Chapter 209 Brother Xingzhou, Use Your Capital

Huo Xingzhou raised his eyes slightly, with a deep chill in his eyes.

He tapped the glass with his slender fingers, swallowed the whiskey in his mouth and said, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

Oh no!

No denial.

No one said "None of your business".

That's something to talk about tonight.

Zhou Yu filled his glass, drank a glass and said, "She is angry with you, right? That must be because too many things have happened recently. Women..."

Sun Wei looked up with anticipation. He had always admired Zhou Yu's experience in dealing with women. This was a good opportunity to learn.

He hoped that Zhou Yu could give him some golden rules.

Bang.

Huo Xingzhou placed the glass heavily on the tea table, his brows were filled with depression, and his eyes were hot from the alcohol.

"She asked for a divorce."

He said, and looked at them.

The corners of his eyes were unusually cold, his Adam's apple rolled and he pressed down the surging blood as he said, "Do you have any idea?"

Sun Weimeng covered his lips and subconsciously looked between his legs with an expression as if he had eaten a melon.

Zhou Yu was stunned for a long time and murmured: "No way? How could she bear to divorce you? You are simply a good husband who is very filial to his parents."

Huo Xingzhou also wanted to know the answer to this question.

But he was so angry with Qiao Xi that he didn't ask any more questions.

"I don't know." He lowered his eyes and picked up the wine glass. The refracted light drew a steep shadow between his brow bone and high nose bridge, which made him look even colder and more desolate.

Zhou Yu began to list the possibilities: "First, grandma passed away and she was very sad. Grandma was very important to her. Xiang Huai, that grandson, instigated Wang Lang to kill grandma but he couldn't be brought to justice. She was angry with you. If she hadn't married you, she wouldn't have had this happen."

"Second, she doesn't love you."

He took one look at Huo Xingzhou's horrifying expression and quickly denied it, "This is impossible! How could Qiao Xi not love you? Then who could she love? Hahaha! But... is this possibility also possible?"

Sun Weimeng looked at him as if he were a dead man, clicked his tongue twice and turned his head away.

"Huo Er, don't disbelieve me. Qiao Xi didn't marry you voluntarily. She was forced to be with you. What if she has a white moonlight or a lover?"

Huo Xingzhou raised his glass to drink, the liquid in the glass shimmering lightly. He said calmly, "Go on."

Zhou Yu coughed twice and said, "Third, it's about what happened that night. You didn't rush to her side in time, and she faced everything alone. You were raped by Xu Xingluo... I didn't tell anyone, so she probably didn't know."

The message is blocked.

Zhou Yu knows his limits.

Huo Xingzhou would never allow such a shameful thing to be spread. So recently the outside world was very interested in the reason why Xu and Tianyuan Group stopped cooperating.

That old guy Xu Guangyao must have had his hair turned white due to anxiety.

Sun Weimeng's eyes sparkled with curiosity, "Who did it happen to you? Did Xu Xingluo rape you?"

Zhou Yu slapped him on the head: "Watch your mouth when you leave this door. Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. How could our heroic President Huo be schemed by Xu Xingluo!"

"oh."

Sun Weimeng touched his head aggrievedly.

Zhou Yu suggested a bad idea: "Women, the key is to coax them. Huo Er, look at your figure and your looks. As long as you are humble and gentle, Qiao Xi will live a happy life with you when she calms down."

He touched Huo Xingzhou's chest like a demon and said, "Brother Xingzhou, use your capital."

"Get lost."

Huo Xingzhou shouted coldly.

Zhou Yu smiled and said, "Among the Thirty-Six Stratagems, the most useful are the Self-Torture Stratagem and the Beauty Stratagem. If you don't believe me, why don't we try them?"

Huo Xingzhou raised his eyes and looked at him, "Speak."

Zhou Yu was confident and smiled smugly: "Just wait, I'll give you a chance."

He walked out of the box quickly.

Sun Weimeng squatted beside the sofa, looked at Huo Xingzhou and asked, "What is he going to do?"

Huo Xingzhou's eyes were filled with endless darkness, "Go and die."

Young Master Sun quickly shut up. He couldn't afford to offend Huo Xingzhou tonight.

There was a knock on the door, and Old Chen, who was in charge of the aftermath, walked in: "Master, Young Master Xiang has arrived at the hospital. The doctor checked and found that there was nothing serious, and the flesh wounds would heal in a few days. In addition, the manager also picked up a mobile phone."

He handed the phone to Huo Xingzhou: "This seems to be Mr. Xiang's phone."

Things given to family members often contain some useful information.

Huo Xingzhou took Xiang Huai's phone and drew the lock screen password on his finger. He looked calm, tapped the screen a few times with his slender fingers, and the password was unlocked.

He still knows how to do these little tricks.

He rolled up his shirt cuffs slightly and casually flipped through Xiang Huai's phone without feeling embarrassed at all.

From chat history to mobile phone files, to mobile phone albums.

The albums were carefully categorized, and he clicked into an album called "Love" and saw that it was full of photos of Xu Xingluo. There were selfies of the two of them, and also candid photos of Xu Xingluo from behind.

Xiang Huai is really a typical bootlicker.

Huo Xingzhou lowered his eyes and looked at the screen, frowning. He suddenly saw several extremely ambiguous bed photos, which Xiang Huai cherished very much. He even wrote a note on the photos.

Huo Xingzhou's mouth curled up.

"Old Chen."

"Master, what do you want?"

"Back up everything in the phone, then throw the phone back."

"OK."

Lao Chen took the phone without asking why and went to do it.

…

In the clubhouse corridor.

In the dim light, Zhou Yu took out his cell phone and called Qiao Xi.

Qiao Xi took a long time to answer the phone, not feeling sleepy at all: "Hello, Mr. Zhou."

"Qiao Xi, Huo Er got drunk in Fuchun Garden. He has been drinking a lot, and I am worried that his body will not be able to bear it. He has hardly rested during this period, and he has been drinking whiskey with such a high alcohol content one glass after another.

I asked him what happened, but he didn't say a word. Come and take him home!"

Zhou Yu spoke anxiously.

When Qiao Xi heard his words, her breath was choked.

Mr. Huo answered the phone and went out. Was he going to drink alone? Qiao Xi felt a little distressed.

She mentioned divorce, but actually pushed that noble man to this point?

It's really hard to imagine that he would drink to relieve his sorrow.

Zhou Yu added fuel to the fire and said, "Come quickly! I can't persuade him no matter what. What if he drinks and gets a perforated stomach? Oh, I've never seen him like this before."

He sounded genuinely worried.

All the worries in Qiao Xi's mind disappeared, and she said, "I'll be right over."

Zhou Yu raised the corner of his mouth and smiled.

Among the Thirty-Six Stratagems, the Strategy of Self-Injury is still very useful.

Qiao Xi hung up the phone, changed into casual clothes and went downstairs. She looked at the night outside, and finally went to the garage and drove a Porsche to Fuchun Garden.

She had just gotten her driver's license and was driving on the road for the first time.

I felt very panicked.

Qiao Xi held the steering wheel, her heart beating fast. She looked forward, not daring to be distracted at all.

Fortunately, there was little traffic in the middle of the night and she drove on the main road.

Qiao Xi stumbled and drove the Porsche to Fuchun Garden, then reversed the car into the garage with great difficulty. Then she got out of the car and walked quickly to the private room of the Fuchun Garden Club.