Chapter 44 You are greedy, don't care about my life or death

He was obviously dignified and abstinent, like a flower on a mountain top, but his words were tinged with eroticism.

Qiao Xi couldn't help but blush.

She retorted with a straight face: "No."

"Then... let's try artificial respiration again? This time, you teach me." He looked at her and said.

"don't want."

Qiao Xi shook her head.

Huo Xingzhou looked at her without saying a word, which made Qiao Xi feel guilty.

"Mr. Huo, I'm going to wash up and rest first. Remember to go to bed early." She almost ran away, but when she jumped off the sink, she was grabbed by Huo Xingzhou.

The whole person fell into his arms.

"How unfair." He smiled, his stern face approaching me, "Now that you've satisfied your desires, you don't care whether I live or die."

"no."

Qiao Xi denied it.

"Then I won't be polite." He said, and then he kissed her red and swollen lips, very tenderly. He was neither hurried nor slow, as if he had plenty of time to deal with her.

Qiao Xi felt that her mind had become dull, and the faint smell of alcohol and cold fragrance on him eroded her nerves.

finally.

Huo Xingzhou lowered his head and bit her lips gently. "Will the little doctor take revenge on me? Will there be coptis root in the medicine I drink tomorrow?"

"I won't let go."

Qiao Xi assured again and again.

Huo Xingzhou finally let her go. Qiao Xi was free, and her legs softened as they fell to the ground.

"I'm going back to my room." Her voice was light and she walked out with her hands and feet together.

A light laugh escaped Huo Xingzhou's lips. He lowered his head and cursed secretly again.

As a couple, they are too unfamiliar.

As contracting partners, they are not innocent.

No one has ever broken through this layer of ambiguous window paper.

…

the next day.

Aunt Qian prepared breakfast early in the morning. When she saw Qiao Xi coming downstairs, she called out, "Young Madam, come and have breakfast."

"good."

Qiao Xi pulled the scarf around her neck awkwardly.

Last night was too intense.

He seemed to be taking revenge on her for something stupid she had done last time.

"The temperature is rising today and it's hot outside. Why are you wearing a silk scarf?" Aunt Qian asked curiously.

"I'm a little cold."

Qiao Xi sat at the dining table, Huo Xingzhou hadn't come downstairs yet. She lowered her head and ate her breakfast.

Aunt Qian saw through it but didn't say anything, "Thirty degrees, it's a bit cold indeed."

In late spring and early summer, the temperature fluctuates. Sometimes I wear mink and sometimes I expose my waist.

After taking two bites, Qiao Xi saw that the living room was piled with couriers and asked, "Why are there so many couriers?"

"They were all sent by Young Master's classmates and friends. Even though our second branch has fallen on hard times, we are still named Huo after all." Aunt Qian said as she packed up.

Those express deliveries from unfamiliar senders should be put aside.

It was sent by the young master's good friend, so let him open it himself.

"Let me help you." Qiao Xi finished her meal quickly and walked over to Aunt Qian to help her tidy up and lend a hand.

She picked up a beautifully packaged courier and thought that even the package was so pretty, it must have been very thoughtful.

I saw the sender was from overseas.

"Xu...Xingluo?" she read aloud.

Last name Xu? She seems to have a connection with people with the last name Xu recently.

When Aunt Qian heard this, her face changed.

She snatched the package from Qiao Xi's hand, ran out of the house, and threw it into the big trash can outside the villa.

After returning, he washed his hands, looked at Qiao Xi and said, "Young Madam, our family and the Xu family have conflicting horoscopes, so we can't keep any courier."

"What if it's something valuable? Should we send it back the same way it came?" Qiao Xi said hesitantly.

"No need. He's not a big deal. I'll take care of the stuff once it's delivered."

She wouldn't even tell the young master.

"Oh." Qiao Xi responded obediently.

Aunt Qian gave another instruction: "Don't tell the young master about this. He will be upset if he hears it."

"I know."

After a long while, when they had finished sorting the express deliveries, Huo Xingzhou finally came out of the indoor elevator. He changed into a formal suit, with a pair of sapphire diamond cufflinks on the cuffs of his black suit.

Very conspicuous.

Qiao Xi glanced at him and a smile appeared on her lips.

"Morning, young master, hurry up and have breakfast." Aunt Qian said, "There's a call from the old house, saying that the old man wants you to come over."

"I see."

Huo Xingzhou came to the dining table, Qiao Xi followed him and poured him a glass of milk.

"Mr. Huo, last night I..."

"Did the little doctor drink too much?" He looked up at her and said, "I thought you were going to forget again."

Qiao Xi's throat tightened, and she spoke carefully: "Mr. Huo said last time that dopamine secretion is involuntary. It's just to satisfy your hunger, I know."

How could she ask him to give her artificial respiration? She had thought of a lot of things to say when she woke up this morning. She had to be calm when facing him and not be shy.

Looking at her bold and nonchalant look, Huo Xingzhou was almost laughing out of anger.

He had said something similar, but he didn't see this reaction from her.

The man suddenly lost his appetite.

The phone beside him lit up and a message appeared on the screen. He frowned and clicked it, deleting the dialog box without even looking at it.

Qiao Xi accidentally caught a glimpse of the portrait, an elegant white swan.

"Let's go to the old house."

His expression was no longer relaxed, and he seemed a little irritated.

The driver, Lao Chen, was already waiting outside. Qiao Xi stopped talking and followed him silently.

The car drove to the Huo family's old house and stopped.

Huo Xingzhou suddenly grabbed Qiao Xi's hand and said, "What I'm going to do today is a bit shocking. You can wait for me in the car."

Qiao Xi looked at him and shook her head: "I want to accompany Mr. Huo."

"good."

Wang Fengxian was the only one from the Huo family's main wife at home. When she saw them, she looked at them with contempt on her face.

In the master bedroom, the old man sat in a rocking chair, resting with his eyes closed.

"Master, the second young master is here." The butler pushed open the door and said softly.

"Well, ask him to come in."

The old man's voice became heavier and more mournful.

Qiao Xi and Huo Xingzhou entered the room.

The old man was wearing a Tang suit and leaning on a rocking chair. When he saw Qiao Xi, obvious disdain flashed in his eyes: "What is she doing here?"

"She is my wife, so of course she has to follow me."

Huo Xingzhou's tone was indifferent.

"You have fallen into depravity." The old man said coldly.

"Grandpa, what do you want to talk to me about today?" There was no trace of admiration in Huo Xingzhou's eyes, only coldness.

The old man stood up slowly and walked in front of Huo Xingzhou.

"Xingzhou, you were originally my proudest grandson. Don't blame me for being heartless if things don't go as planned." His sad voice rang out.

"I have decided to publicly announce on my 70th birthday that the Huo family will be inherited by the first wife. I will give them all my 30%, and you should also hand over your 5%."

He went back on his word and originally said that 5% was reserved for the second wife to share as dividends.

"The Huo family has a few small shareholders. Apart from the new Tianyuan Group which holds 20% of the shares, your cousin holds 35% of the shares and can stabilize the Huo family. You should be more generous."

Qiao Xi was filled with anger after hearing this. So, in order for Huo Beiting to maintain his position, Huo Xingzhou deserved to be sacrificed?

Huo Xingzhou looked at him quietly, as if a piece of ice was rapidly falling in his chest, piercing his internal organs and freezing his blood.

He glanced at the "Share Donation Agreement" that had been prepared long ago on the bedside, and his cold face was filled with mockery.

People's hearts are on the left, so they are biased!

He should never have had such extravagant hopes!