Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him
Chapter 402: Huo Xingzhou is Looking to Settle Scores

Chapter 402: Chapter 402: Huo Xingzhou is Looking to Settle Scores

Zhong Lingxiao laughed, "Do you want to become a more distinguished woman? If he dies in Haicheng, there will be no one to claim his body."

He couldn’t conveniently send someone to watch openly, so it was normal for Lin Xifei, a big star, to stay at a hotel.

Lin Xifei seriously said, "I understand."

If the Zhong Family’s illegitimate son were to die, then only Zhong Lingxiao could inherit the family business. As long as she had a bit more luck and could conceive a child. Then what awaited her would be overwhelming wealth and honor!

What of the family’s legitimate wife? She still couldn’t control her.

"Baby, I’m waiting for your news. I’ll send you his habits, and if he ever breaks them, call me immediately."

Zhong Family’s eldest son was also a talent who had emerged from the cutthroat Zhong Family elite education. He was no fool.

He was good at maintaining appearances and even stayed calm around the illegitimate son. People in the Imperial Capital said that the Zhong Family’s eldest son was kind-hearted, treating the potentially threatening illegitimate son with fraternal respect.

Magnanimous, gentle.

A truly modest gentleman.

But who would know how deeply he hated the suddenly emerging, startlingly brilliant illegitimate son!

Who would genuinely be kind to a competitor for inheritance.

Lin Xifei received the information and then remembered Qiao Xi’s question, "Will the Young Madam Huo really come to a bad end?"

"Of course. Who told her to be Cheng Han’s disciple?"

For just this reason alone, Qiao Xi deserved to die.

Zhong Lingxiao didn’t say much and quickly hung up the phone.

Lin Xifei looked at the darkened phone screen and sneered. She had never groveled and apologized to anyone in all these years—she would reclaim this debt sooner or later.

...

Studio One began recording.

Qiao Xi dressed very beautifully and sat in the broadcasting studio. The host also knew her identity. They had gone over the script in advance, careful not to ask any overly sensitive questions.

The audience seats were filled with viewers, and for such recording programs, it was common to hire extras, but there were several familiar faces among them.

A row was filled with members of the Liu Family, with Xu Yunye cradling a small child who couldn’t speak in his arms.

Liu Huimin and Liu Yi were sitting on the other side, even Liu Zongyun and the old lady had come.

When Qiao Xi’s gaze swept over them, she was a bit surprised. Huo Sijiao had said she saw Xu Yunye; she thought he was the only one.

She didn’t expect the whole family would turn up.

The camera focused on her, starting to adjust.

"Prepare the lighting!"

"One, two, three, camera rolling!"

The host wore a formulaic smile and delivered an opening speech.

The questions were also all about Qiao Xi’s medical studies, and even prompted her to demonstrate pulse diagnosis to the host on live TV. Both sides clearly understood this interview was aimed at promoting traditional Chinese medicine and expanding its influence.

Qiao Xi was like a fine emblem of Haicheng, just as the Imperial Capital promoted Lu Yingxue.

As the recording drew to a close, influenced by the atmosphere, the host asked an additional question, "You grew up in the countryside, and your achievements today are indeed remarkable. What do you think is your biggest regret?"

There was no malice in the question.

The camera gave Qiao Xi a close-up.

She was silent for a long time, her brows slightly furrowed. She had lived through twenty-two years, stumbling along the way.

She did have regrets.

It was her grandmother’s death.

Ayi’s death.

Both were regrets, but she didn’t want them to become gossip for others.

Qiao Xi held the microphone, her eyes firmly fixed on the camera and said, "None."

Some sorrows are not meant to be shared with outsiders.

"Alright, thank you for joining our interview. That concludes today’s talk, please..." The host wrapped up the session with practiced words, signaling to the director that the recording was finished.

The Liu Family sitting below was even more silent, exchanging glances, feeling a sourness in their hearts.

Qiao Xi said she had no regrets.

Clearly, she was the one who should have had the most, but it was evident she didn’t want others to know.

The recording ended at seven in the evening, and Qiao Xi still had to go backstage to remove her makeup. The Liu Family didn’t rashly disturb her; they had come very discreetly and left in a hurry.

Even the Liu Family, trying to be as low-key as possible, couldn’t escape the attention of those determined to notice. The news eventually reached the head of the television station.

