Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him
Chapter 310: Fools Oblivious to Death

Chapter 310: Chapter 310: Fools Oblivious to Death

"Miss Qiao, how could you be so careless? Can’t you watch where you’re going and not bump into me? Now look, your clothes are dirty."

Ye Zhimeng held her glass of red wine and looked at her with a giggly smile.

She immediately played the victim, shirking responsibility.

Leading others to believe it was Qiao Xi’s own fault.

"Miss Qiao, I just got back from abroad and I’ve heard quite a few rumors about you. I heard your background isn’t very good, that you grew up in the countryside. You must rarely attend these kinds of events, so it’s no wonder you’d make a fool of yourself. Luckily, I’m broad-minded and won’t hold it against you."

Ye Zhimeng knew how to play these little tricks very well.

Qiao Xi took a tissue from her bag and wiped the wine stains on her clothes, but the red wine marks were difficult to remove.

Stains dotted the new cheongsam, looking unsightly.

She looked up at Ye Zhimeng and said, "I’ve also heard something about you. You and Xu Xingluo are good sisters. She’s in jail now; do you want to go in and keep her company?"

Ye Zhimeng’s face turned rigid, "As expected, sharp-tongued and lacking in manners."

"More than you have."

Qiao Xi thought about what Du Juan had said and didn’t want to let it go easily.

She had someone to back her up.

"The auction house is monitored. Whether I bumped into you or you deliberately spilled your drink on me, one look will make it clear."

"What a joke, why should the Ye Family’s surveillance footage be shown to you? Who do you think you are?"

As soon as Ye Zhimeng finished speaking, a whole glass of red wine was splashed violently onto her face.

"You ask what clout Miss Qiao has; what clout do you have?"

Liu Huimin had just entered the door and witnessed everything. She quickly stepped forward, pulled Qiao Xi to her side, and splashed a glass of wine on Ye Zhimeng. Not stopping there, she grabbed a cream cake from a passing waiter’s tray and threw it in Ye Zhimeng’s face.

How she wished to announce to the whole world that Qiao Xi was her biological daughter.

Ye Zhimeng was stunned for a few seconds, "Auntie Liu..."

Liu Huimin looked at her coldly, "I can’t bear the title of Miss Ye! An adopted ragamuffin knows how to bully others with her power. Tell me, who do you think you are..."

Ye Zhimeng panicked a little—this was Xu Xiuyuan’s mother, her future mother-in-law.

"Auntie Liu, it wasn’t me. It was Qiao Xi who bumped into me..."

"I saw it with my own eyes, and you’re still lying!"

Liu Huimin’s outburst attracted a crowd of onlookers. Du Juan, hearing the commotion, hurried to Qiao Xi’s side. Seeing the dirty stains on her, she asked, "What happened?"

"Ye Zhimeng splashed wine on me," Qiao Xi said softly.

With a green face, Du Juan declared, "Then today I’m going to demand an explanation from the Ye Family."

Ye Zhimeng didn’t expect so many people to support the country girl; she thought Qiao Xi would have to swallow the loss. People from the countryside are self-effacing, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

She was close to tears.

It was one thing for Du Juan to stand up for Qiao Xi, but why was Liu Huimin also supporting her?

Xingluo had said before that Liu Huimin very much disliked Qiao Xi!

Some of the guests also had such doubts.

"What’s going on with Liu Huimin?"

"Has she been provoked? I heard she used to be at odds with Young Madam Huo. With the Xu Family in constant trouble lately, the Huo Family can’t help but kick them while they’re down. Is she on the wrong medication?"

Liu Huimin felt bitterly in her heart—what wrong medication?

Does a mother need a reason to protect her own daughter?

But hearing Ye Zhimeng call her daughter a "country bumpkin" over and over, she couldn’t refute it!

The Huo Family had warned the Liu Family that if Qiao Xi didn’t want it, not a single word about her background could be revealed.

As spectators circled around, Mrs. Ye approached with a displeased look on her face, accompanied by a beautiful, serene girl.

"Dream Dream, apologize to Doctor Qiao!"

Mrs. Ye’s cold voice commanded, "It seems I shouldn’t have let you, this troublemaker, return to the country, so you wouldn’t cause trouble. It seems you’ve taken my words for nothing but wind by your ear, or do you think you’ll be a Ye Family person for the rest of your life?"

