Chapter 21 Newlyweds, Can't Control Themselves
"How do you say that?"
The man leaned against the soft leather seat, his expression relaxed, the shimmering water in his eyes like a mountain spring under the moon.
Qiao Xi said carefully: "Mr. Huo, I think you already knew that the painting was fake."
It's just an intuition.
"How do you know? I'm not an expert in identifying cultural relics."
Qiao Xi frowned and spoke of her speculation: "You gave up decisively at the beginning, and faced Huo Beiting's humiliation with indifference. The most important thing is..."
"What is it?"
"The Mr. Huo I know is unlikely to buy a 35 million painting. It would be better for you to use that money to do something meaningful," such as establishing a foundation or making donations.
He has no interest in being pretentious, nor does he pursue fame and fortune. Instead, he is down-to-earth and has a bottom line. This is the style of a nobleman.
Huo Xingzhou approached without warning and stared into her eyes.
"The little doctor is so clever. But..."
His eyes were like mountain springs filled with the shimmering moonlight. He smiled and said, "We still have to buy what we should buy."
Then, he placed the long red velvet box in her palm and said, "This is for you. It's a reward."
Huo Xingzhou never thought that a little girl he had only met briefly could see through his true nature, but his so-called "family" still didn't understand him.
Qiao Xi opened the box, and a row of golden needles shone with a cold and sharp light.
really.
As expected.
"Last time I saw you staring at Zhuo Feng's golden needles, you looked so envious. I'm giving it to you."
Qiao Xi wanted to refuse, but couldn't bear to.
Huo Xingzhou looked at her adorable, conflicted expression and said, "Deduct it from your consultation fee."
"good!"
She curved her eyebrows and responded in a loud voice.
His deep eyes were filled with smiles. His little miracle doctor naturally deserved the best.
"Mr. Huo, you are so nice!"
Huo Xingzhou's heart was aroused by her innocent and trusting look. A smile slowly spread across his lips, and his voice was hoarse and sexy.
"So Qiao Xi, you have to be nice to me too."
"Uh-huh."
Along the way, Qiao Xi lowered her head and carefully stroked each golden needle, unable to suppress her joy.
The car drove all the way home.
At this time, the villa's door was open and the living room was brightly lit. In the past, Aunt Qian would have gone back to her room to watch TV and get ready for bed.
How strange.
"Slow down, make sure you see the person clearly before you go in." Huo Xingzhou's tone was cold.
It is possible that the eldest branch of the Huo family suffered a loss and came here directly to kill.
They are even capable of murder and arson.
Qiao Xi became nervous after hearing what he said. Could it be that there would be home robberies in wealthy areas?
She pushed Huo Xingzhou's wheelchair and slowly passed the entrance. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Du Juan and Huo Jiancheng sitting on the sofa in the living room.
"Dad, Mom."
Huo Xingzhou greeted them, "Why are you here?"
Qiao Xi opened her mouth and called softly, "Mother-in-law, Father-in-law." These two titles were still a little difficult to say.
Dujuan had a serious and gloomy expression.
Huo Jiancheng kept winking at Huo Xingzhou, hoping that he would understand.
"Your eye is twitching? I'll take you to the ophthalmologist tomorrow." Du Juan suppressed her anger, as if she had eaten a barrel of explosives.
Qiao Xi's heart was in her throat.
"Wife, being angry will give you wrinkles. If you have something to say, just talk to the children nicely. You also want them to have a good relationship." Huo Jiancheng is a good man and he plays the role of peacemaker at home.
He is good at smoothing things over.
"I also want to talk it over nicely. Aunt Qian, please show me what you saw." Du Juan took a deep breath. Everyone has times when they are young and passionate and can hardly control themselves.
Can't get angry.
Aunt Qian silently spread out her hands, and two small blue pills were very conspicuous.
"I swept this out from under the young master's bed when I was cleaning. Alas..." Aunt Qian sighed regretfully, "Aunt Qian, I've been through this before."
She recognized what it was at a glance.
Huo Xingzhou took a look and felt a chill all around him.
Qiao Xi's almond-shaped eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment. She had never come into contact with such pills before.
"Huo Xingzhou! You've always been my pride." Du Juan shook her head, feeling very disappointed. "It's understandable that your father eats this kind of thing. You're so young... why rush it?"
"Wife, please give me some face. You educate the child and don't bring me along." Huo Jiancheng pleaded.
What's wrong with a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties taking some small pills?
"Shut up."
roared the cuckoo.
Huo Jiancheng shrank his head and turned into a quail in an instant.
"I know you're newlyweds and you can't control yourself. But the doctor said you need to take good care of yourself. There might be a chance of recovery in the future."
Du Juan advised earnestly, "Go on, there's still a lot of time to go. Besides, you originally... said you wanted Qiao Xi to be a widow, how come..."
Having a good relationship is one thing, but forcing the marriage to be consummated is ignorant.
Qiao Xi was confused, but she understood one thing: this little blue pill was for men.
I didn't expect Mr. Huo to care so much about men's self-esteem.
Seeing her puzzled look, Huo Xingzhou's handsome face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and said, "That's not mine."
Du Juan laughed angrily: "Could it be that Zhou Yu deliberately threw it into your room, hoping to frame you?"
"Why can't it be his?"
Huo Xingzhou raised his eyes, his cold, pond-like eyes burning with rage. He clenched his hands into fists, veins bulging on the backs of his hands, his knuckles white and cracking.
Qiao Xi looked at the tense atmosphere, swallowed and said, "Huo...Xingzhou didn't eat."
Du Juan asked seriously, "You really didn't eat it?"
"No." She checked his pulse every day. "Young Master Zhou came over a couple of days ago."
Du Juan was skeptical. "Since you didn't eat it, you're not allowed to eat it in the future." She was relieved. "I'll confiscate this thing."
"Hubby, take Xingzhou upstairs to rest. I have something to say to Qiao Xi."
"OK."
Huo Jiancheng pushed Huo Xingzhou's wheelchair towards the elevator entrance, away from the place of trouble.
"Qiao Xi, come here." Du Juan patted the seat beside him and said, "Come and sit down, let's chat."
This girl is becoming more and more pleasing to the eye the more I look at her.
Qiao Xi walked over and sat beside her obediently.
"I know you're feeling wronged right now, living like a widow. But...some things can't be rushed." Du Juan said meaningfully, "Wouldn't it be more fun to wait until he gets better?"
"Um?"
Qiao Xi was confused. What was going on?
"That's it." Dujuan touched his thumbs together.
"No, we didn't..." Qiao Xi defended.
"Young Madam, we've already done it. Let's not be shy." Aunt Qian took out her cell phone with a smile and put it in front of Qiao Xi with a snap.
Wow, nine consecutive shots.
"Look, you were drunk that day and kissed the young master very passionately. I could hear the noise downstairs." She flipped through the photos one by one.
"Look, these red marks are from you sucking them out. You've made him wear a white shirt with a small stand-up collar for the past two days."
Qiao Xi opened her mouth, her cheeks red as if blood was dripping out.
The shame spread from my ears to my heels, my whole body was burning hot, and I wished I could find a piece of tofu to hit myself to death.
What subcutaneous hemorrhage!
Qiao Xi, you idiot!
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