Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him
Chapter 285: President Huo’s Bedchamber Technique

Chapter 285: Chapter 285: President Huo’s Bedchamber Technique

Huo Beiting looked down on Xu Xingluo.

Once, he too had been a subject under the skirt of Haicheng’s number one socialite.

But Xu Xingluo always ran after Huo Xingzhou, causing him a lot of trouble.

His desire to marry Xu Xingluo was due to the power behind her, but in the end, having to settle for second best, he got tangled up with Su Weiwei.

Now that he saw Xu Xingluo had hit rock bottom, how could he not seize the opportunity to humiliate her properly?

He scoffed, "Does Huo Xingzhou know about your escapades abroad? But even if he knows, he probably wouldn’t care, right? Oh... does Xiang Huai know?"

Xu Xingluo pursed her lips tightly.

Seeing her expression, Huo Beiting knew right away that Xiang Huai didn’t know.

Xiang Huai was truly a sucker!

Xu Xingluo deftly changed the subject, "Beiting, have you called me because you already have a plan?"

Huo Beiting looked at her and said, "That’s where I’ll need your help."

"What help can I offer? You’re the talented one, Beiting. Even the traces of Huo Xingzhou’s car accident were gone without a trace," Xu Xingluo wanted to extricate herself; she needed to leave the country as soon as possible.

"There’s much you can help with, why belittle yourself? The information on Qiao Xi’s whereabouts came from you, and you helped me smuggle back into the country."

Huo Beiting’s laugh was cold, "I’ve sought you out for an important task. Tomorrow there is a traditional Chinese medicine free clinic in the square near the City Hospital, and Qiao Xi will be there. She has a chauffeur named Old Chen beside her, a martial artist. With him there, I can’t make a move."

Xu Xingluo frowned, "You think I can distract him?"

"Of course, you can! The whole of Haicheng knows how much you despise Qiao Xi, and Xiang Huai can help you. Or do you just want to sit back and reap the benefits?"

Xu Xingluo bit her lip hard.

She was weighing the risks of this matter.

"How confident are you, Beiting?"

"As long as you lure away Old Chen, I am one hundred percent confident."

Xu Xingluo hesitated for a long time, breaking out in a cold sweat on her forehead.

In the end, she nodded, "Fine, I agree."

She had an idea!

Once this was done, she would leave the country immediately!

And she would have an alibi, she would certainly fly high and far!

Xu Xingluo asked, "Huo Xingzhou didn’t notice your return, did he?"

Huo Beiting sneered, "Of course not. After all, I’ve been contending with Huo Xingzhou for so many years."

Xu Xingluo gritted her teeth, swallowing the words she had on the tip of her tongue.

She wanted to say that he lost every time he faced Huo Xingzhou.

Hopefully, he would win this time.

But even if he won, Huo Beiting wouldn’t be able to escape.

His only end would be mutual destruction.

Looking at Huo Beiting, he didn’t seem to want to escape either. If he struck at Qiao Xi, perhaps he could hurt Huo Xingzhou a little.

It all depended on how much Huo Xingzhou really cared about Qiao Xi!

...

The Huo Family’s small villa.

The moon was hazy.

From the master bedroom came the low, husky sounds of a man, and the woman moaned softly like a cat.

Huo Xingzhou rolled off and lay on his side.

Qiao Xi slowly leaned on his arm, her hair disheveled. She had a fine layer of sweat on her body, and her hair clung to the side of her face. She tried to control her breathing as waves of afterglow passed through her.

Her lips were slightly open.

Her eyes looked up at the dim ceiling.

Tonight, it seemed she was the initiator.

After leaving the Jinling Grand Hotel, on the way back in the car, she drank a little too much but was still conscious.

So she got restless.

She kicked off her high heels and with the tip of her foot, began to trace up the inside of his leg, gently stroking.

It was very seductive.

So much so that when the car stopped at the door of the Huo Family’s small villa, the man carried her upstairs.

After that.

She was tormented over and over again.

In the shower, on the sofa while blow-drying her hair, and once more in bed.

Those intimate and ambiguous scenes assaulted her already crumbling sense of decency.

