Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him-Chapter 219 - You Dont Have to Forgive Him
Chapter 219: Chapter 219: You Don’t Have to Forgive Him
Chapter 219: Chapter 219: You Don’t Have to Forgive Him
Huo Xingzhou was the first to get out of the car.
Qiao Xi followed him silently. One after the other, they entered the house, and Qiao Xi quickly realized the people seated in the living room were aware of her divorce intention.
The whole family knew she had brought up the topic of divorce.
“Qiao Xi, come sit down. Aunt Qian, bring over the cassava sweet soup you’ve stewed.” Du Juan called out warmly as she pulled Qiao Xi to sit next to her.
Her manner was very friendly, as though she wanted to lift Qiao Xi up to the heavens.
“Sister-in-law, you must be tired? I’ll take you to the wellness spa for a SPA tomorrow.” Huo Sijiao said while placing a plate of Sunshine Roses in front of her, “Eat some fruit, I remember sister-in-law loves this.”
She smiled broadly with a hint of ingratiating themselves.
They completely disregarded Huo Xingzhou in their gaze.
Huo Xingzhou sat on the other side of the sofa, and Huo Jiancheng glanced at him, feeling a strange sense of balance in his heart.
It seemed he wasn’t the only one being snubbed.
“Young Madam, the cassava balls sweet soup is ready.” Aunt Qian walked to Qiao Xi with a porcelain bowl and also placed a glass of honey water in front of Huo Xingzhou.
“Young master, drinking honey water is good for the stomach.”
After drinking alcohol, it was best to drink a cup of honey water, which would feel much more comfortable.
Qiao Xi took the porcelain bowl and said, “Thank you, Aunt Qian.”
“We’re family, no need for politeness.” Aunt Qian cheerily said, “Young Madam, please try it. You must be hungry since you haven’t had dinner. I’ll go to the kitchen and cook a couple of dishes, just bear with it a little longer.”
Qiao Xi tasted the sweet soup, her eyes sweeping over Huo Xingzhou, who was sitting across from her.
She felt a bit at a loss, not knowing what would happen next or how to react.
The soft, sweet cassava broke between her lips, a sweetness sliding down her throat, bringing her slight relief.
Du Juan looked at her and said, “Qiao Xi, there’s something we need to apologize for. Your father-in-law has mush for brains, his actions are improper. We’ve already learned about the stupid thing he did!”
She glared at Huo Jiancheng with a look of frustration.
Surprise flickered in Qiao Xi’s eyes as she looked at the man whose hands rested on the edge of the sofa, realizing his expression hadn’t changed at all.
Mr. Huo also had known about that agreement all along?
Was everything at the Civil Affairs Bureau merely toying with her?
What was he truly thinking?
In an instant, many thoughts raced through Qiao Xi’s mind.
She had been too impulsive in asking for a divorce!
“Sister-in-law, I also know the content of that agreement. My brother said he can handle it, but I found a loophole too. The agreement mentions a marriage alliance between the Xu Family and the second house of the Huo Family, and I am from the second house too! If need be, I could marry Xu Xiuyuan or Xu Yunye, and you and my brother wouldn’t need to divorce.”
Huo Sijiao spoke unabashedly.
“Jiaojiao, you don’t need to sacrifice your own happiness.”
Looking at her, Qiao Xi said with a heavy heart.
“Sister-in-law, I only acknowledge you as my sister-in-law. Who cares about Xu Xingluo? Please don’t divorce my brother. Although he is high and mighty and cold in demeanor, he’s a good husband.”
Huo Sijiao continued to avidly speak well of Huo Xingzhou, “My brother and my dad are absolutely not the same!”
Huo Jiancheng felt as if he had been shot in the chest.
He held no status in this family anymore, even the family’s poodle was more esteemed than he.
“Qiao Xi.”
Huo Jiancheng spoke awkwardly, “I apologize to you. To ease my own heart, I used you as a scapegoat. I take back those words, and you and Xingzhou should live well together. From now on, we elders will absolutely not interfere.”
