Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him
Chapter 437 Those People Don’t Want Her to Win

Chapter 437: Chapter 437 Those People Don’t Want Her to Win

"Young Madam, what’s wrong with you? You look so flustered. Has something terrible happened?"

Old Chen asked with concern.

Qiao Xi gasped for a while, her throat so dry it was difficult to make a sound.

She walked over to Huo Xingzhou with her cell phone, her legs heavy as if filled with lead, and placed the phone in front of him.

It turned out to be the chat page between her and Cheng Han.

Huo Xingzhou took her hand and found it was cold and clammy with sweat, her fingers trembling slightly.

He gently stroked her back and, after a pause, said, "Calm down, and tell me slowly what happened."

Qiao Xi took a deep breath and, struggling to control the tremor in her voice, said, "I was looking at my phone just now and noticed there was an unread message from Grandpa Cheng, so I opened it..."

Their previous conversation had stopped at her pressing Cheng Han about whether Ayi was really dead and what the truth was about that year.

She had seen a new voice message just now and thought it was Cheng Han, about to resolve her doubts.

But she hadn’t expected.

As soon as she played the voice message.

That one sentence had left her brain blank, and she had run straight to the study, forgetting even to knock on the door.

Her mind was in complete chaos.

Huo Xingzhou played the voice message, replaying it. His expression grew even darker; the voice on the phone seemed to be synthesized, not Cheng Han himself.

It sounded like a prank, yet it was also a provocation.

"Cheng Han has disappeared!"

"Cheng Han has disappeared!"

"Cheng Han has disappeared!"

The voice message repeated over and over.

Huo Xingzhou was very calm as he made a call, "Trace Cheng Han’s phone location immediately."

Qiao Xi watched him finish one call and dial another, "Find out the last place Cheng Han was seen. I need it now."

Huo Xingzhou made calls, mobilizing all his connections and resources to find out about Cheng Han’s whereabouts. Qiao Xi dared not make a sound beside him, fearful of disturbing him.

It wasn’t until the clock struck midnight that some news finally came.

Qiao Xi watched as Huo Xingzhou took a call, speaking for a long time before hanging up.

She couldn’t help but ask, "How is it?"

Huo Xingzhou’s thin lips parted slightly, "The last place he was seen was in the Imperial Capital, but there is no news of him being controlled by anyone; he seems to be safe for now. My people will continue to look for more information. Don’t worry."

All this was speculation.

Qiao Xi said urgently, "I want to go to the Imperial Capital immediately!"

She should have noticed the signs earlier. There had been several instances when she couldn’t contact Grandpa Cheng; she had thought he was gathering medicinal herbs in the mountains.

South Cheng, North Lu, why would he suddenly go to the Imperial Capital?

It was strange.

Huo Xingzhou asked, "Do you have to go?"

"Yes! Send me the detailed address of where he was last seen. I can’t wait any longer! I want to leave for the Imperial Capital ahead of schedule; I can’t wait until next week!" She and Cheng Han used to leave signs for each other when they went mountain hiking for herbs, and only she could understand the meaning of those signs.

She wanted to see if there were any this time!

Whether he was safe!

"Tommorow morning a private plane will leave for the Imperial Capital, at dawn. Take the night to prepare your things - can you do that?"

Qiao Xi paused, then nodded.

"Go on, then."

"Alright."

She moved out of the study with steps that seemed deeply affected.

"Old Chen."

Huo Xingzhou called out sharply.

"Yes, Young Master, what are your orders?"

"Follow her to the Imperial Capital tomorrow. Please find two old friends to protect her in secret. Don’t reveal your hand unless her life is in danger."

Old Chen nodded, "I understand. I’ll officially be the Young Madam’s driver. This provides double the security."

Huo Xingzhou ordered carefully, "The Liu Family is to ask the Li Family in the Imperial Capital to take care of Qiao Xi, but given Qiao Xi’s personality, she doesn’t take kindly to depending on others. I’ve arranged an apartment from my properties in the Imperial Capital."

"Understood."

Old Chen made a note of everything. "Young Master, what kind of power does the Li Family in the Imperial Capital have? Can they protect the Young Madam?"

Huo Xingzhou tapped his fingers on the desk lightly, "The Imperial Capital is fraught with danger. The Li Family in the Imperial Capital is just the legitimate branch of the Li Family from Longxi, whose descendants aren’t too skilled at management, having become a third-rate family. But they can provide some connections and marriage alliances, which is enough."

The Imperial Capital and Hai City operate differently; families from the north and the south rarely intermarry.

Families from Hai City find themselves cornered when in the Imperial Capital and are easily suppressed by the local families there. Whether in business or power struggles, they are seldom willing to share their pie with outsiders.

The same goes for Hai City.

The influence of the aristocratic families is a result of long-standing cultivation, and resource allocation is unspoken, leaving no piece of the pie for outsiders.

So, it had taken Huo Xingzhou many years to find a chance like Zhong Yi.

Now, he had come upon another good opportunity, but it required planning!

Huo Xingzhou spoke slowly, "Old Chen, I won’t be going with you to the Imperial Capital this time. You must protect her well. Later, get in touch with Xu Yunye and ask him to make preparations. Qiao Xi takes loyalty very seriously and can lose her judgment because of it. Cheng Han is both her mentor and a father figure to her, and you’ll have to restrain her somewhat."

"Master, are you sure Mr. Cheng won’t be in any danger?"

"Cheng Han the National Doctor—who would dare touch him so easily? Unless someone wants to provoke public outrage. Remember the scene outside Hai City Hospital the day Cheng Han appeared? It was extraordinary, with crowds of thousands."

So, while Cheng Han is not in immediate danger, it’s uncertain whether he is free.

The Imperial Capital had Zhong Yi, and he wouldn’t neglect the situation.

Old Chen mused, "Perhaps Mr. Cheng is perfectly fine, and it was just his phone that was lost. Maybe the other party sent that voice message just to disturb the Young Madam and unsettle her mind. The upcoming Medical Conference is close, and those people in the Imperial Capital do not want her to win."

Cheng Han was truly out of reach.

Only by delving into the Imperial Capital could they get the real news.

Old Chen asked again, "Master, are you really not going?"

"It’s not time yet."

Old Chen pondered; the Young Master had been leaving early and returning late recently, but Tianyuan Company’s operations were already stable, and the Future City project didn’t require his direct involvement.

What exactly was he planning that he was willing to let the Young Madam travel alone to the Imperial Capital?

Huo Xingzhou sat in his office chair, his arm casually draped over the side, and said, "Old Chen, there’s a lot to prepare tonight. You’d better go now."

"Yes, Young Master."

Old Chen hurried out of the study.

Huo Xingzhou closed his eyes slightly, his expression weary. He mentally prepared for the situations Qiao Xi would face in the Imperial Capital, fearing any oversight.

Suffering was inevitable.

But as long as the Lu Family and the Xiang Family weren’t backed into a corner, Qiao Xi’s life wouldn’t be in danger. There was also Zhong Yi in the Imperial Capital, but he could only offer covert assistance.

If anyone realized Zhong Yi was giving Qiao Xi special attention, it could bring potential danger.

Huo Xingzhou rubbed his throbbing temples. Sometimes he was grateful for Zhong Yi’s existence; at other times, it made him seethe.

He reached out to open a drawer and pulled out a yellowed old photo from the documents.

The words written on the back were piercing to the eye, and he wondered what had prompted that handwriting. Under the dim light, his fingertips gently brushed one corner.

Once everything was over, he would have to ask her to clarify.

What exactly did that sentence mean?

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