If you want to know which family in Beijing is the most famous, it is undoubtedly the Huo family. And this Huo is not the Huo of Huo Chi, but the Huo of Huo Chao.
Who doesn’t know that Huo Chao made his fortune by developing games twelve years ago? In that short time, he rose to become a celebrity and a well-known figure in China’s wealthy circles.
Huo Chao’s industries span multiple sectors, but he is most famous not for the games developed by his team or the chain of hotels under his name, but for the “Zhi Er” brand of sanitary napkins he founded. Safe, made from pure cotton, these products offer girls a sense of comfort and security.
Dare to ask which sanitary napkin is the safest?
—“Zhi Er” is the leading brand in Beijing.
This brand has become the top choice for women across the country, especially since even Mrs. Huo uses them.
According to a friend of Mr. Huo named Zhao, he founded this sanitary napkin brand specifically for Shu Jia Er, his girlfriend at the time, to ensure she had access to the safest feminine products. While the involved parties have never confirmed this rumor, netizens have pieced together clues from the brand name. With the name relating to “ears,” it seems impossible for it not to be connected to Mrs. Huo today.
Moreover, it’s said that Mr. Huo’s gestures of affection extend beyond naming a sanitary napkin brand. He has reportedly named an asteroid after his wife and is now looking to invest in the space exploration industry, aiming to usher in a new era of private aerospace. Yet, the involved parties have yet to respond to this news, leaving the public to speculate on Mr. Huo’s true intentions.
While the audience is eager for updates, they can only wait for Mr. Huo’s next move, checking his company’s official blog for the latest news. Some wonder if naming an asteroid after his wife isn’t enough; he truly seems intent on spoiling her.
Isn’t there a saying, “If you want the stars, you can have the stars, and if you want the moon, you can have the moon”?
Given Mr. Huo’s tendency to pamper his wife, it seems entirely plausible that he’s preparing for any whim she might have—imagine one day when Mrs. Huo desires to pick stars from the sky!
However, the space industry remains a distant reality for most, and all they can do is enjoy the gossip while awaiting more information.
When it comes to Mr. and Mrs. Huo, what garners the most attention is their profound affection for one another and the high IQ that runs in their family. It’s common knowledge that both Mr. and Mrs. Huo are top scholars from Q University. Mr. Huo entered the school as the city’s top scorer in the college entrance exams, while Mrs. Huo was even more impressive—she was recommended to Q University during her senior year of high school, bypassing the entrance exam altogether.
Mrs. Huo married Mr. Huo the year she graduated, and two years later, she welcomed their eldest son, Huo Chaomu. Now, six-year-old Huo Xiaoxiao has already displayed exceptional talent and intelligence, promising to be a formidable force like his father in the future.
At this moment, Shu Jia Er—now Mrs. Huo, who is frequently mentioned in conversation—is trying on a dress in front of the mirror. She had a private dinner to attend this evening.
Shu Jia Er had studied jewelry design in college, one of her hobbies that turned into her profession as a jewelry designer. However, she rarely worked seriously. It wasn’t due to a lack of desire, but simply a lack of time. As Mrs. Huo, her schedule was packed, filled with trips on a private jet to France for Fashion Week, attending lavish dinners with the world’s wealthiest individuals, charity events, and even leisurely vacations in the Maldives.
Of course, despite her busy schedule, she still managed to find some free time—though much of it was spent with her husband and son. Thus, there was little opportunity for her to dedicate to jewelry design.
But now, she was among those rare designers who could afford to keep a low profile, only to reap the rewards later. Her designs commanded high prices, with many eager clients waiting for her “favor”.
As she turned in front of the mirror, revealing the delicate lace of her big red dress, she realized the laces at the back had yet to be tied. Struggling to manage it alone, she decided to ask the nanny for help.
Just then, a strong, warm presence enveloped her from behind, and a pair of hands wrapped tightly around her waist.
“Wife,” came Huo Chao’s low, tender voice, his breath warm against her ear.
When did he come in?
Shu Jia Er, caught off guard by his sudden appearance, felt she had been too focused on her dress to notice him arrive. Glancing back at him, she pouted playfully, “Brother, don’t cause trouble. I’m about to leave!”
Even after years of marriage, she still occasionally call him “brother,” and each time this man heard it, he seemed more excited.
“It’s fine; I’ll take you there later,” he replied with a chuckle.
He leaned forward, playfully biting off the lace that she had struggled to tie just moments before. Amid her light-hearted complaints, he effortlessly swept her up into his arms.
After their playful interlude, Shu Jia Er lay on the bed, utterly exhausted. She had changed into her outfit three hours early, originally intending to help her friend Yaoyao get ready, but now all she could think about was how much she wanted to skip the dinner altogether.
But she knew she couldn’t back out. She had made a commitment to Yaoyao, and bailing out now would mean letting down a friend she had cherished for years.
