Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him

Chapter 22: Chapter 22 Qiao Xi, I am a Man

“Don’t be shy, we’ve all been there.”

Du Juan said gently, holding her hand, “It’s probably because of this that Xingzhou is so eager to take his medicine and get better quickly.”

“That’s right. We can’t really let the young and beautiful Young Madam live like a widow. Once Doctor Zhuo has cured the young master, the two of you can have two babies in three years. Aunt Qian here, I want to take care of kids too.”

Aunt Qian had a very close relationship with the Huo Family, and spoke without much reservation.

Qiao Xi’s ears were buzzing, and she could hardly hear their voices. Desperately recalling that night, fragmented images flashed by, indistinguishable between reality and illusion.

The deep and urgent panting in her ears, the scorching warmth searching over her body.

...

Was it all real?

Qiao Xi stood frozen, her legs heavy as if they were filled with lead.

“Wife, it’s getting late, let’s go home,” Huo Jiancheng called out from the stairwell.

Getting to her feet, Du Juan patted Qiao Xi on the shoulder and said, “Actually, when I think about it calmly, both you and Xingzhou aren’t the impulsive type. Tonight, it was us who were impulsive.”

She too was anxious out of love for her child.

Qiao Xi shook her head, her voice light and fleeting: “No.”

“Get some good rest, we’ll be going first.”

Du Juan walked out arm in arm with Huo Jiancheng, followed by Aunt Qian seeing them out.

Outside the door.

Huo Jiancheng, eager to please, said, “The rascal has confessed to me. The medicinal pill was brought by Zhou Yu, it has nothing to do with him.”

“I know.”

Du Juan, looking weary, opened the car door.

Huo Jiancheng extended his hand, “Let me take care of that thing. I heard it’s quite potent, don’t waste it, eh?”

“Huo Jiancheng, are you courting death!”

Du Juan said angrily, her face flushing crimson.

“Anyway… It’s not the first time we’ve taken it,” he whispered, “and you were quite happy before.”

Inside the living room.

Qiao Xi patted her burning face and moved towards the stairs.

Reaching the door to Huo Xingzhou’s room, she hesitated, pacing, feeling like there was a heavy stone pressing on her heart.

“You’ve probably killed all the ants at the door by now, aren’t you coming in?” the man’s deep voice came from inside.

Qiao Xi, flustered, resigned herself to opening the door.

“Aunt Qian cleans very thoroughly, there aren’t any ants at home,” she said softly.

“It is very clean.”

Huo Xingzhou’s words carried a faint hint of complaint. @@novelbin@@

Qiao Xi walked over to the bedside and saw him already dressed in pure cotton pajamas; her gaze involuntarily shifted to his neck. The red marks were almost invisible.

“Why is your face so red?” Huo Xingzhou glanced at her nonchalantly.

“Mr. Huo,” Qiao Xi bit her lip, “I… I was drunk that day…”

As soon as she spoke, Huo Xingzhou understood. The events of that night could not be concealed.

“Huh? Little Divine Doctor, do you want to talk about the subcutaneous bruising?”

He looked at her, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.

Qiao Xi was extremely embarrassed.

“When I get drunk, I forget… Did we do anything?” she asked, her bright eyes full of shame and misty.

“Are you afraid that I took advantage of you?” Huo Xingzhou countered.

“No! Mr. Huo, I’m afraid that I did something over the top, something that made you uncomfortable,” Qiao Xi hurriedly explained.

Huo Xingzhou’s face, usually fierce and unrestrained, was filled with amusement: “Just a bit of drunken madness, a small accident. Don’t worry about it, I didn’t take it to heart.”

If he didn’t let her off the hook now, she would be utterly mortified.

How were they to interact in the future?

“Really just a drunken frenzy?” Qiao Xi confirmed, cautious and tentative.

“What else could it be, held me tight, kissed and gnawed at me, overpowered me?” Huo Xingzhou said calmly, “Qiao Xi, I am a man after all.”

He reached out and poked her forehead, “Don’t fill that little head with nonsense; we’ve signed an agreement.”

Qiao Xi breathed a sigh of relief, her face breaking into a smile.

“Hmm! We signed an agreement,” she deliberately ignored that night. Since Mr. Huo doesn’t care, what is there for her to fuss about?

The smile in Huo Xingzhou’s eyes faded, “Have you ever gotten drunk before?”

“In the countryside, I brewed a lot of medicinal alcohol. Sometimes I’d have a little.” Her alcohol tolerance was very low; she could only drink a tiny bit. It was Grandpa Cheng and…

Qiao Xi reined in her thoughts and turned to Huo Xingzhou, “I’ll treat you to some if I get the chance. Those medicinal spirits are all for replenishing qi and blood, made with top-quality herbs.”

“Hmm.”

“It’s getting late. Mr. Huo, good night.”

“Go and rest.”

Qiao Xi left the master bedroom with light steps.

Huo Xingzhou looked down and chuckled softly; he was never one to be soft-hearted, so why couldn’t he bring himself to be harsh with her?

His train of thought was interrupted by the phone on the side.

A strange number.

Huo Xingzhou slid to answer the call, and Zhou Yu’s grumbling voice came through, “Huo Er! Why have you blacklisted all my contact methods! What did I do to offend you?”

“You’ve offended my entire family.”

Huo Xingzhou was concise, hung up, and blacklisted the number.

“Huo Xingzhou, are you sick! I’m busting my ass for you…” Zhou Yu’s voice was full of grievance, but the call wouldn’t go through anymore.

“You beast, truly heartless. I won’t be your executive CEO for Tianyuan Group anymore!”

…

Late at night.

Hospital of Haicheng City, a high-end ward.

The room was in complete disarray.

“Thirty-five million! He’s mocking me!” Huo Beiting, wearing a hospital gown, paced back and forth destroying things in the room, while Su Weiwei cowered in the corner, trembling.

“Huo Xingzhou, a cripple, laughing at me! It’s all deliberate!”

Bang!

He smashed another bedside lamp.

“Beiting, don’t be angry anymore. No one knew it was fake at first,” Su Weiwei’s voice trembled as she tried to comfort him.

Huo Beiting’s eyes were full of brooding menace as he stormed towards her.

“Why wear jade! Su Weiwei, do you think you’re worthy? Are you laughing at me inside?” He yanked the jade bracelet with floating flower patterns off her wrist and threw it onto the ground.

A million turned into dust.

“No, not at all!”

Su Weiwei was terrified.

The door of the ward opened, and a nurse stood at the entrance, whispering a reminder, “Please keep quiet, other patients have already complained. You will have to compensate for these damaged items.”

“Compensate? I have plenty of money, get out!”

He was irate, looking like a madman devoid of any class.

“Well, aren’t you leaving yet!”

“Even me?” A deep voice echoed, and Huo Jianjun stood in the doorway with a cold expression, “You good-for-nothing.”

“Dad, why are you here?”

Huo Beiting relaxed his grip, his emotions in turmoil.

“Weiwei, you go home first.”

“Alright, Uncle.”

Su Weiwei hurriedly left upon hearing these words.

Huo Jianjun frowned and shut the door behind him.

“Thirty-five million makes you lose your cool? Your grandfather knows about today’s incident and is furious!” he scolded, “Idiot, once you inherit Huo Family’s assets, you’ll have countless thirty-five millions!”

“It’s all because of Huo Xingzhou! He must have known that painting was a fake!” Huo Beiting spoke maliciously, “I should’ve finished him off in that car accident last time! Who knew he could still wake up.”

Slap!

Huo Jianjun swung a slap across his face.

“I’ve said, that matter is not to be mentioned ever again!”