Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him
Chapter 491: The Rose He Raised Grew Thorns

Chapter 491: Chapter 491: The Rose He Raised Grew Thorns

Extravagant wealth!

Nothing is beyond this.

Those rich second-generation kids who usually spend money like water all have red eyes watching this!

Each of their families could take out eight hundred million, but that’s the money their elders can decide on.

This woman, she made eight hundred million in one night, effortlessly achieving financial freedom!

Master Qian who set up the gambling game said with a funeral face, "My pocket is cleaner than my face, I can’t afford to pay eight hundred million."

The house went bankrupt!

But Qiao Xi had no intention of letting him go.

Qiao Xi looked at him innocently: "You can’t afford the compensation, but your dad can. If I’m not mistaken, the Qian Family is the biggest medicinal herb supplier for the Lu Family’s Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall. How can you not afford it?"

She had heard a lot of people calling him Young Master Qian earlier, so she searched online and found lots of his scandalous news and profile.

It turned out it really was the Qian Family, which has close ties with the Lu Family.

That being the case, she absolutely could not let him off!

Hearing this, Young Master Qian panicked even more, pleading miserably, "Please have mercy! We set up this gambling game just for fun, don’t take it so seriously."

Qiao Xi was serious: "Did I force you to set up this gambling game? Since you don’t have eight hundred million, write me an IOU. If you don’t want to pay the money, I can give you another choice."

As soon as Young Master Qian heard this, he hurriedly asked, "What choice?"

Qiao Xi’s smile was beautiful as a flower: "Let Lu Yan pay for you."

"You bitch, you’re tricking me!"

"How dare you! Even our Young Madam you dare to insult."

Old Chen made his move, pressing his head hard against the gambling table.

Young Master Qian continued to curse loudly: "I have no money, if you have the guts, kill me."

Smack!

A sharp fruit knife was stabbed one centimeter in front of him, almost touching his nose bridge. Young Master Qian trembled all over with fear.

Old Chen said fiercely, "Do you really want to die?"

Young Master Qian cried out in fear, "I... I’ll write the IOU!"

Compared to eight hundred million, his life was more important.

Young Master Qian stumbled through writing an IOU and pressed his fingerprint into it.

Only then did Old Chen let him go, and he ran away immediately.

"Young Madam, the IOU." Old Chen handed the IOU to Qiao Xi.

Qiao Xi took it and slipped it into her pocket, "Let’s go home."

She extended her hand to support Xu Yunye, asking, "Are you okay? I’ll tend to your wounds when we get home." His knees were grazed, but fortunately, the bleeding had stopped.

Xu Yunye felt as if a fire had been lit in his chest.

Going home?

A very satisfied smile appeared on the corners of his lips: "Okay, take care of me when we get home."

Old Chen reached out to support Xu Yunye’s arm, "Young Madam, let me help. Besides, look over there..."

Qiao Xi followed Old Chen’s pointing direction and saw the Rolls-Royce that Huo Xingzhou had driven away.

The car window was down.

The man’s stern side profile was visible as he worked on a laptop.

She didn’t know when he had arrived.

Nor how long he had waited.

Qiao Xi’s lips uncontrollably curled up, her eyes twinkling like stars. She ran over with light steps, her soft voice ringing out: "Huo Xingzhou!"

Sweet as honey.

Even through the car window, standing in front of him, she asked breathlessly, "How did you get here?"

The man turned his head and looked her up and down before he felt at ease, and said, "I came to see what our family’s Little Divine Doctor looks like when showing off her divine prowess. I heard you cleared out a batch of the Huo Family’s bodyguards to rush over."

Qiao Xi felt a bit embarrassed by his words: "Then when did you arrive? Did you see everything?"

Huo Xingzhou put the laptop aside, his long, straight legs casually bent as he said: "From when you started collecting debts."

His voice carried an extremely enticing laughter as he spoke.

Embarrassing to hear.