Ye Zhimeng’s heart fluttered, and tears began to fall.

She was not a member of the Ye Family; she could be thrown out of the house at any time.

With a pale face, Ye Zhimeng said, "I’m sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose."

Mrs. Ye’s face turned ugly: "Sorry to whom? Can’t you even speak clearly?"

Ye Zhimeng, biting her teeth and with a crying tone, said, "Sorry, Miss Qiao."

Qiao Xi’s voice was calm: "Next time, don’t be so careless when you walk. If necessary, you can go to Hai City Hospital’s ophthalmology department for a checkup. See if it’s ingratitude or cataracts."

Ye Zhimeng’s face turned from green to white with humiliation as she clenched her palm fiercely.

Mrs. Ye, however, still defended Qiao Xi quite strongly: "Doctor Qiao is my honored guest, for she once saved Xiaolei. I will not allow you to be disrespectful to her. If I ever hear of you bullying others again, you will no longer be a Ye Family person."

The girl standing beside her, looking effortlessly graceful, took her hand and consoled in a soft voice, "Auntie, getting angry will harm your health. Your body isn’t well and you need to recuperate for a long time, I’ve just prescribed you a medicine formula. Zhimeng, she must realize her mistake."

Mrs. Ye took a deep breath to calm herself: "Not to occur again."

Ye Zhimeng looked at her gratefully.

The young woman walked up to Qiao Xi, extending her hand with a smile, "Miss Qiao, hello, I’ve long admired your reputation."

Qiao Xi pressed her lips together and looked at her.

"Miss Qiao? Are you taking out your anger on me as well?" The woman kept her hand extended, not seeming embarrassed at all.

The eyes of many guests were on Qiao Xi, as if they thought she was not being generous enough.

Qiao Xi revealed a perfunctory smile and extended her hand to shake hers politely.

There was a sharp pain in the palm of her hand.

She spoke: "My name is Xiang Mingzhu, Xiang Huai is my brother. After he confessed to arson, the Xiang Family has decided not to intervene in his affairs anymore, letting him face the law. We are very sorry about your grandmother’s death."

It was another Xiang Family person!

The woman before her apologized with her mouth, but her sincerity was lacking, and there was even a hint of provocation.

She was not here to apologize!

Xiang Mingzhu’s face wore a polite, formulaic smile.

"Miss Qiao, I heard you registered for the Chinese Medicine Festival’s acupuncture competition. What a coincidence, I’m also a descendent of the Imperial Capital’s Lu Family Acupuncture, and I’m looking forward to our match."

As her words ended, Liu Huimin beside Qiao Xi went pale.

The Lu’s acupuncture was famous for the ’Gui Men Thirteen Needles,’ and while it had many disciples, only Lu Yingxue was the direct heir.

The Xiang Mingzhu before her was probably a common disciple, who would have to call Lu Yingxue ’cousin.’

The rivalry between Lu Bannong and Cheng Han was well known in the Chinese Medicine Community.

Qiao Xi raised her eyes to look at her, so she and the Xiang Mingzhu before her were opponents!

When Xiang Mingzhu let go, Qiao Xi timely caught her hand and slowly exerted force, forcing her fingers to curl into a fist.

Xiang Mingzhu winced from the pain, unable to withdraw her hand no matter how she tried.

"Miss Xiang, Chinese Medicine is about healing, not harming. We are not opponents."

Xiang Mingzhu’s smile started to falter: "It seems that the disciple of National Doctor Cheng Han, looks down upon me."

Qiao Xi’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, "Those who belittle themselves, are the ones who truly look down upon themselves."

She was certain that the person with Ye Zhimeng in the number six private room was Xiang Mingzhu.

Du Juan took Qiao Xi’s hand and said, "Mrs. Ye, we will take our leave now. We’ll catch up another day, and hopefully, the troublemaker won’t always be around, so as not to affect the Ye Family someday."

"Take care."

Mrs. Ye turned and glared fiercely at Ye Zhimeng.

Only then did Qiao Xi let go of Xiang Mingzhu’s hand, following Du Juan out of the banquet hall.

Once outside, her face slightly pale, she lowered her gaze and spread open her palm.