Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him
Chapter 442: Qiao Xi Relies Not on a Man

Chapter 442: Chapter 442: Qiao Xi Relies Not on a Man

Sun Weimeng understood instantly.

He grabbed the middle-aged man and wailed, "Big brother, we didn’t say we wouldn’t pay! But isn’t five hundred thousand a bit too much? You’re really asking for the moon here!"

The middle-aged man’s gaze was fierce as he retorted, "Five hundred thousand is the deal, not a penny less! Let go of me, stop hugging me!"

Qiao Xi walked over to the old lady’s side, gently smiling as she placed her hand on the old lady’s body to check her bones: "Madam, let me help you up first. Can you stand?"

Slap!

The old lady viciously swatted away her hand, turning the back of Qiao Xi’s hand red.

She said bitterly, "I don’t need your false kindness! All you rich people are heartless. Dressed so nicely and driving such a fine car, yet you begrudge paying for my medical expenses!"

Qiao Xi’s eyes narrowed, and her fair face cooled as she rose to her feet.

She gave Sun Weimeng a nod.

Sun Weimeng immediately let go of the middle-aged man, who impatiently shoved him away with force!

Sun Weimeng let out an exaggerated pig squeal!

"Ah! My leg is broken! The pain is killing me, young master here! You pushed me, you pay up!" Sun Weimeng rolled on the ground shamelessly, "You’ve hit me, even though my entire body is insured. Do you know how much I’m worth?"

The middle-aged man paused, then said, "I didn’t push you! You fell on your own, you’re faking it!"

Sun Weimeng replied with feigned grievance, "My skin is soft and tender; even a slight push hurts me. How can you say I’m pretending? I could say your mom is pretending, and you still wouldn’t admit it."

The middle-aged man, enraged and humiliated, roared, "You just don’t want to take responsibility, don’t want to pay! I’ll post this online for everyone to see what a disciple of the National Doctor, Cheng Han, is like! The shoeless aren’t afraid of those with shoes, I don’t care about my reputation!"

Qiao Xi’s lips curved slightly, a flicker of anger arising in her heart.

Suppressing her anger, she said, "We’ll pay."

Old Chen, puzzled, called out, "Young Madam! How can we just pay this money?"

It was clear that no one had been hit, and they were about to swallow this injustice silently.

Sun Weimeng, still lying on the ground, also forgot to wail.

He quickly got up and whispered urgently to Qiao Xi, "Are you nuts? How can you pay this fifty thousand? Think of how many days you could spend that in the club! He’s just latching onto us because he thinks we’re country folks easy to bully!

I thought you wanted me to put on an act and trick our way out of this, and I even rolled around on the ground for you. If you just give in and pay, wasn’t my rolling all for naught?"

Qiao Xi looked at the incensed Sun Weimeng and said, "Young Master Sun, trust that I wouldn’t let your rolling go to waste. I wasn’t so foolish before I married into the Huo Family. Besides, having been by Huo Xingzhou’s side, do I really seem that naive to you?"

Sun Weimeng, looking into her eyes, suddenly found himself at a loss for words.

As the wife of Huo Xingzhou, she couldn’t be that foolish, right?

But was the focus here on his acting performance?

Damn those Beijing people, so cunning!

Qiao Xi turned around and emphasized to the middle-aged man, "We’ll pay. You want five hundred thousand, right?"

The man was initially incredulous, not expecting the money so easily.

But seeing Qiao Xi’s delicate, vase-like demeanor, he soon burst into a loathsome smile: "If only you had been this compliant from the start, I wouldn’t have needed to argue so much with you lot. At our age, any little incident can be life-threatening!"

"You’re absolutely correct, life is of the utmost importance."

Qiao Xi’s face remained calm as she looked at him, her eyelashes fluttering slightly as she spoke, "Give me your card number, and I’ll transfer the money to you right now. The amount for five hundred thousand is quite large; it may take a few minutes to process. Let me know once you’ve received it."

"Okay, I’ll give it to you right away."

The man could hardly contain his joy as he pulled out his bank card to give to Qiao Xi.

He never imagined he could make such an easy fortune today. Last night, Lu Yan told him to act in a play and he’d get two hundred thousand, and anything extra extorted was his to keep.

His sly, calculating eyes sized up Qiao Xi—such a tender young girl was easy to fool!

She cared too much about her reputation!

At that moment, the mindset of the onlookers also changed, envying how the middle-aged man easily made five hundred thousand.

They whispered among themselves; the old lady’s injuries weren’t worth that much money, the girl had been scammed.

How could a disciple of the National Doctor seem so naive?

...

Inside the café at the street corner.

A young, affluent gentleman lounged back, legs crossed, savoring his coffee while watching the scene unfold, his face oozing with satisfaction: "See, I told you she would choose to keep the peace. It doesn’t matter if she’s the Young Madam Huo or a disciple of the National Doctor, Cheng Han, on my turf, they all have to crawl!"

"Even if it’s Huo Xingzhou stirring things up in Haicheng, in the Imperial Capital he’s nothing but a worm. Everyone knows he’s been trying to break into the Imperial Capital’s business territory, but he’s made no significant progress after all this time, it amounts to nothing! For the Tianyuan Group to think they can enter the Imperial Capital is just a pipe dream!"

Lu Yan, feeling satisfied, took another delightful sip of his coffee, which tasted particularly sweet today.

He was Lu Yingxue’s cousin and the mastermind behind this farce.

Sitting opposite him was Xiang Huai’s older brother, Xiang Ze.

Clearly more measured and calculating, he spoke softly, "Lu Yan, I think the woman of Huo Xingzhou can’t be that stupid! The Huo Family might be rich, but even five hundred thousand shouldn’t be thrown away so lightly."

Lu Yan scoffed with disdain, "Xiang Ze, don’t think too highly of women! How many could match up to my cousin Lu Yingxue? Although Qiao Xi is the precious daughter of the Liu Family, having grown up in the countryside, she hasn’t seen much of the world; she easily gets flustered at the slightest scare. Our Imperial Capital is no shallow pond where any shrimp can kick up a wave!"

Xiang Ze replied, "Let’s wait and see."

He looked out at the drama unfolding outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window.

That woman looked charming and delicate, but Xiang Ze couldn’t forget how his younger brother Xiang Huai and sister Xiang Mingzhu had both been outwitted by her.

The disciple of the National Doctor didn’t just rely on men.

She had skills.

It’s just that Huo Xingzhou’s brilliance was so dazzling, it inadvertently overshadowed her.

...

Outside the café.

Qiao Xi had already transferred five hundred thousand into the man’s account.

The man, hearing the alert for the money arriving, felt immensely pleased. He had never realized earning money could be so easy. Rich folks indeed were mostly naive, all they thought about was using money to solve problems.

Qiao Xi’s lips were rosy, and her almond eyes were clear, yet beneath them roiled dark undercurrents, "You’ve received the money, right?"

"Got it, this time you’re lucky to have met someone as reasonable as me." The middle-aged man turned to help the old lady up, planning to leave.

Qiao Xi’s warmth vanished in an instant, replaced by cool detachment.

"Hold on."

The clear, feminine voice rang out.

The middle-aged man said impatiently, "What else do you want? Are you having second thoughts? I’ll tell you now, the money’s already in my pocket, so don’t even think of getting it back."

Qiao Xi chuckled softly, her exquisite face stunningly beautiful, "Did I say you could just walk away?"