Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him-Chapter 131 - : I Hope You Get Divorced

Chapter 131 -131: I Hope You Get Divorced

“Qiao Xi, I hope you can divorce Xingzhou.”

Huo Jiancheng looked scholarly and refined, his face bore a three to four points resemblance to Huo Xingzhou, yet he lacked the sharp and cold temperament.

His words struck her like a sudden clap of thunder.

Qiao Xi was completely stunned: “Why?”

They all seemed to get along so happily as a family; why would her father-in-law have such a thought?

“He and Xu Xingluo can’t be separated. Ten years ago, Xingluo saved Huo Xingzhou, and he promised to protect her for life. Without Xu Xingluo, there would be no Huo Xingzhou as he is today.”

These words struck Qiao Xi head-on.

She spoke hesitantly, “The car accident debt was repaid, one life for another.”

“Their feelings over more than ten years can’t be untangled, she was willing to kill herself for him. The kindness he shows to you, is it romantic love or gratitude for saving his life? If it’s romantic love, how deep could it be in just three months?”

“I am very grateful to you for saving my son, and as compensation, I will give you fifty million. I hope you’ll accept it and sign the divorce agreement.”

Qiao Xi’s head buzzed, and following her instincts, she said, “If he doesn’t propose a divorce, I won’t divorce.”

She couldn’t bear to let go.

Huo Jiancheng patiently said, “Child, I’m doing this for your own good. If Xu Xingluo dies, can the two of you live peacefully? Besides, my son will definitely marry Xu Xingluo, you believe me!”

He was very certain.

Qiao Xi felt uneasy inside, why was he so sure?

Huo Jiancheng emphasized again, “I don’t want you to be too hurt, withdraw as soon as possible.”

It was a kind reminder, and not a trace of ulterior motive could be seen in his eyes.

Qiao Xi bit her lower lip hard, her mind in turmoil: “I’m sorry.”

“Must you hit your head against the south wall before you are willing to turn back?” Huo Jiancheng lamented.

Qiao Xi’s eyes reddened: “If he is the south wall, then I accept that.”

She had never been favored so blatantly; Mr. Huo was the first.

“Child, you will regret it.”

Huo Jiancheng shook his head, looking at her with pity and regret, “My offer is always valid, the fifty million check is ready for you at any time. Don’t tell Xingzhou about this.”

After that, he left.

Qiao Xi stood in the corridor for a long time, realizing that not everyone in the Huo Family hoped she and Huo Xingzhou would grow old together.

Had the father-in-law not said these words, she would have never known his true thoughts.

What about the mother-in-law and Jiaojiao?

Deep down, did they also feel she was not a good match for Huo Xingzhou?

Why was Huo Xingzhou certain to marry Xu Xingluo?

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When Qiao Xi returned to the hospital ward corridor, Xingzhou was no longer in room 2122. She took the Golden Needles and headed towards room 2121.

Xu Xingluo opened the door of the hospital room, poked her head out and called to her.

“Qiao Xi.”

Her delicate face was tender, breaking into a radiant and bold smile, “Last night, Brother Xingzhou took care of me all night, you don’t mind, do you?”

“He held me while talking to me, and gave me water to drink,” Xu Xingluo overflowed with happiness, “He still can’t bear to see me sad.”

Qiao Xi felt as though her blood had turned to ice, a coldness spreading from her limbs to her brain.

She looked at Xu Xingluo with a cold gaze and asked, “Why don’t you say these things in front of Huo Xingzhou? The photos you posted on the circle of friends, visible to me alone? Do you think being a mistress is something to be proud of?”

“You… you’re the mistress! We had a marriage agreement long ago; you’re the one who came later!”

“I’m legally married to him, we are husband and wife. What are you?” Qiao Xi said slowly.

Xu Xingluo’s face turned red: “You and he will get a divorce sooner or later.”

