Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him-Chapter 210 - Kissing Her Losing Control
Chapter 210: Chapter 210: Kissing Her, Losing Control
Chapter 210: Chapter 210: Kissing Her, Losing Control
She headed to the second floor, and Zhou Yu, with sharp eyes, saw her
“You’re finally here,” Zhou Yu said as he pulled her forward. “I really couldn’t stop him. I thought about it, and in the whole Haicheng besides his mother, he only listens to you.”
Qiao Xi pursed her lips, anxiety rising in her almond-shaped eyes.
“Did he… say why?” Qiao Xi somewhat doubted, wondering if her abrupt decision to ask for a divorce had genuinely hurt him.
But their irreconcilable issue remained unresolved.
“He didn’t say.”
Zhou Yu pretended not to know and tentatively asked, “What happened between you two? Why did he…”
Qiao Xi didn’t say much.
Zhou Yu sighed and said, “Never mind, you two resolve your emotional issues yourselves. He’s inside, take him with you.”
Zhou Yu opened the private room door, and a strong smell of alcohol rushed out.
There were many empty wine bottles on the coffee table.
The tall man was leaning on the sofa with his eyes tightly shut. He wore a white shirt, and his pale face was faintly flushed. Young Master Sun’s eyes widened when he saw Qiao Xi.
He looked at Zhou Yu and couldn’t help but admire how clever it was!
Zhou Yu as an ally added, “Today, as soon as he arrived, he beat Xiang Huai half to death, then started drinking sulkily with us.”
Young Master Sun exaggerated even more, “Yeah! Xiang Huai was crying for his parents—it was miserable! We were all stunned. It turns out that Haicheng’s Young Master Huo is dignified and steady, but he fights even more expertly than us!”
Qiao Xi incredulously said, “He… he actually hit someone?”
He had hit Xiang Huai!
For what reason, she knew very well in her heart.
Xiang Huai was the real murderer who had killed Granny Qiao. He asked her to wait until Tianyuan Group could establish itself firmly in the Imperial Capital to first take action against the Xiang Family.
Yet, he didn’t wait and rushed over to beat up Xiang Huai.
Qiao Xi was very worried, “He hit someone, won’t the other party pursue it? What if…”
She couldn’t imagine what would happen if Huo Xingzhou, so upright and honest, ended up with a criminal record.
Her heart ached intricately, wanting to embrace him impulsively and tell him she liked him so much, she couldn’t bear to divorce him.
“The Xiang family won’t pursue it. It’s not like he killed anyone. They are at fault here, and Xiang Huai only has flesh wounds. No one will testify for him, and there’s no evidence that it was Huo Er who did it.”
Who would dare say!
Xiang Huai could only suffer in silence.
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“Fairy, why do you want to divorce Huo Er… sniff sniff…”
Sun Weimeng was about to ask, but Zhou Yu covered his mouth in one move.
Zhou Yu frowned, signaling him to keep quiet!
“Qiao Xi, let’s help Xingzhou into your car. Old Chen has gone out, and none of us are available to send him back,” Zhou Yu was carefully creating an opportunity for them.
Qiao Xi nodded.
“Sun Weimeng, come.”
“Oh.”
Sun Weimeng felt uncomfortable with things bottled up inside.
He really wanted to know why the two were getting a divorce; they obviously cared for each other.
Zhou Yu and Sun Weimeng, one on each side, helped Huo Xingzhou into the car.
Sun Weimeng asked, “Do you drive steadily? Just got your license, so be careful. Usually, it’s the passenger side that gets into accidents.” He glanced at Huo Xingzhou, who was dozing in the passenger seat, and spoke softly.
“I’ll be careful. Thanks for tonight,” Qiao Xi said with a tight face.
Obviously, driving was indeed a challenge for her.
“Be careful on the road.”
“Qiao Xi, Xingzhou is a good man. He has always been calm and composed since childhood, unflustered by changes. This is the first time I’ve seen him drinking to the point of losing control and hitting someone,” Zhou Yu seriously said as he looked at her.