In a place like a television station, gossip spreads remarkably fast. In no time, word had gotten around in various groups that Haicheng’s top-tier elites were sitting in the audience to watch Qiao Xi’s recording, indicating how much the Liu Family valued this true heiress.

In the shadows, they also scoffed at Lin Xifei, who had obviously kicked a very solid iron plate.

One shouldn’t be too arrogant!

...

Outside the brightly lit television station, a familiar Rolls-Royce was parked.

Old Chen had confirmed Qiao Xi’s safety at the station and, before the recording ended, he had gone to Tianyuan Group to pick up Huo Xingzhou, allowing the young couple to head home together.

Huo Xingzhou had grown accustomed to picking up his wife from work.

But today, Old Chen had something to report.

"Young Master, I received word that the Young Madam’s recording ends at seven and she needs to remove her makeup and talk with the people from the station, so we will have to wait a bit longer. I have found some leads on the matter you asked me to investigate," Old Chen reported.

"Speak."

Huo Xingzhou sat inside the vehicle, exuding a certain laziness.

"I specifically looked into information on Young Madam’s childhood friend... oh, that brat," Old Chen caught a glimpse of Xingzhou’s gaze in the rearview mirror and quickly corrected himself.

"That brat was taken in by Mr. Cheng when he was seven or eight years old, said to be because Mr. Cheng had some sort of connection with his mother. I haven’t figured out what that relationship was."

Huo Xingzhou had long been aware that Cheng Han was shrouded in secrets.

Old Chen relayed the information he had gathered:

"The kid really did fall off a cliff and was severely injured. He was sent to a hospital in the county town, with Mr. Cheng accompanying him. Later on, the news spread in the village that the boy hadn’t survived the emergency treatment and died on the spot. Mr. Cheng claimed he had no parents, so he had the body cremated and only brought back the ashes."

But the premature death of a young boy is not an auspicious matter.

So he was quickly buried.

Huo Xingzhou squinted his eyes; the key to this whole issue was Cheng Han. Whether Ayi was dead or alive, he knew best. And yet, for so many years, he hadn’t revealed a thing, clearly determined to take the secret to the grave!

He had told Qiao Xi that Ayi was dead!

Why would he say a single word more?

But, there was someone else!

"Old Chen, what about the doctor who handled the case at the hospital that year?"

Since it was a hospital where attempts at resuscitation were made, there must have been a doctor involved.

That doctor was crucial.

Old Chen wasn’t a fool either, saying, "I’ve had someone look into the whereabouts of the doctor. He didn’t stay long at the hospital before resigning to study abroad, or so he claimed. I also contacted his colleagues who entered the county hospital the same year, and they said he moved his family abroad and has never returned."

"Young Master, that’s the lead I was talking about."

Coincidence is the most suspicious.

"Find him, since he has lived in the country, he must have left traces. Bring him to me. I’d like to ask him some questions myself," Huo Xingzhou felt this wouldn’t be too difficult for Old Chen.

The identity of the Zhong Family’s second young master in the Imperial Capital didn’t leak, but they couldn’t possibly make Ayi’s life story so airtight.

There are always loopholes.

Now, a loophole had indeed appeared.

"Understood, Young Master," Old Chen replied. Suddenly remembering what had happened at the station that day, he said, "The Young Madam got into a conflict at the station but didn’t come out on the losing end and gave the other party a severe teaching."

"Who was it?"

"The recently popular Best Actress Lin Xifei, who is kept by the Zhong Family’s eldest young master in the Imperial Capital. She has always been arrogant and domineering in the entertainment industry. The Zhong Family’s eldest is very fond of her and has been pushing her stardom."

Old Chen had gathered all the information very clearly.

Huo Xingzhou responded softly, "Beijing people causing trouble in Haicheng, what show was she recording?"

"It’s a variety show, let me find the details for you." Old Chen quickly found the information and handed the phone to him.

Huo Xingzhou looked through it for a while and then said, "Let’s go, let’s see for ourselves."

"Right away."

Old Chen opened the car door for him and followed Huo Xingzhou into the television station.

When the Young Master said he wanted to take a look, it certainly wasn’t just for a simple viewing!

Someone might be in for an unlucky surprise!