Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him
Chapter 493: Qiao Xi, Fortunate by Association with You

Chapter 493: Chapter 493: Qiao Xi, Fortunate by Association with You

Qiao Xi took out the debt note from her pocket and placed it in Huo Xingzhou’s palm.

"Here, it’s for you."

Her eyes, brimming like pools of water, looked at Huo Xingzhou with anticipation, waiting for his reaction. Her little face was radiant with pride, as if she was seeking credit.

Huo Xingzhou’s fingers twirled the corners of the debt note, and as he caressed it, he said, "You’re giving it to me?"

"Mhm, it’s all yours. It was bet with your funds after all, so the money won should also be yours," Qiao Xi said with an open heart.

Though she lived a hard life as a child, she wasn’t the type to be obsessed with money.

She couldn’t bear to spend too much on daily expenses, but when it came to giving away such a large sum of money, she didn’t even blink.

Huo Xingzhou gazed deeply into her eyes, his look affectionate, "You’re not keeping it as your secret stash? This amount isn’t small, and if I remember correctly, you only have a few hundred thousand in your account."

And that few hundred thousand was the hard-earned money saved from medical treatment fees.

"You gave it to me, so I’ll accept it," Qiao Xi’s gentle voice resonated as she leaned into his embrace, "But you’ll have to collect this money yourself. The Qian Family is the Lu Family’s largest medicinal material supplier; they are birds of a feather. It’s still uncertain whether the money can be recovered or not."

"I’ll have Old Chen go and collect the debt. He’ll be able to get it back."

Qiao Xi nodded in relief, "That’s good. We can’t let any of the money we’re owed go unclaimed."

Huo Xingzhou’s lips lightly brushed her cheek, "I once said that you’re my lucky star, always there to protect me."

With an investment of one billion, she pried away seven billion from the Qian Family’s funds.

Normally, seven billion would mean little to Huo Xingzhou, but as Tianyuan Group’s liquid assets had all been secretly transferred to plot the manipulation of Xiang Group’s stock price, the seven billion had become especially important at that moment.

It was like sending charcoal in snowy weather.

Qiao Xi looked at him, puzzled.

Why bring up lucky stars again?

But the man took the opportunity to scoop her up and walked towards the master bedroom’s big bed.

Qiao Xi’s throat tightened, "Huo Xingzhou... we haven’t had our late-night snack yet."

The man stated, "I don’t need two late-night snacks."

Qiao Xi felt her whole body wobble as she was placed on the soft, large bed.

Within her field of vision, the man casually pulled off his tie and threw it aside, then took off his suit jacket. His fingers landed on his white shirt collar, unfastening the shirt buttons.

Qiao Xi felt nervous, her voice softening, "We had an agreement, you need to recuperate and we can’t share a bed during this time. You promised me, why go back on your word now?"

The man’s shirt hung loosely on his body as he leaned down and his thin lips pecked at the corner of hers, his voice tempting.

"I’m not sharing a bed with you, I’m just sharing a bit of your good fortune."

Qiao Xi instinctively reached out to block him.

Huo Xingzhou stretched out his hand and pinned her wrists beside the pillow, in an embrace of languid tenderness.

"Stop... it tickles." Drops of moisture shimmered in Qiao Xi’s clear eyes as she couldn’t help laughing and pleading.

His disheveled hair brushed over her neck, leaving only a tingling itch behind.

"Huo Xingzhou!"

Qiao Xi was teased until her eyes rimmed red.

Huo Xingzhou lifted his head, "Shall we take a bath together?"

Qiao Xi bit her lip, considering refusal but knowing his personality, she nodded ever so lightly.

As he had said,

Young and robust, the body recovers quickly. His blocked meridians were just a temporary issue, a good rest and care for a day or two would rejuvenate his vitality.

Her voice was very low, "The bath... shouldn’t be too long."

"Okay."

Huo Xingzhou pulled her up and they walked towards the bathroom together.

After all, when deeply immersed in a sea of love, who could pay attention to time?

But he would know moderation.

As Young Master Sun once famously said, a little enjoyment enhances the mood, but excessive indulgence harms the body.

Sometimes, moderation can lead to better sleep quality and prevent a wandering mind.

...

The next morning.

Imperial Capital City Hospital’s high-end inpatient department.

In the corridor.