Qiao Xi’s throat felt sour.
She bit her red lips, her eyes misty as she said, “I’ll head back first.”
She sat in the driver’s seat, placed both hands on the steering wheel, and pressed on the accelerator, slowly driving the car away.
Sun Weimeng and Zhou Yu watched as the car drove further and further away.
Sun Weimeng said in a playful, teasing tone, “Does that speed even reach twenty miles per hour? How long will it take her to get home, Zhou Yu? Why did you stop me from asking earlier, don’t you want to know why they are getting divorced? I can’t believe Qiao Xi is someone who would easily misplace her anger.”
Granny Qiao had died, and while she was grieving, she wouldn’t blame Huo Xingzhou.
There must be more to the story.
Zhou Yu gave him a look and said, “Do you think Huo Xingzhou doesn’t know?”
The little rabbit that reached his hands, how could he easily let her escape?
Sun Weimeng glared with wide eyes, “You business people have really dirty hearts! Is this what you call the ‘bitter meat’ trick?”
Zhou Yu chuckled lightly and said, “There’s even a ‘beauty trap’ coming up.”
…
The night was rich.
Dark clouds covered the moonlight, making the streetlight’s illumination softer.
Qiao Xi drove with tensed nerves all the way home. She turned off the engine and looked at the man sleeping in the passenger seat.
The light inside the car cast a side profile, enveloping his stern face.
Qiao Xi quietly watched him.
His eyelashes were long and thick.
His nose was high-bridged, his thin lips appealing.
Qiao Xi’s gaze fell on the back of his hand, where the pale skin was scratched up and the blood marks were exceptionally conspicuous.
He was hurt.
It must have happened during his fight with Xiang Huai.
She could barely imagine what Huo Xingzhou looked like while hitting someone.
He actually hit someone?
Qiao Xi just watched him, brewing an endless sadness deep inside her heart.
“Mr. Huo, I’m sorry.”
She slowly leaned over, her lips brushing lightly against his thin lips, mingling with a shallow scent of alcohol.
His breath was warm.
The man opened his eyes, his strong palm tightening around her wrist and pulling her to him.
A passionate kiss engulfed her.
“Huo…”
“Qiao Xi, is this what you call the relationship between a creditor and a debtor?”
He pressed a button on the car seat to recline the backrest, pinning her beneath him in a tangled caress.
There was a faint red pulling at the corners of his eyes, making his eye sockets appear deeper.
Qiao Xi’s rhythm was utterly disrupted by his fierce kisses, unable to resist.
She could only let him take what he wanted.
The once celebrated gentleman of Haicheng, polite and upright, ultimately lost his composure over her.
Qiao Xi’s chest heaved, her cheeks flushed.
She felt as if there was nowhere to lean, her hands gripping tightly onto his arms. All she could see was his pale skin and the enticing red mole on his neck.
There was a faint taste of alcohol in her mouth, as if she had been drinking too.
Dizzy from intoxication.
Clothes scattered.
His throat moved, his pulse racing, desire peaking.
Yet he would not grant Qiao Xi quick relief, making her endure the struggle, dominated by lust. He lowered his head, biting into her round, pale shoulder.
“Mr. Huo, I want…”
Her voice trembled, almost pleading.
His voice was hoarse, the corners of his eyes red as he asked, “Want what?”
That mention of divorce had truly hurt, making him unable to resist punishing her.
To hit her, he couldn’t bring himself to do it.
To scold her, he was unwilling.
His hand caressed the back of her hand, his callouses brushing against her tender skin.
Qiao Xi trembled violently, unable to resist seeking a release. She knew she had already asked for a divorce, had no right to ask for more. But the man was vile, deliberately stirring up her emotions.
Leaving her hanging, miserably uncomfortable!
The man’s hands then pressed down on her shoulders, his tone slightly authoritative: “No.”
“Qiao Xi, you know what I want to hear.”
He slightly withdrew, never granting her the relief she sought.
