Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him
Chapter 424: Men’s Words, Can’t Be Trusted Easily

Chapter 424: Chapter 424: Men’s Words, Can’t Be Trusted Easily

"Leaving already? Weren’t you determined to stay initially? You even promised to invest in the Future City project, which involves an investment of several billion! Won’t you participate in selecting the design drafts anymore?"

Wan Jiang felt a pang of distress, thumping his chest and stamping his feet.

Zhong Yi said calmly, "Once the money is given over to Huo Xingzhou, that will suffice. Tianyuan Group won’t let this project incur losses. He is cunning in his actions, but quite adept in business; there are no losing projects under his control."

He was still holding a grudge.

Calling Huo Xingzhou cunning was merely resenting him for making him hide in the trunk.

"That’s the only option then. We can’t have your wounds troubling you again. I’ll go handle the discharge procedures now and arrange a private plane. You’ll be able to return to the Imperial Capital today. Once there, use some self-sacrifice tactic to make the old master treat you better."

"Wan Jiang."

Zhong Yi suddenly called out.

"Yes?"

"Now you know about my past identity, you won’t tell Zhong Lingxiao about it to give him leverage over me, will you?"

Wan Jiang’s heart skipped a beat, and he knelt down, swearing with oath to heaven, "Young Master Zhong, I am loyal to you. Even if the eldest master holds a knife to my throat, I won’t spill a single word."

"Good, I’ll remember that."

Zhong Yi did not readily trust people, and his gaze upon Wan Jiang held a hint of danger. The words were his own; in the future, he shouldn’t blame him if the methods were ruthless.

After all, he had reached this point and could afford no slips.

Nor would he allow any harm that threatened Qiao Xi.

He would rather forsake the friendship of childhood friends and give up the chance to approach her, all for the peace she has now. How could he allow anyone to harm her!

Others might never understand the weight of what he’s given up.

To him, Qiao Xi was a pillar!

She was the hope that kept him going when he first entered the Zhong Family and was almost killed several times by Zhong Lingxiao’s schemes.

"Go ahead, Wan Jiang. I need to return to the Imperial Capital immediately."

"Yes."

Wan Jiang did not dare to delay, hurrying out to take care of it.

...

Outside the first floor of Hai City Hospital, in the outdoor resting area.

Qiao Xi sat on a bench enjoying the breeze, the warm sunlight falling on her, yet her heart felt ice cold.

High hopes lead to great disappointments.

Her emotions, like a roller coaster, were up and down, exhausting her.

Beside her, a cup of Rose Summer coffee was suddenly placed down.

Shu Xue sat beside her and said, "I added double milk and sugar, no bitterness. You should like it. Here you are, Doctor Qiao sitting here deep in thought, what’s on your mind? Is there any complex medical case that even you can’t handle?"

Qiao Xi took a sip of the coffee and said, "I’m just reflecting, I shouldn’t spend too much energy on certain things. After all, I have to go to the Imperial Capital for a competition soon. But my intuition tells me, what I see may not be the truth."

Shu Xue held her coffee and replied, "Seeing is believing, hearing is deceptive. If you have seen it, then it’s most likely true."

Her expression was tinged with mild distress, "Qiao Xi, I need to ask you for a favor."

Qiao Xi turned and, seeing her pale face, asked, "What favor?"

"I heard that this Saturday, Tianyuan Group will host a designer salon at Manyue Grand Hotel. I want an invitation..."

Qiao Xi, collecting her thoughts, asked, "What are you going there for?"

Shu Xue smiled unnaturally, "I want to see the world. I heard that this salon is organized by Zhou Yu, and I really want to see what he’s like at work and meet some famous people in the architectural design circle."

She never liked going to such places before, saying she feared corruption by the glamour of capitalism.

Considering that Shu Xue hadn’t often been to such events, Qiao Xi said, "Then I’ll go with you. I’ll ask either Old Jin or Zhou Yu for an invitation."

"Don’t ask Zhou Yu, I want to surprise him."

"Then I’ll ask Xingzhou."

Qiao Xi didn’t ask further, feeling that there might be some issues between Shu Xue and Zhou Yu. Just yesterday, Shu Xue was drunkenly cursing Zhou Yu as a scoundrel.

