Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him
Chapter 419: Sell Yourself to Me, Be My Beast of Burden

Chapter 419: Chapter 419: Sell Yourself to Me, Be My Beast of Burden

Shen Xuanzhi’s eyes lowered.

His knobby, rough fingers curled into a fist, turning white.

Flashes of a chaotic rainy night crossed his mind, the image of her clinging to him, hugging him tightly, almost losing control. He remembered the faint scent of her body, remembered the shivers as his coarse fingers brushed her fair skin.

But at the end, only one sentence remained.

"Miss Huo, your memory is confused, isn’t it?"

Huo Sijiao was very particular and wouldn’t let him off so easily. "Half a year ago, during the month when my brother had a car accident. At the temple in the suburbs of Haicheng, Huo Beiting sent people to humiliate me, to let the second branch of the family fall into complete despair."

"It was you who drove away those thugs and even helped me treat the abrasions."

"Shen Xuanzhi, I have never dared to speak of this with anyone else. Because my brother was severely injured and in a coma, and my parents were worried and heartbroken, everyone wanted to see the second branch of the family’s downfall. Many things happened afterward, and I thought I would forget."

"But then I saw you again."

She was straightforward and simple, but also very protective of her family, afraid they would worry if they knew the truth.

She had never spoken of this matter.

So, the rest of her family thought she had spent several days outside seeking a peace charm.

"Shen Xuanzhi, the two hundred thousand I gave you was willingly. I didn’t want a good person to be troubled by debt collectors. I know these debts were left by your father, and you actually..."

"Miss Huo."

Shen Xuanzhi’s expression was very cold, "Let me correct one thing. Treating your wound was not an excuse to undress you."

Huo Sijiao’s chin lifted slightly, "Shen Xuanzhi, you finally admit you know me! You’ve never forgotten me, you’re just pretending!"

Shen Xuanzhi looked at her and asked, "What’s the use of confirming this? Why are you dragging me into this? Is it out of pity for me, or just a good-natured amusement?"

He could take anyone’s money, but he didn’t want to take hers.

Huo Sijiao’s eyes reddened a little, feeling aggrieved, "What if I were to say... that I might have a bit of a crush on you?"

"This is the suspension bridge effect." Shen Xuanzhi’s voice coughed a few times, sounding a bit hoarse, "Even if it wasn’t me, someone else would have helped call the police and taught those thugs a lesson. You shouldn’t care too much."

The suspension bridge effect refers to the phenomenon where one’s heart races when they are frightened or in danger.

If they happen to encounter a person of the opposite sex, they may mistake the excitement for romantic attraction. That’s why there are so many stories of heroes saving damsels in distress and devotion following...

Huo Sijiao’s expression froze upon hearing his words.

She’d confessed, feeling humiliated for the first time in her life, and he was lecturing her on a psychological phenomenon.

"Suspension bridge your stubborn ox head!"

Huo Sijiao stood up, clutching the IOU in her palm, "I’ll keep the IOU. Give you one month’s time, and if you can’t pay it back, you’ll sell yourself to me and be my servant! The interest will be calculated like a usurer!"

Humph!

She had her pride too.

It’s just a man, she would get him sooner or later!

Shen Xuanzhi’s gaze listlessly settled on her retreating back. He could feel her vibrant energy and vitality, like a little sun. But even the sun can’t reach into the shadowy corners, and she should stay further away from the mud.

Huo Sijiao left the restaurant and made a call.

"Sister-in-law, I heard you brought back some medicinal wine from the countryside. Let me have a taste tonight, I’ll join you for a drink." She couldn’t shake off her irritation.

Receiving Qiao Xi’s affirmative response, she also took a detour to the adult shop next door in the mall, buying a batch of fuzzy fur battle gowns, the new arrivals for the autumn and winter season.

When going to drink, one cannot show up empty-handed.

The image of Shen Xuanzhi’s world-weary face flashed through her mind; that sickly man would definitely not like such things.

...

As the dusk deepened, the twilight closed in.

