Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him
Chapter 303: Qiao Xi Searches for News About Young Master Zhong

Chapter 303: Chapter 303: Qiao Xi Searches for News About Young Master Zhong

"Qiao Xi! I will kill you!"

Xu Xingluo’s hands were cuffed, and the police officers struggled to restrain this crazed woman. Despite all her effort, she couldn’t lay a finger on Qiao Xi.

"Qiao Xi, you will not die a good death!"

She could only hurl powerless insults and curses.

Qiao Xi looked at her indifferently, the once high and mighty socialite now appeared coarse like a madwoman.

The door opened.

The man with a somber face and a cold gaze appeared at the doorway.

All of a sudden, Xu Xingluo stopped her frenzy, tears streaming down as she knelt before Huo Xingzhou, "Brother Xingzhou, save me. You’re the only one who can save me now, for the sake of having saved your life ten years ago, please help me!"

"I don’t want to go to jail!"

Huo Xingzhou walked past her, extended his hand, and placed it on Qiao Xi’s shoulder, and asked softly, "Shall we go?"

"Mhm."

Qiao Xi responded with gentle eyes and brows.

They embraced intimately and walked past Xu Xingluo.

Xu Xingluo felt as if the world had turned to ashes, with desolation everywhere and endless darkness in sight.

"Huo Xingzhou! You’re truly heartless, with a heart of stone!" Xu Xingluo cursed madly, "You ungrateful, thankless wretch! If it weren’t for me, you would have died long ago! You won’t even lift a finger to help me!"

"Huo Xingzhou, all these years you’ve watched me play the fool around you, even the engagement was begged by me! If it weren’t for your car accident, I wouldn’t have ended up like this!"

Xu Xingluo couldn’t accept her failure and shifted the blame onto Huo Xingzhou and Qiao Xi.

"You have never trusted me! Even the news that you were the president of Tianyuan Group was kept from us!"

Xu Xingluo screamed bleakly, "Huo Xingzhou, life is long! I don’t believe you’ll always have smooth sailing!"

Huo Xingzhou didn’t even give her a glance.

But Qiao Xi couldn’t tolerate her slandering Huo Xingzhou like this.

She turned her head and warned Xu Xingluo, "Knowing you’re just a jester, why do you persistently fawn over him? We prefer the wheel of fortune to turn. Someone like you should just spin to your doom."

"You, Qiao Xi..."

Qiao Xi said coldly, "Xu Xingluo, make good use of the sewing machine in prison! Aim for rehabilitation through labor, and get out early! Five years later, ten years later, you’ll see us happy and fulfilled, with a family of our own."

After speaking, she deliberately swayed Huo Xingzhou’s hand in front of Xu Xingluo, provoking her.

"Goodbye, Xu Xingluo."

Goodbye meant a very different scene.

Xu Xingluo felt a bone-piercing pain, indescribable, and the light in her eyes flickered and died!

Her gaze was devoid of life!

"Qiao Xi! You will come to a bad end!"

"Qiao Xi, Qiao Xi..."

Each word from Xu Xingluo was laden with deep resentment; she hated that name!

She hated that Qiao Xi had taken everything from her!

Yet now, she had long lost the qualification to compete with Qiao Xi.

She could almost see her life’s path, utterly bleak without a speck of light. Her best youth spent in prison, and after getting out, she would have nothing. Those she once looked down upon seemed to sit high above the clouds.

With a criminal record on her back, she couldn’t even sustain her own existence.

Just the thought of that image made Xu Xingluo feel she had no other choice.

Only death!

...

When Qiao Xi and Huo Xingzhou came out of the police station, the noon sunlight was very bright.

Her peripheral vision caught a car that had just started, the window not fully closed revealed a glimpse of pale skin.

Qiao Xi asked, "Is that Young Master Zhong’s car?"

She had heard some rumors about the Young Master Zhong from the Imperial Capital, specifically about his exclusive vehicle.

Huo Xingzhou followed her gaze and saw the Cullinan with the Beijing A license plate.

"Yes, that’s his car."

The Cullinan quickly started up and drove away.

Huo Xingzhou opened the car door and let Qiao Xi in first; he then sat down next to her.

In a soft voice, Qiao Xi said, "That Young Master Zhong is so mysterious. He’s been in Haicheng for such a long time, and I haven’t seen him. There’s no information or photos of him online; I don’t even know what he looks like."

The Zhong family from the Imperial Capital has a profound heritage, impossible to gauge.

Naturally, she couldn’t find anything.

Even the people Huo Xingzhou sent out couldn’t find any information about Young Master Zhong’s life before he returned to the Zhong family, nor who his birth mother was.

However, hearing Qiao Xi say this, Huo Xingzhou caught the main point, "You’ve searched for him online?"

Qiao Xi was momentarily stunned, then a smile flickered in her eyes, "Yes, just very curious."

The man looked at her deeply, with profound meaning.

Qiao Xi sensed a hint of jealousy and quickly coaxed him, "I’ve also searched for your name. It was only after searching that I found out my husband is really so powerful, with several pages of detailed information."

Qiao Xi watched in continual amazement, feeling a sense of admiration welling up inside her.

"Sweet-talker."

Huo Xingzhou glanced at her and said.

Even she could jest and tease people now.

"Mr. Huo, I’m speaking the truth," Qiao Xi’s eyes were clear as she looked at him earnestly, "I think you’re the most incredible person in the world."

The corners of Huo Xingzhou’s mouth lifted slightly, as he was about to say something.

At that moment, Old Chen, the honest man, opened the car door, dispelling the ambiguous atmosphere. He twisted open a bottle of mineral water and drank it in large gulps before saying, "Young Master, Young Madam, guess who I just saw?"

Qiao Xi played along, "Who did you see?"

"That Young Master Zhong from the Imperial Capital. I went to gather information and found out that Young Master Zhong had just met with Xiang Huai."

Old Chen thought it was strange, "I don’t know what they talked about, Xiang Huai looked very upset, ashen-faced."

Huo Xingzhou’s deep voice sounded, "Keep an eye on Xiang Huai’s movements."

The Zhong family and the Xiang family were both prominent families from the Imperial Capital; it was unclear whether Young Master Zhong would protect Xiang Huai.

"Yes, Young Master."

"Have you brought the person?"

"They’ve arrived at the small villa."

After Old Chen finished speaking, he started the car and headed towards the Huo family’s small villa.

Qiao Xi was completely puzzled, who had they brought back home?

When the car stopped at the gate, she saw that the entrance was filled with gift boxes. The high-end luxury items were piled up like cheap market goods, including the latest season’s clothes and bags, along with some jewelry.

There were also various supplements, medicinal herbs, and imported snacks scattered around.

Piled up like a mountain.

Aunt Qian, looking aggrieved, was tidying up. She saw Huo Xingzhou and Qiao Xi and quickly cleared a path, saying, "Young Master, Young Madam, all these were sent by the Liu family, gifts for the Young Madam. They dropped off the things and left."

Seeing this, Qiao Xi said, "Aunt Qian, Old Chen, you may need to hire a truck to send it all back. I don’t need these things."

She would not accept their gifts.

"Alright."

Aunt Qian was delighted, "I’ll go hire a small truck right now and send everything back to the Liu family."

Qiao Xi whispered, "There’s one more thing that needs to be returned; I’ll go get it."

She had once longed for more family in this world, but now she couldn’t bear it.

In a soft voice, Aunt Qian said, "Young Master, Young Madam. There are still guests inside..."

Reminded by Aunt Qian, Qiao Xi remembered Old Chen saying "the person has been brought to the small villa," and she slowly walked inside.