Chapter 607 Unconcealable Jealousy
Huo Xingzhou narrowed his eyes slightly, and his clenched fists loosened. He looked at him coldly: "Clean up your mess and don't bring danger to her. Otherwise, I don't mind being your enemy."
"We've never been friends, allies at best. It's quite fun to be an opponent with someone like you."
Zhong Yi's lips are pale, but her eyes are even deeper.
Not willing to be outdone, she stared at him.
"Huo Xingzhou, she just gave me acupuncture, and you're jealous. If you knew everything about our past, wouldn't you be jealous to the point of going crazy?"
Huo Xingzhou's handsome face was cold and filled with chilliness.
"Zhong Yi, aren't you jealous to the point of going crazy when you say these things? After all, I'm married to her. We sleep in the same bed every night. Now you are just a stranger to her who you've met a few times."
Huo Xingzhou looked at his disheveled appearance and said, "I'll leave the room for you to tidy up. Look in the mirror and see the jealousy on your face that you can't hide."
He glanced at him with a look of contempt and arrogance, then left the room.
Zhong Yi stood there, thinking about his words.
Unable to conceal jealousy?
He would like to take a look.
He shuffled into the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror, and sure enough, his eyes were filled with jealousy.
He still refused to give in!
The more reality pushes you to do something unwillingly, the more obvious your unwillingness becomes.
If he had a choice, he would not leave Moon Village and would not be favored by the Zhong family in the imperial capital!
And he will never marry Lu Yingxue!
Nor would he have ambiguous relationships with so many women.
Now Qiao Xi must think that he is surrounded by bad peach blossoms and is a man who flirts with everyone.
She hates people like this the most.
Zhong Yi reached out and turned on the faucet, scooped up the cold water and splashed it on his face, forcing himself to calm down.
His assistant, Wan Jiang, had appeared in the room at some point and asked cautiously, "Mr. Zhong, I'm here to bring you some clothes. Would you like to change into them first?"
Zhong Yi turned his back to him and asked, "Wan Jiang, do you think Dr. Qiao hates me?"
Wan Jiang's heart was in turmoil, and he carefully chose his words: "I don't think he hates me. Doctor Qiao has a good temper, so he probably doesn't hate anyone. But he probably hates Miss Lu very much..."
"I'm engaged to Lu Yingxue, so she'll probably hate me too. After all, Lu Yingxue is the culprit who murdered Grandma Qiao... I'm only getting engaged to her because I want the Lu family to pay the price."
Wan Jiang took a breath and quickly covered his ears.
"Mr. Zhong, what did you say? I can't hear you. Maybe I have too much earwax. I didn't hear what you just said. Please change your clothes. The engagement party is not over yet, you still have to go downstairs to entertain the guests."
He held the formal suit in his hand and handed it to Zhong Yi: "By the way, the young master has already left the hotel. He may have gone home to complain. Miss Lu is downstairs entertaining people alone. She must have stayed because she was patient with what happened today."
Marriage is originally a combination of interests.
Zhong Yi took the clothes and changed them one by one in front of him: "Of course she won't leave. Lu Yingxue is the most realistic woman in the capital."
He buttoned up his shirt and put on a black blazer.
I glanced in the mirror and felt unsatisfied.
Wan Jiang coaxed, "Very handsome! You look good in anything you wear."
"Wanjiang."
"arrive!"
Zhong Yi bent down and picked up the wet white suit embroidered with gold butterflies on the bathroom floor and handed it to him, "Find someone to wash it for me and hang it in my closet."
"Why."
Wan Jiang didn't dare to ask.
When did Master Zhong start to cherish his clothes so much? He usually wears his formal clothes once and then throws them away.
Maybe this golden thread butterfly is too special.
He didn't dare to guess that this was the coat chosen by Dr. Qiao, which was why Mr. Zhong treasured it so much.
"Let's go."
Zhong Yi said after changing his coat.
