"Qiao Qiao".
After saying goodbye to Rong Shanhui, Yang Qiaoqiao walked out of the Rong family home and heard Qiao Haifan's voice.
She looked in the direction of the sound and saw Qiao Haifan striding towards her.
"Afan, what are you doing here?"
Yang Qiaoqiao asked in surprise.
"Didn't you say yesterday that you were coming to the Rong family today to say goodbye to Old Madam Rong? I was passing by here after finishing my business, and I guessed you should have arrived by now, so I'll wait outside for a while."
Qiao Haifan said with a smile, "Let's go, let's get in the car."
After thanking Qiao Haifan, Yang Qiaoqiao didn't stand on ceremony and got into the car with him.
"Qiaoqiao, where are you planning to stay tonight? How about..."
"I'm staying at a hotel." Before Qiao Haifan could finish speaking, Yang Qiaoqiao interrupted him, cutting him off from what he was about to say.
“Okay, then I’ll take you to the hotel. Are you staying at the same place as before?” Qiao Haifan asked.
Yang Qiaoqiao thought for a moment and said, "No, let's find another one!"
When she went to the Rong family just now, Rong Shanhui said that Huo Beixiao had just left, which means that Huo Beixiao is still in Hong Kong.
Since Huo Beixiao is still in Hong Kong, he is likely still staying at the same hotel as before.
Yang Qiaoqiao is someone who hates trouble. Now that she has decided to divorce, she hopes to have as little contact with Huo Beixiao as possible.
Of course, if there are unavoidable interactions in the future for the sake of the children, that's another story.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned.
After driving around for a while, Qiao Haifan found that all the hotels near the port were fully booked except for that one.
Before Qiao Haifan invited her to stay at his house, Yang Qiaoqiao quickly made a reservation and stayed at the same hotel as before.
When I went to book a room, the hotel only had one room left.
As luck would have it, that room was right next to the room she and Huo Beixiao had stayed in before.
Yang Qiaoqiao had no choice but to check in.
Qiao Haifan helped her carry her luggage upstairs. When they were almost at the room door, she saw from afar that the door to the room she and Huo Beixiao had stayed in was open.
As she approached, she heard Huo Beixiao's voice coming from inside the room.
Then a girl's sweet voice called out "Brother Beixiao".
Even though Yang Qiaoqiao had long suspected that Huo Beixiao's sudden determination to divorce her might be because he had met a woman outside during the days he was missing, a woman for whom he was willing to disregard everything.
But this thought only flashed through her mind for a moment before she chose to believe in Huo Beixiao's character.
Now, that voice felt like a slap in the face, making her confidence in Huo Beixiao's character a joke.
"Qiaoqiao, how about..." Qiao Haifan seized the opportunity to try to persuade Yang Qiaoqiao to stay at his house again.
Yang Qiaoqiao refused directly, "Afan, I appreciate your kindness, but I'm fine staying here, so there's no need to trouble yourself further."
Qiao Haifan sighed, "Alright!"
*
Meanwhile, Huo Beixiao had also booked his ferry ticket back to the mainland for tomorrow.
He was packing his luggage in his room.
Jiang Yiran was in his room at that moment, looking at him hesitantly with tears welling up in her eyes, "Brother Beixiao, do you really have to go back?"
Didn't you promise me before that you could consider settling down in Hong Kong and moving your businesses from the mainland to Hong Kong?
How could you go back on your word?
Huo Beixiao frowned as he looked at Jiang Yiran's tears.
His feelings for Jiang Yiran were very complicated. He didn't know why, but he instinctively didn't want to have any contact with Jiang Yiran. In fact, if Jiang Yiran got too close to him, he would feel inexplicably disgusted and irritated.
But at the same time, every time Jiang Yiran shed tears of grievance, he would feel an uncontrollable sense of guilt.
Even after he developed feelings of disgust towards Jiang Yiran, he would feel an uncontrollable sense of self-blame.
He looked at Jiang Yiran, took a deep breath, and said, "Whether I'm divorcing Yang Qiaoqiao or dealing with my assets, I have to go back."
Upon hearing his words, Jiang Yiran immediately looked up at him hesitantly, "Brother Beixiao, do you mean that once you've taken care of things back home, you'll come to Hong Kong to find me?"
Huo Beixiao frowned slightly; he had never considered settling down in Hong Kong.
He also told Jiang Yiran directly, "No. I said before that I could consider it, but after considering it, I don't plan to settle in Hong Kong."
The mainland is still developing, the market is huge, and business is much easier there than in Hong Kong. If you want to stay and live in Hong Kong, I won't stop you. I can buy you a house there and give you a sufficient monthly allowance to support yourself. You can consider it.”
Jiang Yiran: ...
Huo Beixiao is now saying he can buy her a house and give her living expenses.
But once Huo Beixiao returns alone, both Yang Qiaoqiao and the people around him will tell him the truth.
At that time, Huo Beixiao will definitely cut off the money he gives her immediately.
Moreover, she wanted more than just a little money for living expenses; she wanted to become the wife of the richest man and be the envy of everyone.
Even if she can't become the wife of the richest man, she can still become one of the top socialites in the country.
Now, the only way for her to realize this wish is to hold onto Huo Beixiao tightly.
After a moment, she made up her mind, looked up at Huo Beixiao, and said, "Brother Beixiao, I'll go back with you. I've had enough of the pain of being separated from you."
From now on, wherever you are, I'll be there. I never want to be separated from you again.
Huo Beixiao remained calm, saying, "Then go back and pack your bags."
Jiang Yiran didn't move; instead, she looked at Huo Beixiao with even more hesitation.
"Is there anything else?" Huo Beixiao asked, frowning.
"Brother Beixiao, I might not be able to go back using my original identity."
For some reason, Huo Beixiao suddenly recalled the scene from his dream where Jiang Yiran stabbed a fruit knife into someone's heart, and blood spurted out and splattered all over her face.
His voice grew even colder, "What did you do?"
Jiang Yiran's lips moved, but she hadn't prepared a story beforehand, and she didn't know if there would be any flaws in the story she made up on the spot. She was also a little hesitant to tell Huo Beixiao.
"You said before that you jumped into the sea and swam to Gangcheng to get rid of Zhang Wei. So how did you get rid of Zhang Wei? What did you do to Zhang Wei?" Huo Beixiao's face was already cold, but now his tone was serious, and his voice sounded even more fierce.
Because of his words, Jiang Yiran couldn't help but recall the scene of her killing Zhang Wei.
When she saw Zhang Wei's distorted face and the blood everywhere, she felt no fear at all; instead, her mind was filled with excitement.
Even now, when she recalls that pleasure, her body still trembles slightly with excitement.
To Huo Beixiao, her trembling appearance was a sign of fear.
"You killed him?" Huo Beixiao asked in a cold voice.
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