Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him
Chapter 695: His Little Thoughts

Chapter 695: Chapter 695: His Little Thoughts

The Thirteen Bay docks in the Imperial Capital was bustling tonight.

Waves of forces arrived one after another, with police raids in between.

And on the vast sea, that luxury yacht was surrounded by speedboats.

Qiao Xi went in and out a few times midway, also feeding Zhong Yi some water.

She didn’t dare to slack off, checking Zhong Yi’s pulse every few minutes. She could feel his body becoming increasingly weak, and the most deadly thing was he was running a fever.

Qiao Xi’s hands and feet were cold.

There were constant noises on the deck outside, and finally, Old Chen had locked the hall door, warning her not to come out.

Qiao Xi looked at the scene outside the glass window, feeling a tense standoff.

She didn’t know how much longer they could hold out.

She clutched a long needle in her hand, vigilantly guarding Zhong Yi’s side.

Outside, Wan Jiang and Old Chen were under great pressure, with continuous sounds of fighting.

"Assistant Wan, I never thought you were so good at martial arts!"

"You’re not bad either! Following the young master, you must have some skills." Wan Jiang kicked a person climbing onto the deck back down.

Old Chen had handed over the helm to the former captain and was still holding on with his skills.

The other side, seeing so much time had been delayed, was also anxious.

These people were originally desperadoes, but they feared exposure if time dragged on. Failing to kill with one strike initially, they felt uneasy.

Having wasted so much time now, it seemed they needed to end this quickly.

Then exit the border from Thirteen Bay docks.

"Quick!"

"Get on the ship quickly to check Zhong Yi’s condition. If he’s not dead, finish him off. The agreed time is almost here, we need to leave quickly!"

"All together! They don’t have enough people to stop us!"

This vast sea, a few deaths would be nothing.

Thrown into the sea, no one would know where the currents might take them, leaving no trace.

But—

A rumble came from the air.

Four or five helicopters hovered in midair, stirring waves.

Ropes were lowered, and numerous bodyguards descended onto the deck.

Old Chen’s face lit up with joy, "Our Huo Family is here! Let’s see if I don’t twist these little brats’ heads off and use them as footballs today!"

Wan Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, exhaustion finally upon him.

At last, the rescue had arrived!

The opponents, seeing so many people, were momentarily at a loss.

Retreat, it seemed a bit unwilling.

But to continue fighting, they couldn’t win!

The most troublesome was the reinforcements—it meant the risk of exposure!

In the distance, a small yacht approached, its intent hostile.

"Go! Leave the border immediately!"

The leading person finally gave such an order.

As long as they were abroad, there wouldn’t be any issues.

Family feuds and murder such grave matters couldn’t be exposed!

Those speedboats quickly disappeared across the sea. Old Chen and Wan Jiang, exhausted, sat on the deck, exchanged glances, and laughed heartily.

Old Chen pointed at the small yacht on the sea, "That’s... our young master has come!"

Wan Jiang’s smile gradually faded, softly saying, "Yes, we’re safe."

He watched the yacht get closer, the man standing on the deck exceptionally handsome.

He was still dressed in a very formal banquet suit, his body tall and trim. A lingering chill surrounded him, sending shivers down one’s spine at the sight of him.

The yacht finally approached.

Huo Xingzhou boarded the luxury yacht.

Old Chen respectfully called out, "Young Master."

Huo Xingzhou’s brow was furrowed, his eyes piercing like a hawk’s as he looked at Wan Jiang.

Wan Jiang was chilled to the bone under his gaze, choking out a sound, "President Huo."

Huo Xingzhou walked to his side, his gaze faint and cold.

His voice was icy, "Was it your idea to call Qiao Xi?"

Just this one sentence.

The aura almost made Wan Jiang kneel.

"Answer me."

Wan Jiang’s voice was as soft as a mosquito’s, "Yes."

"Didn’t you eat?" Huo Xingzhou’s tone was calm, yet hid a hint of danger.

Wan Jiang swallowed, "I really didn’t eat dinner tonight. But... President Huo, one should take responsibility for their actions. It was indeed my idea, our Young Master Zhong didn’t want Miss Qiao involved. I avoided Young Master Zhong to call Miss Qiao."

Huo Xingzhou’s eyes were cold, "Why didn’t you think of calling me?"

"I... I..." Wan Jiang stuttered.

In front of Huo Xingzhou, it was really hard to express those dark thoughts.

Huo Xingzhou snorted coldly and said, "Because you thought calling me wouldn’t help, right? You thought Qiao Xi would definitely go, because you knew that secret."

"No... I didn’t tell Miss Qiao about that secret, but she..."

She seemed to know the young master’s identity all along.

Wan Jiang felt the night was in chaos, and his brain couldn’t handle it.

"Wan Jiang, your little schemes can’t deceive me."

"I’m sorry."

Wan Jiang bowed his head and said softly, "President Huo, I used Miss Qiao. Because I thought if she came, you would definitely come. If she didn’t let me make the call, I would secretly call you. You wouldn’t leave her alone."

So he called Qiao Xi first.

This was the only way to ensure success.

If he called Huo Xingzhou, all these plans might not succeed.

Wan Jiang had been by Zhong Yi’s side for so long, he had some smarts.

"President Huo, I had no other choice. As long as Zhong Yi could be saved, I was willing to do anything! If he died, I wouldn’t end well either. If you want to punish me, I won’t utter a single complaint."

Wan Jiang’s words were sincere and from the heart.

A hint of displeasure flashed in Huo Xingzhou’s eyes, "Where is Qiao Xi?"

"Miss Qiao is inside... taking care of our Young Master Zhong." His voice was getting softer, always feeling that the chill around Huo Xingzhou was about to solidify.

Huo Xingzhou ignored him, striding inside.

Pushing open the door to the interior of the yacht, the sea breeze mixed with cold air blew in.

He saw Qiao Xi at once in the hall taking care of Zhong Yi. Her dress was stained with blood, looking utterly disheveled.

She still held a cotton swab dipped in water,

The cold wind swept in, and she shivered slightly.

Huo Xingzhou’s expression grew even more grim, the agitation inside him almost overflowing.

He took off his suit jacket, quickly strode to Qiao Xi’s side, and draped it over her.

Immediately, those eyes looked at the half-dead, unconscious Zhong Yi.

He gave a cold laugh.

Qiao Xi pursed her dry lips, wrapped in his jacket, stood up, and looked at him.

Inside her, there was always a bit of unease and guilt.

A thousand tangled thoughts rose, yet she didn’t know where to start.

The suit jacket carried the faint cold scent and warmth left by him. She inhaled, that familiar scent penetrating her nostrils.

A sourness, a kind of urge to cry.

"Husband."

Her voice was soft and slightly hoarse, her eyes brimming with moisture as she looked at him and called out.

Search the lightnovelworld.cc website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.