Lu Yingxue, wearing an embroidered, vintage white dress, comforted the middle-aged woman crying softly in front of her.

"Auntie, please stop crying."

Lu Yan’s mother, Cheng Taohua, cried until her eyes were swollen like walnuts: "My dear son, his right leg is ruined! The doctor said he will have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. How can I not be upset? Yingxue, that wench from Haicheng could cure Huo Xingzhou, so you can heal your cousin too, right?"

She looked at Lu Yingxue with hope.

Lu Yingxue felt somewhat irritated inside, but patiently reasoned with her: "Lu Yan’s injuries are too severe, it’s not the same as Huo Xingzhou! I can’t heal him, traditional Chinese medicine isn’t omnipotent."

The middle-aged woman cried bitterly: "Then what should we do? My child! His father died early, leaving just us, a widow and an orphan. The Heavens are trying to rip out my heart! Yingxue, don’t forget who your uncle died for!"

Lu Yingxue felt some resentment in her heart as her aunt dredged up the past.

"Auntie, you’ve been outside the operating room all night. You should go back first. I’ll watch over things here. It would also be good for you to bring back some daily necessities and nourishing soups for Lu Yan."

"Yingxue."

Cheng Taohua clutched her hands tightly, "Lu Yan always listens to you the most, his cousin. You must persuade him well. With such pride and arrogance, he definitely won’t be able to accept this."

Lu Yingxue nodded: "Don’t worry, auntie. Hurry on back, I have asked the driver to wait for you outside."

Sometimes, hatred is the best catalyst, isn’t it?

"Yingxue, our family is relying on you. You must win over that girl at the needle trial competition, so she can also taste this pain!"

"I understand."

After Cheng Taohua repeatedly instructed and entrusted these matters, she finally left reluctantly.

Lu Yingxue retracted her gaze from the end of the corridor and gently pushed open the door to the luxurious ward.

Lu Yan on the hospital bed had his eyes tightly closed, his face deathly pale, clearly due to excessive blood loss. After a night of surgery, he was very weak from the anesthesia.

Lu Yingxue saw his eyelashes flutter, and there seemed to be tear stains on the corners of his eyes.

She stood by the bed, her voice extremely calm: "Stop pretending to sleep. You heard everything I said to auntie just now, right?"

Lu Yan slowly opened his eyes, which were a deep shade of bloodshot red.

After the anesthesia, it was pain that had awakened him.

His throat was rough as if it had been scraped by coarse sand, gratingly harsh: "My right leg... is it really ruined?"

Lu Yingxue bent over to pour him a cup of warm water: "It has lost most of its functions, after surgery it can only serve a decorative, aesthetic purpose. If the wounds worsen, there might be a need to amp—" amputate.

Before Lu Yingxue could finish, Lu Yan grabbed the needles on his body and yanked them out like mad.

The fruit basket, thermos and glasses on the bedside table were all smashed to the ground, shattering into pieces.

He howled, emitting a wail like that of a wild beast.

"I am ruined!"

"I’ve become a useless person! How can I ride a motorbike if I can’t even walk properly!"

It was apparent that he truly loved heavy motorcycles, otherwise, he wouldn’t have personally funded the establishment of a club.

Lu Yingxue stood aside, watching him go mad, and said coldly: "Medical technology is quite advanced these days, you’ve only lost your right leg. After fitting a prosthetic and getting used to it, there won’t be too much difference in appearance from a normal person."

"It’s not the same!"

Lu Yan roared in utter despair, "You don’t understand what I have truly lost! I’d rather be dead than like this!"

It was a sense of superiority from being high above!

His arrogance and domineering nature.

Just thinking of how many people in Imperial Capital were waiting to mock him, Lu Yan felt an impulsive urge to die.

He staggered to his feet, dragging his painfully crippled body, and relying on his intact left leg, he swiftly pushed open the balcony door.

Just one leap over the railing from the twentieth floor.

Everything would come to an end!

Lu Yingxue crossed her arms and stood aside, her ethereal and refined face remained undisturbed, and she didn’t even think about stopping him from seeking death.

Her willow-shaped eyes were classical and cold, slender and long. Lacking the enchantment and nobility of phoenix eyes, they were like white lotuses on a high mountain, devoid of warmth at their depths.

A useless member to the Lu Family naturally did not deserve to live.

After all, they were only cousins without a blood relation.

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