Chapter 21 Newlyweds, Can't Control Themselves

"What do you mean?"

The man leaned against the soft leather seat, his expression relaxed, his eyes as clear as 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 a gut feeling.

"How do you know? I'm not a master of cultural relics appraisal."

Qiao Xi frowned and spoke of her speculation: "You gave up decisively at the beginning, and you were also very calm in the face of Huo Beiting's humiliation. 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 starting 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 demeanor of a nobleman.

Huo Xingzhou approached without warning and stared into her eyes.

"The little doctor is so smart. But..."

His eyes were like a mountain spring filled with the shimmering moonlight, and he said with a smile, "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 as a reward."

Huo Xingzhou never thought that a little girl who he had only met briefly could see through his true nature, but his so-called "family members" never understood 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 needle, you looked very greedy. Here it is for you."

Qiao Xi wanted to refuse, but couldn't bear to.

Huo Xingzhou looked at her adorable and troubled appearance and said, "I'll deduct it from your medical bills."

"good!"

She smiled 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 was so moved by her innocent and trusting look that his heart was boiling. A smile slowly formed at the corners of 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 caressed each golden needle carefully, unable to contain her excitement.

The car drove all the way home.

At this time, the door of the villa 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 look carefully before you go in." Huo Xingzhou's tone contained a hint of coldness.

It's possible that the eldest branch of the Huo family suffered a loss and came here to kill people.

They are capable of even 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 Ya 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 hard to pronounce.

Du Ya looked serious and gloomy.

Huo Jiancheng winked at Huo Xingzhou, hoping that he would understand.

"Your eye is twitching? I'll take you to the ophthalmologist tomorrow." Du Ya suppressed his anger, as if he had eaten a barrel of explosives.

Qiao Xi's heart was in her throat.

"Wife, you will get wrinkles if you get angry. 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 want to talk nicely too. Aunt Qian, show me what you saw." Du Ya took a deep breath. Everyone has times when they are young and full of energy, and can hardly control their passion.

Can't get angry.

Aunt Qian silently spread out her hands, and two small blue pills were very conspicuous.

"I found this from under the young master's bed when I was cleaning. Alas..." Aunt Qian sighed with regret, "Aunt Qian, I've been there before."

She recognized what it was at once.

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 a pill before.

"Huo Xingzhou! You have always been my pride." Du Ya shook his head, feeling very disappointed. "It's understandable that your father eats this kind of thing. You are so young... why rush it!"

"Wife, please give me some face. You educate the child and don't involve me in it," Huo Jiancheng pleaded.

What's wrong with a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties taking some small pills?

"Shut up."

Du Ya roared.

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. Maybe you will be able to recover in the future."

Du Ya advised earnestly, "Go on a journey, there is still a long way to go. Besides, you once... 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 immature.

Qiao Xi was confused by what she heard, but she figured out 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 said through gritted teeth: "That's not mine."

Du Ya laughed angrily: "Could it be that Zhou Yu deliberately threw it into your room to put the blame on you?"

"Why can't it be his?"

Huo Xingzhou raised his eyes, his eyes like cold ponds burning with anger. His hands were clenched into fists, veins on the back of his hands were exposed, and his knuckles were white and crackling.

Qiao Xi looked at the tense atmosphere, swallowed her saliva and said, "Huo...Xingzhou didn't eat."

Du Ya asked seriously, "You really didn't eat?"

"No." She checked his pulse every day. "Mr. Zhou came here two days ago."

Du Ya was skeptical, "Since you didn't eat it, you are not allowed to eat it in the future." She was relieved, "I will 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 Ya patted the seat beside him and said, "Come and sit down, let's chat."

This girl, the more I look at her, the more I like her.

Qiao Xi walked over and sat beside her obediently.

"I know you feel wronged now, living a life of widowhood. But...some things cannot be rushed." Du Ya said meaningfully, "Wouldn't it be more fun to wait until he gets better?"

"Um?"

Qiao Xi's head is covered with mist. What are we playing?

"That's the one." Du Ya touched his two 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.

Good guys, nine shots in a row.

"Well, you were drunk that day, and you kissed the young master very passionately. I heard the noise downstairs." She flipped through the photos one by one.

"Look, these red marks were caused by you sucking them out. He has to wear a white shirt with a small stand-up collar these past two days."

Qiao Xi opened her mouth and her cheeks were so red that blood seemed to drip out.

The shame spread from the ears to the heels, and my whole body was burning. I wished I could find a piece of tofu to hit myself to death.

What subcutaneous hemorrhage!

Qiao Xi, you idiot!