Qiao Xi scoffed, “With the way you stick to him like a disgusting leech? Since you’re so certain we’ll divorce, why don’t you ask him to bring it up?”

“Qiao Xi, you… your words are too harsh!”

“Xu Xingluo, if the Liu Family still wants me to treat Liu Zongyun, I advise you not to provoke me,” Qiao Xi said, her eyes chilling to the bone, threatening.

Xu Xingluo, as if she had caught onto something, sneered, “You’re a doctor, saving lives and tending to the wounded is your duty! If you don’t treat him, just wait to be drowned in spit.”

Qiao Xi closed in on her, her whole body emitting a cold seriousness.

A nameless anger surged in her heart.

“Just because of the high moral standards associated with my profession, I should be taken advantage of by you, time and again? How shameless and devoid of moral principles can you be, for him to actually take an interest in you?”

Qiao Xi’s voice was clear, looking straight at her, “I used to think you were elegant and noble, but now… as the daughter of the Xu Family, you’re truly a letdown.”

Xu Xingluo was rendered speechless by her words, huffing and puffing.

Qiao Xi gave her a cold look and then turned to enter Liu Zongyun’s ward.

She calmed her emotions and heard the sound of things being smashed in the next room, her lips twitched slightly. She laid out her needle pack and calmly administered acupuncture to Liu Zongyun.

The long needle penetrated the skin, and Liu Zongyun’s leg muscles could be seen twitching slightly.

Qiao Xi suspected she was seeing things.

She inserted several more needles, each of which caused a minimal tremor.

Was it a response from his pain nerves?

Liu Zongyun might retain a slight consciousness, so Qiao Xi rang the bell to call for a nurse and asked for a neurology specialist to consult and determine Liu Zongyun’s specific condition.

An hour later.

The neurology specialists arrived and after examination confirmed Liu Zongyun was conscious.

“Dr. Qiao, your judgment is correct. For the following treatment, we would like to participate as well, as this could become a typical case study in our country.”

The human brain is a miraculous thing, a field that has not been completely conquered by medicine.

Some people in vegetative states just suddenly wake up.

Qiao Xi said frankly, “Welcome.”

…

Late at night.

A Rolls-Royce stopped outside the small Huo Family villa. Huo Xingzhou’s eyes were tinged with a hint of green, his white shirt unbuttoned at the top, and his body carried a faint smell of alcohol.

He got out of the car expressionlessly and walked into the villa.

Chen Xun followed behind him with Huo Xingzhou’s laptop and coat.

In the living room, Aunt Qian was watching a soap opera, but she stood up hurriedly when she heard them.

“Aunt Qian, President Huo has had quite a few drinks at a social engagement tonight; please prepare a bowl of Hangover Soup,” Chen Xun said.

“Alright. Why drinking again?”

Aunt Qian turned off the TV, took the coat from Chen Xun, and poured a glass of warm water for Huo Xingzhou.

Huo Xingzhou took a sip and looked up at the clock on the wall, the hour hand was on twelve.

It’s late, she must be asleep.

Aunt Qian reminded him, “Young Master, the Young Madam swapped shifts with someone tonight, said she was on the night shift.”

Shifts in the Acupuncture Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine were already scarce, and Qiao Xi, being capable, had even fewer.

Huo Xingzhou’s brow furrowed slightly. Was it really a shift or was she playing the turtle and hiding her head in the shell?

Xu Xingluo’s attempted suicide was not a secret. Considering his abrupt departure last night, the little vinegar jar would surely overthink.

She hadn’t called him all day today.

“Being a doctor is really hard, working night shifts is tiring, and if you do it for too long, you age prematurely. Young Master, Mr. Chen, shall I make some supper for you too?”

Chen Xun hastily waved his hand, “No need to bother, I’ll be going first.”

Huo Xingzhou called out indifferently, “Wait, come to the study with me.”

Chen Xun felt a surge of anxiety but resignedly followed.