"Okay." Wan Jiang quickly opened the door and pressed the elevator button for the fifth floor.
"Mr. Zhong, please come in. Most of the guests didn't leave. Only the eldest young master's lackeys followed him out."
"Um."
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Inside the banquet hall.
After checking Ye Ying's injuries, Qiao Xi left her room, while Huo Sijiao stayed in her room to take care of the beauty salon's first customer.
Qiao Xi lifted her skirt, took a glass of champagne from the servant's tray, and stood on the sofa on the second floor of the banquet hall.
Through the transparent glass corridor, he looked down at the crowd, while also waiting for Huo Xingzhou.
Old Chen stayed by her side, and this time he really didn't dare to leave no matter what.
The imperial capital is even more terrifying than Haicheng!
Qiao Xi took a sip of champagne, her thoughts drifting away.
The vague scar on Zhong Yi's lower back kept replaying in my mind. The location of the scar was so clever.
Qiao Xi finished the champagne without realizing it, trying to cover up her gaffe.
The servant tactfully refilled her glass.
Qiao Xi's eyes wandered over the various people in the banquet hall, like an outsider reviewing everything.
She saw Lu Yingxue smiling and socializing in the center of the banquet hall, her skirt lifted. She also heard guests passing by on the second floor say that Lu Yingxue had a noble demeanor and was very calm. Most other women would have left long ago. She was indeed the one personally selected by the old man of the Zhong family.
Qiao Xi saw that there was another woman dressed in seductive and vulgar clothes beside Lu Yingxue.
It was Xiang Mingzhu, the former eldest daughter of the Xiang family.
My cousins were talking, but I couldn't hear them clearly because we were too far away.
Qiao Xi leaned sideways on the sofa, sipping champagne unconsciously, completely emptying her mind.
And in the banquet hall.
Xiang Mingzhu looked gloomy and said gloomily, "At the engagement party, my fiancé slept with another woman. Cousin, how do you feel?"
Lu Yingxue's eyes were filled with impatience. She lowered her voice and said with a cold look, "It's better than you being abused by that fat guy. Do you think Zhong Yi will dislike you now?"
Hatred surged in Xiang Mingzhu's heart: "I didn't get Zhong's favor, and neither did you!"
"Who said that? Zhong Yi and I are an engaged couple. No matter what happens, I will always be Madam Zhong, and you are just Zhao Chang's plaything."
Lu Yingxue looked at her with contempt. "Xiang Mingzhu, you always want to compete with me, to stand out. But what can you compare me with now? Romantic affairs will be forgotten in the blink of an eye. Besides, it was Zhongyi who was plotted against today. It wasn't his intention."
"He doesn't even like you, Xiang Mingzhu, so how could he like Ye Ying?"
Lu Yingxue was in a bad mood herself, but she also said these heartbreaking words to make Xiang Mingzhu despair and collapse.
Lu Yingxue lowered her voice and sneered, "If I were you, I wouldn't be ashamed to attend the engagement party. But you deserve it for being so mean."
Xiang Mingzhu's eyes were red, and the hatred in them was about to solidify into substance: "You are the one who harmed me! It was your Lu family who tacitly allowed me to be sent to Zhao Chang's bed, so he dared to treat me so unscrupulously. Lu Yingxue, if my mother knew..."
Zhao Chang has many tricks in bed, and each one of them tramples on Xiang Mingzhu's self-esteem.
All kinds of torture.
Lu Yingxue interrupted her: "So what if she knows? Will she still care about you, the daughter of a rapist? Xiang Mingzhu, you must know why she has been staying abroad for so many years, right?"
The string in Xiang Mingzhu's mind completely broke, and she screamed heartbreakingly: "Lu Yingxue, you forced me to do this! You destroyed me! It's you!"
She looked mad.
Take out a sharp fruit knife hidden in the bag!
A cold light flashed!
The air was filled with the smell of blood.
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