While Shu Jia Er had many acquaintances in her social circle, most were drawn to her due to her identity as “Mrs. Huo”. Her close friends, however, were few, with Yaoyao being one of them.
They had known each other before either of them had found their footing in high society. Back then, they were invisible, unable to penetrate the core circle of Beijing’s elite. But as Huo Chao’s wealth had surged, Shu Jiaer’s status had risen alongside it. Now, those socialites who once looked down on her had to cater to her whims.
Huo Chao kissed Shu Jiaer’s soft pink lips and lifted her into the bathroom. After they both freshened up, it was almost time for the dinner to start.
“Come on, we need to hurry!” Shu Jia Er urged Huo Chao.
With a smile, he carried her to the car and instructed the driver to head to the dinner as quickly as possible.
As they traveled, Shu Jia Er received several text messages from Yaoyao.
[Yaoyao: Mrs. Huo, are you coming?]
[Yaoyao: Little Ear! It’s about to start la la la la la!!!]
[Yaoyao: Woo woo woo, you promised you’d come! I’m waiting for your support!]
Shu Jia Er couldn’t help but laugh and quickly replied, [On the way.]
[Yaoyao: OK, waiting for you! Humble.jpg]
She set her phone aside, feeling a bit tired, and rested her head gently on Huo Chao’s shoulder.
Huo Chao wrapped his arms around her, suggesting, “Just go through the motions when you get there.”
Shu Jia Er lifted her head slightly, giving him a playful glare. “Isn’t that a bit rude?”
He chuckled. “What’s wrong with that? It’s Mrs. Huo’s privilege.”
Hadn’t he worked so hard all these years to give her the best life? Twelve years ago, she had been on the outside, watching Ji Rou bask in attention, unable to integrate into the social scene.
But now, Ji Rou is a thing of the past.
Today, Shu Jia Er is the center of attention.
She could arrive late to the banquet or leave whenever she felt like it, and no one would dare to say a word.
In the dim light of the car, Shu Jia Er looked up at Huo Chao’s face, noting how much he had changed. The boy she once knew had grown into a mature, composed man. At over thirty, the youthful recklessness had faded, replaced by a sharpness in his features.
Yet, some things had remained unchanged.
Pursing her lips, she counted on her fingers. “Brother, my birthday is coming soon.”
She had cruise ships, villas, private jets, and custom-made bags.
In truth, she lacked for nothing now. But Huo Chao loved to shower her with gifts, and she was more than happy to indulge.
Huo Chao nodded.
“I want a sea-view villa surrounded by red roses,” she continued. “I want it designed in a Chinese retro style. Every Chinese New Year, we should take Chaomu there for vacation, okay?”
Their eldest son, Huo Chaomu, was named after the two little pigs in the family, Chaochao and Mu Mu. Now, more than a decade later, those little pigs were aging and less energetic, spending their twilight years under the careful care of a nanny.
“Okay,” Huo Chao agreed, a fond smile on his face.
Then, speaking of Huo Chaomu, Huo Chao lowered the partition in the car, isolating the driver from their conversation. He toyed with Shu Jia Er’s fingertips and suddenly leaned in to kiss her lips. “Our eldest son is six now. When are we having another little one?”
Shu Jia Er replied, a hint of hesitation in her voice, “Then… do we want a boy or a girl?”
“Either is fine,” he chuckled, his eyes twinkling.
“Hmm…”
The atmosphere in the car was warm and cozy.
Outside, a sleek black Bentley glided toward the dinner venue at a steady pace.
Little did the onlookers know that the story of Mr. Huo and Mrs. Huo is just beginning…
Translator’s Notes:
Hello guys, I’ve started a new project, please check it out(˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶):
“Perfectly Sweet”
Description:
The stage rehearsal for the New Year’s Eve event had just finished, and the lights dimmed, leaving the seating area in darkness.
As Bian Li was walking with her team, she accidentally tripped near other artists’ seats and ended up sitting on someone’s lap.
She looked up and met a pair of slightly amused dark eyes. The owner of those warm legs propped his head up with one hand and said in a lazy tone, “Throwing yourself at me, huh? Do you like me?”
That evening, Bian Li’s name trended on the internet due to an insider’s leak.
————
Young and famous, arrogant and unruly, as the top figure in the industry, He Yunxing has never taken anyone seriously.
After clarifying the rumors, fans insisted the two were not related with each other at all and could never spark a relationship.
Later, on a variety show where idol groups send their members to participate, the director’s team did a live broadcast surprise check, knocking on Bian Li’s door.
To their surprise, it was He Yunxing, shirtless and sleepy, who opened it. His half-closed eyes showed a hint of irritation, “What is it?”
At that moment, a soft, sweet female voice came from inside, “Xingxing, are you done? Come back and keep me company.”
The director’s team was shocked.
The live broadcast room exploded.
(————>click the title to get to the novelദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧)
GET THE WHOLE NOVEL HERE!