The street lights of the bustling boulevard came on, and the moonlight shimmered like water.

At the Huo Family’s small villa, Aunt Qian prepared fresh ingredients brought back from the countryside and set up a barbecue stall on the garden patio by the first-floor swimming pool.

The rich and overpowering aroma spread out.

Aunt Qian placed the last plate of skewered meat on the side and said, "Miss Jiaojiao, Miss Shu, eat to your heart’s content. There’s plenty more in the kitchen."

"Thank you, Aunt Qian, for being so busy for us," Huo Sijiao said with a smile.

Huo Xingzhou and Zhou Yu were still working overtime at the company, dealing with design draft issues for Future City.

Only the three girls were left, clustering together. Shu Xue, upon hearing Huo Sijiao’s call to drink, showed up. Going home, she was all alone too; Zhou Yu had been quite cold these past couple of days.

Even when they slept together, engaged in the most intimate acts, she could still feel his heart wasn’t present.

She had seen the name of a designer last time on his phone’s search screen.

"Sister-in-law, this medicinal wine smells really good."

Qiao Xi opened two bottles for her, "This is Bazhen Wine and Ginseng Wine. You can’t drink too much medicated wine. I’ve also specially brought over some red wine; if you want to drink, you can have more of this."

"Okay."

She didn’t hold back, filling them all up.

Shu Xue was especially quiet tonight, not talking much and just drinking. It didn’t take long before her face flushed. Huo Sijiao, though talkative, was not good at holding her liquor and also quickly became drunk.

Qiao Xi joined them for a few drinks, her face turning rosy.

Huo Sijiao and Shu Xue seemed to be intentionally drowning their sorrows in drink, finishing all three bottles of red wine and a fair amount of the medicated wine.

Both of them burst into tears, soon becoming wild from the alcohol.

"Zhou Yu, scumbag!"

"Wuu, sister-in-law, I’ve been heartbroken."

The two were even blowing into the wine bottles, drinking with gusto.

Qiao Xi snatched the bottles away but was hugged by Huo Sijiao, "Sister-in-law, I’m feeling so sad. After all we’ve been through, he pretends not to know me."

That was loaded with information.

Hadn’t heard about Jiaojiao having a boyfriend; could it be Shen Xuanzhi?

"Don’t cry, don’t cry." Qiao Xi tried to support her, the medicated wine having been brewed too long; she was also slightly intoxicated.

On the other hand, Shu Xue had begun drinking again, "Men are no good!"

Qiao Xi couldn’t calm one or the other.

"Don’t fall into the swimming pool. Aunt Qian, come help!" Qiao Xi struggled to keep them upright, and Aunt Qian hurried over, finding the scene in disarray.

She quickly grabbed Huo Sijiao and walked her inside.

It took a lot of effort for the two of them to get Shu Xue and Huo Sijiao into the living room and settle them down properly.

Just then.

Car sounds came from outside the villa.

Huo Xingzhou and Zhou Yu entered one after another, discussing work among themselves, but as they smelled the heavy stench of alcohol in the living room and shifted their gaze to the two women collapsing on the sofa.

Zhou Yu was shocked, "What happened here? They’re so drunk."

Qiao Xi looked at them helplessly, "Mr. Zhou, I’d bother you to take Shu Xue back. As for Jiaojiao..."

She wasn’t sure whether to let Huo Sijiao stay or send her back.

It was Huo Xingzhou who slowly said, "Old Chen, take Jiaojiao home, let mother take good care of her."

"Alright, Young Master."

Old Chen and Aunt Qian assisted Huo Sijiao away.

Zhou Yu turned to Huo Xingzhou, "I won’t avoid the Designer Salon this weekend, don’t worry, it’s been so many years since those events occurred. I’ll take Shu Xue and leave if there’s nothing else tonight."

"Okay."

He picked up Shu Xue in one swift motion and left the living room.

Qiao Xi was puzzled, wondering why Zhou Yu would say such a thing.

Was there a hidden story behind that designer salon?

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