Huo Beixiao had just stepped out of his room when he saw Qiao Haifan coming out of the next room.
The moment their eyes met in the air, tension was palpable.
“Mr. Qiao, it’s quite a coincidence that we meet again.” As Huo Beixiao spoke, he glanced at the closed door behind Qiao Haifan. “Yang Qiaoqiao lives here?”
Qiao Haifan maintained a polite smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. "I think it has nothing to do with Mr. Huo."
After Qiaoqiao returns to Haicheng, she will contact a lawyer. As long as Mr. Huo is present when the divorce papers are signed, it will be fine.
Huo Beixiao's eyes were cold and sharp.
He initially didn't quite believe Jiang Yiran's claim that Yang Qiaoqiao used those methods to get pregnant with his child and then used the child to force him to marry her.
But now he believes it: old habits die hard; a fickle woman who can get into his bed can get into another man's bed too.
“We’re not even divorced yet, and she’s already so impatient. Mr. Qiao, you’re having an affair with such a shameless woman…”
"Bang!"
Before Huo Beixiao could finish speaking, Qiao Haifan punched him hard in the face.
Huo Beixiao never expected Qiao Haifan to suddenly attack him. Caught off guard, he was knocked back by Qiao Haifan's all-out punch.
He steadied himself and was about to retaliate when Qiao Haifan angrily grabbed his collar and slammed him against the wall. "Huo Beixiao, you were the one who betrayed us. You ignored Qiao Qiao when she needed you the most and then inexplicably brought up divorce. What right do you have to speak ill of Qiao Qiao?"
Huo Beixiao wiped away a bit of blood from the corner of his lips where Qiao Haifan had hit him.
He swung a punch at Qiao Haifan's face.
Huo Beixiao had already trained, and he had grown up in that kind of environment since childhood.
Qiao Haifan's strength was no match for his.
With one punch, he knocked Qiao Haifan to the ground.
His deep eyes, which he looked into, were filled with ruthlessness.
Although during this period, in his memory, Yang Qiaoqiao was just Jiang Yiran's sister who was not related to him by blood, and they didn't have much to do with each other.
But for some reason, the thought of this man constantly buzzing around Yang Qiaoqiao like a fly made him feel extremely uncomfortable, and he had wanted to take action against him for quite some time.
After Qiao Haifan was knocked to the ground, he was about to get up when he saw that Yang Qiaoqiao's room door had opened.
Yang Qiaoqiao rushed out of the house in a flash.
"Afan, are you alright?" Yang Qiaoqiao asked, supporting Qiao Haifan with a look of worry in her eyes.
Qiao Haifan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled at Yang Qiaoqiao, "It's nothing."
After helping Qiao Haifan up, Yang Qiaoqiao glared angrily at Huo Beixiao across from her.
For some reason, under Yang Qiaoqiao's beautiful gaze, Huo Beixiao felt inexplicably guilty.
However, he quickly convinced himself.
Qiao Haifan made the first move; he was merely retaliating.
Yang Qiaoqiao looked at the man in front of her and felt that he was a terrifying stranger.
The man who was completely devoted to her just a month ago now seems to have become a completely different person.
"Huo Beixiao, if you're mentally ill, go get treatment. Don't come causing trouble for my friend!" Yang Qiaoqiao didn't want to say anything more to him, and only said coldly.
Huo Beixiao sneered, "Yang Qiaoqiao, you've really opened my eyes. So it's true that ordinary friends of the opposite sex can live together."
Yang Qiaoqiao felt a surge of anger rising within her, and she instinctively retorted, "If I share a room with a male friend, then there are no women in your room?"
We're in the same boat. Besides, we're getting a divorce anyway, so I won't interfere with you, and you should stay out of my private life.
After saying that, she herself felt that her words and actions seemed too much like she was doing it out of spite towards Huo Beixiao.
She paused, her tone becoming colder and more distant, "Huo Beixiao, if you want a divorce, be as decisive as a man. Don't make me look down on you."
After saying that, she helped Qiao Haifan back to his room.
Huo Beixiao clenched his fists as he looked at the door that had been closed again.
This woman knows exactly how to pierce his heart!
After treating Qiao Haifan's wounds, Yang Qiaoqiao apologized profusely, "Afan, I'm sorry. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have clashed with Huo Beixiao and taken this punch for nothing."
Qiao Haifan subconsciously tried to force a smile.
But this smile aggravated the spot on his face where he had been punched, causing him to grimace in pain, making him look somewhat comical.
"Ouch!" He couldn't help but cry out as he covered his face with the handkerchief Yang Qiaoqiao was applying to his face with a cold compress. "Actually, it wasn't a complete waste of time. I punched him back too, so we're even, right?"
After Qiao Haifan's face had improved a bit, Yang Qiaoqiao saw him off from the hotel.
When Yang Qiaoqiao returned to her room, she saw a figure come out of Huo Beixiao's room and go to the room next door.
She was quite far away from that figure and couldn't see it clearly, but even that blurry shadow felt strangely familiar to her.
Could this be a woman Huo Beixiao has been keeping hidden away all along?
She had even crossed paths with her before; Huo Beixiao had brought her to Hong Kong right under her nose, which was why she felt familiar with her.
She tried hard to recall, but she had not fully recovered from her moderate concussion, and every time she tried to think, she felt dizzy.
She gave a self-deprecating laugh.
Why think so much?
Anyway, after her divorce from Huo Beixiao, it didn't matter to her who the other women were around Huo Beixiao.
After returning to her room, Yang Qiaoqiao watched TV for a while before washing up and resting.
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