everything you have to tell me."

Mo Dong appeared on the verge of tears, utterly unsure of how to proceed.

"Yan Yan, please implore Mr. Huo not to deport me to Country G. The population is sparse there, and the infrastructure is underdeveloped. If I am sent there, it will be akin to a life of exile."