Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him
Chapter 280: President Huo Gets Jealous!

Chapter 280: Chapter 280: President Huo Gets Jealous!

Liu Huimin’s fingers were trembling.

A ludicrous guess flashed through her mind but was instantly dismissed by her.

She even laughed at herself for being delusional.

...

Qiao Xi, sensing something, turned her head and glanced back.

Upon seeing Liu Huimin, the smile on her face faded, and she got directly into the Rolls-Royce.

Huo Xingzhou’s suit jacket draped over his arm, he slowly entered the car.

The driver, Old Chen, closed the car door and sat in the driver’s seat.

Qiao Xi turned her head towards the man and said, "Mr. Huo, how did you arrive so promptly? Did it delay your work?"

"Shu Xue contacted me."

Huo Xingzhou said indifferently.

"But, when did you find those documents? They are so detailed that even those victims were persuaded to jointly sue Fang Yue." Qiao Xi was curious; she thought Huo Xingzhou truly was like Aladdin’s Lamp.

Whatever she wanted, he could accomplish.

He seemed to understand her heart.

Huo Xingzhou said, "The Liu Family suddenly found another girl, so I always had to check her background. I didn’t expect to find those things."

His eyes were cold.

Through those victims’ statements, he could see the despair and collapse Qiao Xi had once faced.

A pretty and well-behaved little girl, isolated and bullied, even wandering on the edge of life and death.

Nearly.

Qiao Xi was almost destroyed by her.

Huo Xingzhou’s heart felt sour, a surge of pity rising. He stretched out his hand, gently caressing her soft hair.

"Little Divine Doctor could grow up so bright and kind; you must have endured a lot of hardship."

She did not become a cynical, dark, and enigmatic person.

Huo Xingzhou also suddenly understood why she always kept her words in her heart, not adept at expressing them. She always considered others, ignoring her own pain.

She wasn’t being stubborn; she simply felt that speaking up was futile.

When Qiao Xi saw the pity in his eyes, tears instantly fell.

Her eyes brimming with tears, she looked at him.

A casual word from him, and she couldn’t hold back her emotions.

This man’s sympathy made her feel as though she was being cradled in the palm of his hand.

The tips of Huo Xingzhou’s fingers gently brushed across her cheek. "Don’t cry. As for the matter with Fang Yue, I will make sure someone deals with it properly. She will never be able to bully you again, even if she really is Liu Huimin’s daughter; I will make her go to prison."

With a cry in her voice, Qiao Xi said, "Husband, you are so domineering."

"Do you like it when I am domineering?"

"I love it. I love how you always come out of nowhere and rescue me from dire situations. How are you like a fortune-telling immortal?"

The corners of Huo Xingzhou’s mouth slightly lifted, his slender fingers gently touched her head, and tucked her messy hair behind her ear.

Soft.

Slow.

His deep voice carried a tender and husky tone, "Then now, you can become immortal."

Qiao Xi’s eyes, watery like apricots, looked at him.

It took her a moment to realize what he meant.

"An immortal touching my head, granting me the art of everlasting life."

This is a poem by Li Bai from the Tang Dynasty.

Tickled by his words, Qiao Xi laughed through her tears, and she reached up to randomly wipe the tears from her face.

Huo Xingzhou pulled out a wet wipe, cleaning her cheeks as he said, "I not only hope you can become immortal, but I also hope your life is smooth and everything wishes fulfilled."

His words warmed Qiao Xi’s heart, and she softly said, "But my wish is that Mr. Huo can always be by my side."

After her grandmother passed away, she had no other relatives left.

Though Zhao Yuzhen was alive, she might as well have been dead.

The man’s thin lips parted slightly. "Then your wish is quite easy to fulfill."

Qiao Xi looked at him, her eyes bright and sparkling.

She boldly moved closer, wanting to kiss him, her innocence tinged with a hint of coquetry.

Huo Xingzhou’s warm, dry palm covered her lips. He pulled down the car’s sun visor with his other hand. Seeing this, Old Chen tactfully got out of the car.

Qiao Xi’s eyes flickered, looking at him in surprise.

The man spoke, "Tell me about you and Ayi. Ayi, as described by Fang Yue, must have treated you really well."

Fang Yue’s careless words sparked wild thoughts.

Qiao Xi sniffed, detecting a sour scent.

"Whose vinegar bottle has spilled?" she teased.

"Yours."

Qiao Xi reached out to tug at his sleeve, "Mr. Huo, do you really want to know?"

The man rested his hands on both sides, looking utterly relaxed and comfortable, "Go ahead."

She had to speak.

The more he cared about her, the more he dwelled on the name she had called out in her dreams. Even though Ayi was dead, he wanted to know how much that guy weighed in her heart.

The air grew quiet.

Qiao Xi blinked her long, thick eyelashes. It had been a long time since she had thought of that boy.

But she could never forget him in this lifetime.

"Ayi suddenly arrived in Moon Village, which was still called Qiao Family Village that year. He stayed at Grandpa Cheng’s house, and we naturally became friends. When I was in junior high, Fang Yue always bullied me."

"Once, as I was walking home from evening study, she waylaid me with some thugs. Ayi arrived just in time, and I wasn’t bullied by those people. That was also when he got a scar on his wrist from being slashed."

Ayi was a special existence.

Huo Xingzhou glanced at her and asked, "You must have been very sad when he died."

"When he died, I was up the mountain gathering herbs. When I came back and Grandpa Cheng told me it was an accident, I couldn’t believe it." Qiao Xi’s eyes filled with tears, "I cried for many days, unable to believe it for a long time."

Ayi was her first playmate.

And her best friend.

It was a grief that Qiao Xi couldn’t resolve.

She always thought that if she had been in the village, Ayi might not have had the accident.

Perhaps he would still be alive.

Huo Xingzhou watched her, thinking of childhood sweethearts without a care in the world.

With death lying between them, no wonder she couldn’t stop thinking about him.

Qiao Xi was a person who cherished relationships deeply.

Huo Xingzhou leaned in closer suddenly, narrowing the distance between them.

Qiao Xi’s eyelashes trembled, slow and obedient. She watched as the man’s thin lips landed on her cheek, and his deep voice rose, "Were you trying to kiss me just now? He could protect you, so can I."

He was jealous after all.

And now harbored thoughts of comparison.

Qiao Xi looked at his lips so close to hers and slightly turned her head to kiss them.

A jealous man needs to be well comforted.

Otherwise, at night, she would end up crying and begging for mercy.

Huo Xingzhou leaned in to wrap his arms around her waist, and Qiao Xi was forced to look up.

Her lips, kissed by him, shimmered with a wet, subtle sheen. The man seemed both tender and angry as he ground against her red lips, his breathing growing more rapid.

He kissed her neck forcefully, leaving a bit of pain.

Qiao Xi quickly covered her neck in panic, "Don’t leave a mark."

He didn’t listen to her plea.

The more she resisted, the more he wanted to kiss.

She harbored the dreams of her youth in her heart, yet he still couldn’t properly kiss her.

But that Ayi was just a good playmate, with no threat in death.

Qiao Xi pushed against his chest, her face so red it almost bled, "Mr. Huo, aren’t we hosting guests from the Imperial Capital tonight? I’ll be laughed at if I go like this."

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