Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him
Chapter 385: My Wife, Especially Clingy

Chapter 385: Chapter 385: My Wife, Especially Clingy

"Deliver it to my company."

Qiao Xi feared she had misheard and listened to his voice message again to confirm that Huo Xingzhou had instructed her to send Young Master Zhong’s gift to the company.

"Aunt Qian, I’ll make a trip to Tianyuan Group. Could you please pack these items for me?"

After she spoke, she collected the gifts from Shu Xue and Huo Sijiao and quickly placed them in the bedroom on the second floor.

Then, she picked up the purple sandalwood box that Young Master Zhong had sent and prepared to leave.

Aunt Qian hurriedly asked, "Young Madam, aren’t you going to eat lunch?"

"I’ll eat at the company."

She had a bowl of red bean dumpling soup, which had temporarily satiated her hunger.

Old Chen had the car ready and was waiting for her at the door.

Qiao Xi got straight into the car, "To Tianyuan Group."

"Alright, Young Madam."

Old Chen turned the car around and pressed the accelerator, heading towards the company. Qiao Xi scrolled through her phone, where the popping up links were gossip news sent by Huo Sijiao.

Such as the news of Xu Xingluo, once the top socialite of Haicheng, having died.

And the revelation of the true heritage of Liu Family’s princess, who turned out to be a disciple of National Doctor!

Qiao Xi clicked through and read around.

Many in Haicheng were discussing this, saying she was lucky, saying it was coincidental.

Huo Sijiao directly called, and when Qiao Xi answered, she heard the chattering voice, "Sister-in-law, now if anyone dares to call you a country bumpkin who can’t show her face in public, I’ll twist their head off. Those who gossip behind your back are all terrified."

"The Liu Family’s power sure scares people. But Sister-in-law, you mustn’t easily acknowledge them, when I think about what Madam Liu did to you, it infuriates me. Others are alright, though."

Qiao Xi chuckled, "Understood."

"Sister-in-law, did you know Xu Xingluo died last night?" Huo Sijiao asked in a lowered voice.

The smile faded from Qiao Xi’s face, "I know, I heard the news last night."

She had wondered how the Liu Family would punish Xu Xingluo, only to find she had taken her own life.

Huo Sijiao sighed, "I really didn’t expect her end to be like this. We used to play together when we were children. But, it’s probably karma. With all the evil she did, falling from such heights and not being able to bear the disparity is quite normal. Sister-in-law, do not take it to heart. The day she died won’t be remembered by my brother."

Considering the day Xu Xingluo had chosen, it was clear she had ill intentions.

"Thank you, Jiaojiao. Your brother already talked to me about it last night, I won’t mind. Xu Xingluo doesn’t mean that much to me."

Most importantly, she had learned the truth from ten years ago.

That young man was him.

That kind of fate-like surprise.

It made her feel as if she was submerged in a beautiful dream all night, where he whispered many sweet nothings to her, their cheeks brushing against each other.

Those explicit words Huo Xingzhou would never say on normal days.

Qiao Xi didn’t want to waste her emotions on irrelevant people.

Huo Sijiao said, "That’s good! Sister-in-law, I remember the man who helped you in the trial needle conference was Shen Xuanzhi, right?" her tone a bit hesitant.

Hearing her mention Shen Xuanzhi, Qiao Xi became curious, "What about him?"

"Nothing, just asking."

Huo Sijiao hung up after a few more words, and Qiao Xi didn’t dwell on it. She had no idea that these two had been connected long ago.

The car soon arrived at the entrance of Tianyuan Group.

Old Chen opened the car door for Qiao Xi, "Young Madam, I’ll wait for you in the parking lot. Just give me a call when you need the car."

"Alright, I probably won’t go home for lunch, so remember to eat and don’t just wait for me."

"I know, thank you, Young Madam, for your understanding."

Old Chen said cheerfully.

The masters he worked with were never pretentious, and they were all quite kind.

Qiao Xi, holding the purple sandalwood box, walked slowly into the corporate lobby, where the receptionist greeted her with great enthusiasm, "President Huo’s wife is here! President Huo is in the meeting room, he said you could go straight up."

"Thank you."

Qiao Xi took the elevator up.

...

Inside the small meeting room on the executive floor.

Huo Xingzhou and Zhou Yu sat on one side while Young Master Zhong and his assistant Wan Jiang faced them. The main purpose today was to finalize the cooperative project for Future City. Tianyuan Group had already provided a sufficiently detailed project proposal. As soon as the funds were in place, they could immediately start work.

"Has Young Master Zhong not decided yet?"

Huo Xingzhou asked indifferently, glimpsing at the cell phone lying on the conference table, its screen dark.

Zhong Yi laughed, "It’s a big deal, and you want me to finalize it overnight, which is quite demanding. Besides, President Huo, you seem too distracted in discussing this project. You’ve checked that cell phone no less than ten times already, what exactly has captivated you?"

Huo Xingzhou casually picked up his phone, his fingers nimbly twirling it, "Young Master Zhong wouldn’t understand the taste of being tied down by a family. My wife, she’s quite clingy."

Zhong Yi’s fingers curled tightly as he forced a laugh, "I didn’t expect President Huo to be so sentimental."

"Of course."

Huo Xingzhou’s expression was spirited as he said, "She saved my life twice; I owe my life to her. I am bound to love her more, Young Master Zhong. Perhaps if you were to marry, you might understand, but not everyone encounters true love. The marriage between the Zhong and Lu families is probably just a formality. You may never appreciate this kind of feeling in your lifetime."

"No."

Bitterness swirled in Zhong Yi’s heart as he responded defiantly to Huo Xingzhou, "I’ve loved before, even earlier than you. Youthful admiration, pure and beautiful, is far more intoxicating and desirable than a marriage of convenience forced by adult interests."

He was referring to Qiao Xi being compelled to marry Huo Xingzhou for an arranged marriage.

Zhou Yu and Wan Jiang exchanged glances—these two were clearly here to discuss business.

Why had they started competing over whose love was more profound?

Was it a competition to see whose love was superior?

But Zhou Yu paid attention to Huo Xingzhou’s words and asked, "Wasn’t Qiao Xi supposed to have saved you once? How come it was twice?"

Huo Xingzhou’s eyes were deep as he gazed at Zhong Yi and said, "During the avalanche ten years ago, it was Qiao Xi who saved me, not Xu Xingluo."

Zhou Yu’s mouth dropped open in shock!

He cursed after a long beat!

"Huo Xingzhou, you must be God’s own son to have such luck! Heaven has literally handed you a wife. It takes a century to share a boat crossing, a millennium to share a pillow—how many lifetimes of fate do you two have?"

Zhou Yu was nearly green with envy!

He couldn’t have imagined.

"No wonder you were in such a mood last night. It turns out you discovered something from Xu Xingluo’s words," Zhou Yu, often tactless, teased, "You even have dark circles now, did you... stay up until dawn?"

"Cough, cough."

Wan Jiang covered his mouth and coughed forcefully.

Zhou Yu looked at them apologetically, "I’m used to joking. Don’t mind me. While I talk with Huo Er, you two can think over whether you really want to sign off on this project or not."

Wan Jiang discreetly took a sip of tea, Young Master Zhong’s face turning ashen. This Zhou really didn’t know when to hold back.

He sneaked another look at President Huo, who indeed had faint dark circles, clearly from a lack of sleep.

But he looked very spirited.

Joyful occasions indeed.