Mr. Huo was usually in a suit and boots, tightly buttoned up, even habitually fastening his shirt to the very top button. But once in the bedroom, he was full of variety.

His splendid physique wasn’t at all stingy in letting her gaze upon it; he even wanted her to physically experience the strength brewing within his body.

Like a fierce storm, overwhelming and unstoppable.

Nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep.

Three to the left, three to the right.

Gentle at first, then fervently powerful.

Bringing her to the edge of death, then back to life.

An onslaught that left her unable to defend.

President Huo’s skills had become increasingly refined over time, encompassing ancient and modern knowledge. Not only had he studied the materials Shu Xue gave him, but she also occasionally caught him seriously perusing ancient bedchamber techniques.

The wisdom passed down from our ancestors still has its uses!

This man knew very well how to please her in bed, rendering her insatiable and constantly longing for more.

Who could refuse a man of golden nobility, proud and distinguished, humbly submitting and eagerly seeking favor?

In the dim light,

Huo Xingzhou breathed warmly, turning to pull her halfway into his embrace: "Are you sober now?"

Qiao Xi spoke softly: "I never was drunk."

Huo Xingzhou chuckled lightly: "I thought you were going to say you blacked out again and didn’t recognize anyone. How’s my hangover remedy?"

In the darkness, ambiguity always seemed to grow, and the intense post-battle tenderness made the man reveal a recklessness and nonchalance that were not usually seen.

His words made Qiao Xi blush and her heart race: "Not bad, I guess."

He pressed further: "Is ’not bad’ the only praise I get?"

Huo Xingzhou, having nursed a bellyful of jealousy during the day, pulled out all the stops at night to make sure she understood who the man that could bring her pleasure truly was.

He pounded away until she forgot who Ah Yi even was.

Qiao Xi, parched and tongue-tied, quickly changed the subject: "Mr. Zhou... He left the Jinling Grand Hotel, and the direction he took didn’t seem to be towards Biyuan. Where did he go?"

Huo Xingzhou rose, his pale skin dazzling.

With a slight upward curl of his lips, he said casually: "Where else could he go?"

Of course, he had gone to find Shu Xue!

All night, he hadn’t known how many times he checked his phone.

He looked at Qiao Xi and asked: "Shower?"

Qiao Xi quickly shook her head: "You go first, I’ll go after you’re done."

She was afraid that if they showered together, it would be dawn again before they finished.

The man turned and walked lazily towards the bathroom, his every move exuding a relaxed and casual sex appeal.

Qiao Xi swallowed hard, cursing herself for her lack of self-control!

Qiao Xi fumbled for her phone on the bedside table and sent a voice message to Shu Xue: "Shu Xue, are you asleep?"

The reply came quickly: "No, I’m watching TV."

Qiao Xi probed: "Are you alone?"

Shu Xue replied coldly: "There’s a dog I picked up that’s going crazy in the middle of the night, hasn’t slept yet."

Gone crazy from the alcohol!

No idea how much he drank!

The designated driver dropped him off and took off.

Qiao Xi immediately understood that the ’dog’ was Zhou Yu.

...

The next day.

Qiao Xi dragged her sore and limp limbs, packed up her things, and left the house.

She also took with her the box of Golden Needles that Huo Xingzhou had given her while Aunt Qian hastily stuffed a warm lunch box into her hands.

"Young Madam, don’t go hungry."

"I got it."

Qiao Xi smiled brightly.

Today she had to join Yan Shi’an for a public service activity, offering free medical consultations at the plaza outside City Hospital—a special outreach by the traditional Chinese medicine clinic to allow the public to pay timely attention to their health.

Traditional Chinese medicine focuses on nurturing the root and emphasizing care first.

This public welfare activity would also help to broaden the influence of traditional Chinese medicine and let more people witness its charm.

As Qiao Xi stepped out of the villa, Old Chen opened the car door for her.

Huo Xingzhou had specifically instructed Old Chen to ensure her safety, providing transport to and from her destinations.

"Young Madam, please get in the car. There will be a crowd at the plaza today, and the young master instructed me to take good care of you."

"Sure, thank you for the trouble."

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