Qiao Xi’s ears heated up: "Do you think I went too far?"

She used to be very measured in her actions and would never push things too far. But whenever she thought of her grandmother, she didn’t want to let off those who abetted evil.

A calm storm was in the depths of Huo Xingzhou’s eyes, reflecting only her anxious silhouette.

He said very seriously, "Qiao Xi, I’m very relieved."

These are the roses he nurtured by his own hand, that finally grew thorns.

Anyone who tries to touch her will have to think twice — lest they want their fingers bleeding profusely.

Qiao Xi looked at him as his smile slowly surfaced, radiant and bright.

Her heart felt instantly lighter!

She could disregard what others think of her, but she dearly wished to always be beautiful in his eyes!

"Get in the car."

Huo Xingzhou said softly.

Qiao Xi obediently nodded.

Old Chen, helping the injured Xu Yunye, approached the Rolls Royce and said with difficulty, "Young Master, Young Madam. The second young master Xu wants to ride in the same car as you."

Xu Yunye, dressed in a tight motorcycle suit, looked rebelliously handsome, but somehow he had a feminine charm.

Carrying a certain delicacy, especially those eyes resembling Qiao Xi’s.

At this moment, he pressed his lips tightly together and frowned as he looked at Qiao Xi.

Qiao Xi immediately opened the car door to let him in.

Huo Xingzhou’s eyes flashed with a dark shade, and the smile on his face also gradually faded.

Seeing this, Old Chen took the driver’s seat. He sent the original driver to drive for Young Master Sun and to return the electric scooter as well.

Inside the Rolls Royce.

Backseat.

Qiao Xi sat in the middle, Huo Xingzhou to her left, Xu Yunye to her right.

At first, she didn’t find it odd, but once the car started moving, the silence inside was exceptional.

The atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

Feeling like something should be said.

But Qiao Xi couldn’t find any topic and could only silently pray that they would arrive home soon.

She thought she should have let Young Master Sun get in the car as well, with him there, there would never be a dull moment.

Old Chen seemed to have noticed her discomfort.

He chose a less-traveled, quiet road and raced all the way back to the villa district.

Qiao Xi finally breathed a sigh of relief when the car stopped.

"Young Master Xu, let me help you out of the car."

Old Chen assisted Xu Yunye out of the car, where the pain from his wound became somewhat unbearable as the adrenaline wore off.

Qiao Xi followed Huo Xingzhou out of the car from the other side, and the man touched her soft hair saying, "I still have some things to deal with upstairs, we’ll talk properly when you are back in your room."

"Mhm."

Qiao Xi was thinking of treating Xu Yunye’s injuries, worrying that she might neglect Huo Xingzhou.

She wondered if it was her overthinking, but she felt as though Huo Xingzhou was somewhat unhappy during the ride.

She would ask him when they went to bed.

...

Ten minutes later.

The living room was bustling.

Young Master Sun lay sprawled on the sofa, his gaze fixated on Xu Yunye.

While Old Chen had retrieved the medical kit and began preparing ointment to apply to Young Master Sun’s swollen bruises.

"Wow!"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch!"

Sun Weimeng let out screams like a pig being slaughtered!

"Old Chen, be gentle!" he cried, tears, and snot streaming down his face as he wailed.

"Young Master Sun, I’ve been very gentle already. Just bear with it for a bit. You didn’t cry out in pain all night despite your roars," Old Chen said while continuing his "slaughter".

Meanwhile, Qiao Xi carefully snipped away Xu Yunye’s blood-stained trousers with a pair of scissors.

Only then did she see that his entire leg was scraped, with the knee particularly gruesome, covered in semi-coagulated blood.

A chilling sight!

Qiao Xi’s eyes reddened, feeling somewhat guilty inside.

How could she have delayed so long.

Xu Yunye reached out, imitating Huo Xingzhou’s gestures, clumsily stroked her head and said, "It doesn’t hurt."