Shu Xue, linking arms with her, said, "Sisters are the best."

Qiao Xi’s lips curved slightly as she calculated that there was less than half a month left until the next round of the needle trial in the Imperial Capital.

"Alright, I need to go back and help Doctor Yan. You should rest more; night shifts for nurses are quite tough. Look at the red veins in your eyes; it’s clear you haven’t slept well."

Qiao Xi stood up, patted her shoulder, and headed down the hospital corridor.

As she walked around the first floor corridor of the hospital, she didn’t notice a luxury car parked at the entrance with its hazard lights flashing.

The car window lowered.

The man’s exceptionally handsome features were completely exposed.

Old Chen stood respectfully by the car, talking to him.

Huo Xingzhou lounged in his seat, his gaze returning from the distance. His thin lips parted slightly, "Did she really go to Zhong Yi’s hospital room?"

Old Chen nodded, "I saw that Young Madam looked pale this morning, so I followed her and took a peek. She rushed into the hospital room, and Young Master Sun also helped her track our Lincoln’s route. Young Madam must already know that Zhong Young Master was in our trunk."

Huo Xingzhou didn’t get angry but instead laughed, "She’s finally being cautious. This way, when she goes to the Imperial Capital, she won’t be easily bullied."

Old Chen chuckled and said, "It seems like Young Master Zhong deceived her and didn’t let her find anything suspicious. But why didn’t she come to you first to ask clearly?"

Huo Xingzhou’s voice was deep, "Because I lied to her first. I conspired with Zhong Yi to leave Moon Village but kept her in the dark. She feels that even if she asked me, she might not get the truth. Also, she rarely speaks of things she isn’t sure about."

It was simply in her nature – sometimes it irritated him, and other times it pained his heart.

Huo Xingzhou’s fingers gently knocked on the edge of the car window, instructing, "If she doesn’t bring up her visit to Zhong Yi’s hospital room today, then act as if it never happened, and you keep quiet about it too."

Old Chen said, "Yes."

But he couldn’t help but grumble internally.

The Young Master had been smelling of jealousy all the way here, and upon reaching the hospital entrance, he said "act as if it never happened."

How could it be treated as if it never happened?

In matters of cunning, Young Madam still couldn’t outplay the Young Master. However, sometimes, a couple indeed have some inexplicable understanding.

"You keep watch at the hospital; I’m heading back to the office."

Huo Xingzhou’s hand rested on the steering wheel, and he turned on the signal light. He had driven himself, taking a long detour to the hospital for a quick look.

"Be careful on the road, Young Master."

"Old Chen, I’ll be quite busy these next couple of days. There’s a designer salon on Saturday; ask her if she’s going."

"Right."

Old Chen responded.

Why ask him to enquire when he said "act as if it never happened"?

A man’s words truly could not be trusted lightly.

...

Saturday.

Huo Xingzhou had been busy day and night at the office for two days, while Zhou Yu also hosted the designer salon, inviting influential people from the design community. As the boss of Tianyuan Group, Huo Xingzhou at least needed to show his face to show support.

The call for submissions was quite grand.

Qiao Xi got two invitations to the designer salon from Old Chen. Shu Xue wanted to keep a low profile, not letting Zhou Yu know.

Thus, both she and Shu Xue entered as media guests.

This salon wasn’t like a typical social gathering; the atmosphere was a bit more academic and professional, but there was still plenty of eating and drinking.

After entering, she and Shu Xue sat in a corner of the sofa, wearing their media badges, drinking coffee and watching everyone busily preparing for the designer salon.

On each table, there was a roster detailing the attending designers and their architectural works.

Qiao Xi casually looked around, guests were gradually arriving.

But she didn’t see Huo Xingzhou or Zhou Yu; perhaps they would arrive later.

She turned her head to see Shu Xue browsing through the designer’s roster, the booklet was exceptionally well-made and even included formal photos of the designers.

Each one was dressed in a suit and tie, looking sharp and professional, and the few female designers present were all particularly outstanding.

Qiao Xi spoke up, "What are you so engrossed in? Who are you looking at?"