Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him

Chapter 109: Chapter 109: Wild Flowers Smell Sweeter than Homegrown Ones
 

Huo Xingzhou handed her the laptop.

“Thank you, Mr. Huo.”

Qiao Xi directly inserted the USB drive into the port. She opened the file on the USB drive, and the overall title was “Cultivating Mind and Morality.”

There were also two folders beneath it, named “Exploring the Mysteries of the Human Body” and “Learn from the Foreigners to Control the Foreigners.”

Qiao Xi frowned slightly, thinking to herself that Shu Xue really seemed to enjoy studying medicine.

Each folder contained hundreds of videos, all labeled with numbers that revealed nothing about the content, but their duration was astonishing.

Huo Xingzhou merely glanced at it, his eyes slightly deepening.

He spoke in a quiet voice, “Are you sure you want to watch this now?”

“Mhm.”

Qiao Xi casually responded and clicked on the first video in the folder “Learn from the Foreigners to Control the Foreigners.” The screen filled with the stark white bodies of muscular Western men holding a woman…

In an instant, the car was filled with the woman’s exaggerated, unmistakable screams.

Qiao Xi’s body stiffened, feeling a burning sensation as she hurriedly closed the window.

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“Cough.” The driver, Old Chen, tactfully remarked, “Young Master, I’ll go out for a smoke.”

“Mhm.”

Huo Xingzhou responded, his tone laced with barely discernible amusement.

Old Chen got out of the car, and the door closed with a “bang.” Qiao Xi covered her flaming cheeks with her hands, her body burning up.

Huo Xingzhou’s voice was gentle, his eyes deep as he asked, “Is it good?”

Qiao Xi’s mind was a mess, and she dryly replied, “It’s… okay, their… physiques are quite good.”

What was she even saying?

Huo Xingzhou narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, “Good physiques?”

“No, Mr. Huo, I didn’t mean that…” She hadn’t actually seen anything clearly.

Shu Xue had done her in; this wasn’t proper material for study or work at all!

It was clearly…

“Qiao Xi, you are married,” he said.

Qiao Xi felt even more mortified.

“Mr. Huo, I’m sorry…” Qiao Xi’s eyes flickered, embarrassed.

“If you want, there’s plenty at home,” Huo Xingzhou said indifferently, casually pulling off his tie and tossing it aside. With his slender, fair fingers, he began unbuttoning his white shirt.

One.

Two.

Three.

And there seemed to be a trend to continue.

His perfectly sculpted torso was exposed in front of her, dazzling.

“Mr. Huo?” Qiao Xi stared at him in a panic.

Perhaps all men have a desire to win in such matters.

He asked, “Home flowers and wildflowers, which do you think is better?”

Qiao Xi was rendered speechless, “I…”

“If you’re not sure, then touch and decide.”

Huo Xingzhou took her hand and placed it on his chest, semi-forcibly making her feel.

It was firm.

Elastic.

The surging strong male hormones overwhelmed her.

Qiao Xi shrank her hand timidly but he gripped it even tighter, her fingers even catching on his muscles, shallowly sinking in.

His shirt lay carelessly open, muscles tempting, yet his ascetic and serious face remained expressionless.

“Have you made your comparison?” he asked in a low voice.

Qiao Xi felt as though she was in the midst of a blazing fire. She said with a parched throat, “You… home flowers are better.”

She was moved, unable to resist the temptation of Huo Xingzhou, who seemed like a god descended to become a lust demon.

This man is really… so subtly provocative.

“What’s good about me?” he asked huskily. His dark eyes reflected her face.

Qiao Xi licked her dry lips and said with embarrassment, “You have a nice body, which I can touch. I… didn’t see his clearly.”

The moment she opened the video, she was too ashamed to look closely.

“Well… such chances are rare, cherish it.”

His words seemed to linger on his lips and teeth. Qiao Xi looked up at him and could see the fervor in his eyes, along with his intense effort to restrain his emotions.

She shook her head slightly, her fingers unintentionally tracing over his chest.

As if they had a tacit understanding, the man’s hot kisses landed on her slender, fair neck.

As if drawn in, she tilted her head back, allowing him to do as he pleased.

It took a while for the temperature inside the car to cool down.

Her lips were slightly swollen, and there were faint marks on her neck.

The man’s suit was wrinkled, tossed aside. He pulled out the USB drive from the laptop and said,

“I’m confiscating this USB drive.”

Qiao Xi covered her clothes and glanced at it, wanting to say something but hesitating. She was unsure what to give back to Shu Xue.

Huo Xingzhou, however, misunderstood and asked, “Can’t bear to part with it?”

Qiao Xi shook her head repeatedly, explaining, “No, not at all.”

The man chuckled lightly, “If you can’t bear to, keep it. It’s no fun watching this stuff alone. From now on, we’ll study it together.”

“…”

Qiao Xi felt she could throw herself into the Huanghe River and still not wash herself clean. Mr. Huo must think she’s quite naughty behind closed doors, up for anything.

Driver Lao Chen spent half an hour smoking his cigarette before returning to the car, driving straight to the Huo family’s small villa.

Aunt Qian came out to greet them, saying, “Dinner is ready, and the young master’s luggage is all packed.”

“Luggage?” Qiao Xi asked, puzzled.

Huo Xingzhou explained, “I have a business trip tomorrow and will be away for three or four days. If you need anything, just ask Zhou Yu, I’ve already instructed him.”

“That’s so sudden,” Qiao Xi’s smile faded quite a bit as she clung to his sleeve, full of reluctance, “Where are you going?”

“To the Imperial Capital, to handle a big order.”

“Oh.” The thought of not seeing Mr. Huo for three or four days made her heart heavy.

Huo Xingzhou rubbed her hair and said, “Let’s go, have dinner first.”

Qiao Xi obediently nodded.

Aunt Qian teased, “The Young Madam really can’t be apart from the young master for a second. Why not take leave and go with him?”

“Aunt Qian! I still have to work,” Qiao Xi said, embarrassed.

“Young master, you still owe the Young Madam a honeymoon,” Aunt Qian suggested, “How can a newlywed couple go without a honeymoon! Make it up when you come back from your business trip.”

Huo Xingzhou pinched the back of Qiao Xi’s hand and said, “Indeed.”

The next day.

Early in the morning.

Qiao Xi woke up to find Huo Xingzhou gone, and the spacious villa felt instantly deserted.

Turns out, that man had already occupied such an important place in her heart.

She ate breakfast absentmindedly, prepared by Aunt Qian, and then was driven to the hospital by Driver Lao Chen. She felt wilted, walking toward the hospital entrance in a daze.

“Qiao Xi!”

Shu Xue, brimming with energy, called out and ran over from a distance.

“Good morning, Xuexue,” Qiao Xi greeted, mustering up some spirit.

“Qiao Xi, have you seen the news today?” Shu Xue said excitedly, “You’d never guess what about the Xingyue Foundation…”

Qiao Xi took out her cellphone, and the home page push notification was a link to the Xingyue Foundation’s latest interview.

She clicked on the link to play the video.

In the high-definition video, Xu Xingluo’s exquisitely flawless face appeared.

Smiling at the camera, she said, “Hello, everyone. I am Xingluo, the lifelong spokesperson for the Xingyue Foundation and the principal dancer of the International Ballet Troupe.”