Hearing his words, Qiao Xi couldn’t let go so easily.
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Words spoken and deeds done are like knives that stab the heart. Even when pulled out, they leave behind scars of hurt.
She had already formed a prejudice against Huo Jiancheng.
Understanding her predicament, Du Juan said, “Qiao Xi, you don’t have to forgive him. Just treat him as a fart and let it go.”
Qiao Xi’s lips curved into a smile, amused by her.
“Sister-in-law, you and my brother must really take good care of each other,” she said.
Huo Sijiao looked at her expectantly, “Tomorrow I’ll take you out to unwind.”
Qiao Xi nodded.
Du Juan stood up and said, “Qiao Xi, becoming husband and wife requires a great deal of luck. Your marrying into our family is destiny. So I hope you will treat this marriage well.”
“We’ll leave first, you and your husband should hurry and have your dinner,” she added.
She intentionally gave them some space.
Now that things were explained, it was up to Qiao Xi to decide.
Anyway, their branch of the family would definitely not force the young couple to divorce. That agreement meant nothing.
Qiao Xi stood up and said, “Mom, let me see you out.”
“Okay,” Du Juan responded.
Hearing Qiao Xi still willing to call her “Mom” pleased Du Juan greatly.
“Sister-in-law, tomorrow I’ll show you the glitz and glamour of the world,” said Huo Sijiao.
Du Juan glanced at her and said, “Your sister-in-law and you are different, you’re the one who loves to play around the most.”
“Mom,” Huo Sijiao whined, “give me some face in front of my sister-in-law.”
“Alright, hurry up and get in the car. Qiao Xi, you don’t need to send us off. Xingzhou is inside waiting for you to have dinner.”
“Goodbye,” she said.
Qiao Xi waved her hand, sending the family of three off.
She took a deep breath and turned back into the villa.
The spacious living room suddenly felt much quieter; Huo Xingzhou was no longer on the sofa.
Aunt Qian brought the pork rib soup to the table and called out, “Young Madam, I’ve skimmed the fat off this pork rib soup. Should I serve you a bowl?”
“Thank you, Aunt Qian.”
Qiao Xi wasn’t much hungry but couldn’t help asking, “Where has Mr. Huo gone?”
“The young master said he wasn’t hungry and went to the study to handle some work. He’s been very busy lately. Old Chen said he rushed back from a wine reception this afternoon and drank quite a bit. He looked very pale; I’m very worried.”
Aunt Qian deliberately said, “Young Madam, the young master used to entertain a lot. His stomach has always been very weak, sometimes he doesn’t eat on time. He has been hospitalized for stomach issues before.”
A look of concern appeared in Qiao Xi’s eyes.
He had suffered a car accident and his body indeed needed good care. She had repeatedly admonished him not to drink too much, but business dealings were ultimately inevitable.
Aunt Qian suggested, “Shall I serve some soup for you to bring up to him?”
Qiao Xi hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Sooner or later, she would have to face Mr. Huo.
She carried a bowl of pork rib soup and a stack of yam pastries upstairs, gently knocked on the door of Huo Xingzhou’s study.
There was no response from inside.
Qiao Xi pursed her lips, thinking he might be angry with her.
“Mr. Huo, Aunt Qian asked me to bring you something to eat. May I come in?” she asked.
There was a faint sound from inside the room.
Qiao Xi waited a while, then thought it over and pushed the door open and entered.
The man sitting at the desk held his left abdomen with one hand; sweat dampened the stray hairs on his forehead. His eyelashes glistened, intensifying the darkness in his eyes. His face was pale, his thin lips tightly pressed as he endured the pain.
“Mr. Huo, what’s wrong?” Qiao Xi quickly set down the tray and moved to his side, grabbing his wrist to check his pulse.
Huo Xingzhou moved away from her touch, very aloof.
