009 Who gave you this power?



009 Who gave you this power?

The master bedroom is on the second floor.

Huo Yanxi was wearing a faded black cotton pajama set, with frayed edges on the cuffs and hems from frequent washing.

The loose pajamas hung precariously on her body, the neckline slightly open, revealing faint bruises on her pale skin beneath the fabric, the marks left by the electric shock.

Uncle Jian clutched the plan Xie Yaoyao had just written, staring at the blue Doraemon on Huo Yanxi's pajamas, his mood nearly collapsing.

This pajama set was an old item that Huo Yanxi had brought back from a small fishing village. It was a very inexpensive pajama set, which he had always carefully treasured.

He would only take it out and wear it when he was sick, to comfort himself.

In the past six months, Uncle Jian has seen this blue Doraemon more and more frequently.

This also indicates that Huo Yanxi's illness is becoming more and more frequent. If this continues, he is really worried that one day he will not be able to walk out of that locked room alive.

"Fifth Master, this is the schedule that Teacher Xie worked on overnight. Would you like to take a look?"

Huo Yanxi had just come out of the shower, his hair still dripping water, his lips pale, and a bluish-black tinge under his eyes, making him look like a vengeful ghost crawling out of hell.

Uncle Jian handed him the schedule, which he took and casually flipped through.

He didn't care how Xie Yaoyao was going to teach Huo Zidu; hiring a tutor for him was just a formality.

To get Huo Zidu back to China, the old man went to great lengths, giving him 20% of the original shares of the Huo Group.

I hope he treats his nephew well.

Huo Yanxi scoffed. They had never treated him, their own son, well, yet they expected him to treat Huo Zidu well.

dream!

Just as he was about to close the plan, he caught a glimpse of a word that had been changed in black pen.

Huo Yanxi stared intently at the word "full," his eyes instantly turning red.

No one could understand the sense of redemption that the word "full" brought him at that moment.

Who wrote this?

Uncle Jian didn't expect him to react so strongly. He lowered his eyes and stared at the character "满" (full), but there was nothing particularly special about it.

"It should be Teacher Xie's handwriting."

Huo Yanxi looked at the three dots of water next to the character "满" (man), and his expression changed several times.

He recalled learning to write with someone in the past, and how she would always get her hand slapped by her grandmother for not writing the three-dot radical of the character properly.

But she just wouldn't change it, and even said with a straight face, "It's full of my name, so I want it to be different."

Later, she could write the three-dot water radical in other characters well, but she insisted on drawing a flower on the first stroke of the character "满" to highlight its uniqueness.

How could Xie Yaoyao's handwriting have the same problem as hers?

Uncle Jian had no idea what he was thinking; he just stared at that word. "Fifth Master, is there a problem?"

Huo Yanxi clutched the plan and strode towards the door. He needed to personally verify why Xie Yaoyao had written so much on it.

First floor reception room.

Si Yuan, the eldest daughter of the Si family, sat arrogantly on the sofa. She was beautiful and had a captivating figure.

Just sitting there, she was as beautiful as a painting, making the other tutors feel ashamed of themselves.

Si Yuan glanced around and saw that all the tutors were of average appearance, none of whom could match her beauty, which made her feel slightly relieved.

Finally, her gaze fell on Xie Yaoyao. She was quite chubby, but her features were delicate. If she lost weight, she would definitely be a great beauty.

Thinking of the losses Huo Zidu had suffered at her hands, she frowned.

"You're so ugly it hurts my eyes. Even Zi is timid. I'm afraid your owl-like appearance will scare him. Here's 50,000 in this card, consider it compensation for your lost wages. Pack your things and leave."

Si Yuan placed a bank card on the coffee table and pushed it toward Xie Yaoyao.

Their assertive attitude leaves no room for refusal.

Xie Yaoyao met Si Yuan five years ago when she accompanied Madam Huo to the small fishing village to see her.

Similar to today's situation, they also went to give her money and tell her to get out of Huo Yanxi's world.

However, Mrs. Huo was much more generous that day, giving her 500,000.

"A mere fifty thousand, and you still need to show off with a bank card? Does Mrs. Huo not know which way the bank door is open, or does she not even have fifty thousand in cash?"

Xie Yaoyao wasn't a pushover, nor was she afraid of offending Si Yuan, since her boss was Huo Yanxi.

Of course, if Huo Yanxi were to fire her because she talked back to Si Yuan, she wouldn't have anything to say.

The other tutors couldn't help but turn their heads to look at her, their faces saying, "Sister, you're so brave!"

The Si family is a true elite family. If she dares to offend Si Yuan, isn't she afraid of not being able to survive in Hong Kong?

On her way here, Si Yuan had made up her mind to thoroughly humiliate Xie Yaoyao and avenge Huo Zidu.

Unexpectedly, instead of humiliating her, she was humiliated by her for pretending to be rich, which made her so angry that she stood up.

"Xie Yaoyao, don't push your luck. While I can still talk to you nicely, you'd better take the money and leave, otherwise I'll save on my wages."

Xie Yaoyao had witnessed how quickly Si Yuan could change her expression.

Five years ago, in the only decent-looking coffee shop in the small fishing village.

Si Yuan sat opposite Madam Huo, belittling her from head to toe.

Finally, seeing that money couldn't sway her, she deliberately arranged for someone to make things difficult for Huo Yanxi.

They took her to witness firsthand Huo Yanxi working as a medical salesman, being forced to drink by clients, and collapsing on the roadside with a perforated stomach, with no one caring for him.

Even though he was in such a terrible state, he was still smiling at her when he answered her call, telling her not to worry.

From that moment on, she hated Si Yuan, hated Madam Huo, and hated rich people.

But what she hated most was her own powerlessness.

Back then, she had no choice but to let go.

With both old and new grudges, Xie Yaoyao looked at Si Yuan with an unfriendly expression. "If I remember correctly, my employer is President Huo. Mrs. Huo should not have the authority to fire me."

Although Huo Yanxi might not necessarily offend his sister-in-law because of her minor role, it doesn't stop her from acting like a big shot.

Making a big deal out of nothing was a tactic Si Yuan often used back then.

Si Yuan's expression changed drastically.

She looked Xie Yaoyao up and down. Although she was chubby, her features were quite delicate, and she wasn't ugly at all.

She had been looking down at people without really seeing them properly, but now, as she scrutinized her closely, an indescribable sense of familiarity welled up inside her.

She frowned slightly. "Have we met somewhere before?"

Si Yuan looked at it for a while, and then suddenly remembered that her eyebrows and eyes looked exactly like those of that impoverished man in the small fishing village.

However, the name doesn't seem right.

One is surnamed Chi, and the other is surnamed Xie; they could never be the same person.

Before Xie Yaoyao could speak, Si Yuan answered her own question, "I was confused too. How could I have ever seen such a lowly person as you? Miss Xie, you are supposed to be teaching my son. As his mother, for his physical and mental health, I have the right to dismiss you."

"Really? Who gave you that authority?"

A deep voice suddenly rang out in the reception room, and everyone turned to look in the direction of the sound.

The man was wearing cheap, worn-out black pajamas with a blue Doraemon embroidered on them.

A mocking smile played on his lips, his wet bangs clung to his forehead, and he exuded a gloomy and dangerous aura.

However, the cartoon cat on his pajamas gave him a strangely cute feeling.

Xie Yaoyao tried to hold back, but couldn't help bursting out laughing.

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