Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him-Chapter 209 - Brother Xingzhou Use Your Capital

Chapter 209: Chapter 209: Brother Xingzhou, Use Your Capital

Chapter 209: Chapter 209: Brother Xingzhou, Use Your Capital

Huo Xingzhou slightly raised his eyes, which bore the deep chill of cold indifference.

His slender fingers tapped the glass, and after swallowing a mouthful of whiskey, he spoke, “Does this concern you?”

Oh no!

He didn’t deny it.

Nor did he say “none of your business.”

That meant there was something to talk about tonight.

Zhou Yu poured him more liquor and, taking a drink, said, “She’s throwing a temper tantrum at you, right? That must be because a lot has happened recently. Women, you know…”

Sun Weimeng craned his neck in anticipation, always admiring Zhou Yu’s experience with women, seeing this as a prime opportunity to learn.

He eagerly awaited Zhou Yu to reveal some timeless truths.

Bang.

Huo Xingzhou placed the glass firmly onto the coffee table, his brows and eyes exuded a condensed sullenness, the bottoms of his eyes carrying the warmth tinted by alcohol.

“She brought up divorce with me.”

Having said that, he looked at them.

The upturned corners of his eyes were exceptionally icy, his Adam’s apple moved as he suppressed the rising surge of emotion and said, “Do you have any solutions?”

Sun Weimeng covered his mouth, looking unintentionally towards Huo Xingzhou’s crotch with an expression of having stumbled upon juicy gossip.

Zhou Yu was stunned for a while before muttering, “Really? How could she bear to divorce you? You’re practically the perfect husband.”

This was a question Huo Xingzhou very much wanted to know as well.

But he was so infuriated by Qiao Xi that he didn’t ask again.

“I don’t know.” He lowered his gaze to pick up the glass, the reflection of light casting a harsh shadow between his eyebrow bone and the high bridge of his nose, making him look all the more aloof and despondent.

Zhou Yu began to list the possible reasons, “First, your grandmother’s death has deeply saddened her. She was very important to Qiao Xi, and because Xiang Huai, that bastard, had Wang Lang commit an act that led to her death and we can’t bring him to justice, she’s taking it out on you. If she hadn’t married you, this wouldn’t have happened.”

“Second, she doesn’t love you.”

He glanced at Huo Xingzhou’s frightening expression and hurriedly recanted, “That’s impossible! How could Qiao Xi not love you? Who else could she love, haha! But… could there be a possibility of that?”

Sun Weimeng looked at him as if he were looking at a dead man, clucking his tongue twice before turning his head away.

“Huo Er, don’t be in disbelief. Qiao Xi didn’t marry you willingly; she was with you due to circumstances. What if she had a ‘moon in the water’ or perhaps a lover from her past?”

Huo Xingzhou lifted his glass to drink, the liquid inside shimmering with a light luster. He said indifferently, “Continue.”

Zhou Yu cleared his throat and said, “Third, it’s about that night. You didn’t arrive by her side in time, and she faced everything alone. You were deceived by Xu Xingluo, and… I haven’t told anyone, so she probably doesn’t know.”

The news was sealed tight.

Zhou Yu knew how to be discreet.

Huo Xingzhou would definitely not allow such an embarrassing incident to leak. So, recently, the outside world was very interested in the reason why Tianyuan Group had stopped their cooperation with the Xu family.

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Old Xu Guangyao must be pulling his hair out by now.

Curiosity flashed in Sun Weimeng’s eyes, “Who was it then? Was Xu Xingluo forceful?”

Zhou Yu slapped him on the forehead, “Once you’re out that door, watch your mouth. Don’t ask what you shouldn’t; our valiant President Huo could hardly be outwitted by Xu Xingluo!”

“Oh.”

Sun Weimeng touched his head, looking aggrieved.

Zhou Yu came up with a rotten idea, “Women, the key is to dote on them. Huo Er, look at your figure, your looks, just be a bit contrite and gentle, and once Qiao Xi’s anger subsides, she’ll sweetly enjoy her days with you.”

He cheekily fondled Huo Xingzhou’s chest, “Brother Xingzhou, use your assets.”

“Get lost.”

Huo Xingzhou said coldly.

Zhou Yu laughed, “The most useful strategies in ‘The Thirty-Six Stratagems,’ are the Self-Torture Trick and the Beauty Trick. Don’t believe me? Shall we give it a try?”

Huo Xingzhou raised his eyes to look at him, “Speak.”

Zhou Yu was confident and smirked triumphantly, “You just wait, brother’s going to create an opportunity for you.”

He walked briskly out of the private room.

Sun Weimeng squatted beside the sofa, looking at Huo Xingzhou and asked, “What did he go to do?”

Huo Xingzhou’s eyes were filled with endless darkness, “To get himself killed.”

Young Master Sun quickly shut his mouth, for tonight’s Huo Xingzhou was not to be provoked.

Someone knocked on the door, and Old Chen, who was dealing with the aftermath, walked in: “Young Master, Mr. Xiang has already arrived at the hospital. The doctor examined him and found no serious injuries, just some flesh wounds that will heal in a few days. Also, the manager found a mobile phone.”

He handed the mobile phone to Huo Xingzhou: “This seems to be Mr. Xiang’s phone.”

The belongings of the Xiang Family probably contained some useful information.

Huo Xingzhou casually took Xiang Huai’s phone, his fingers slid across, and there was a lock screen password. His expression calm, his long fingers tapped the screen a few times and the password unlocked.

Such little tricks, he still knew how to do.

His shirt cuffs slightly rolled up, he casually browsed through Xiang Huai’s phone without a hint of embarrassment.

From chat records to phone files, and then to the photo gallery.

Even the album was carefully categorized, and he clicked into one called “Beloved” and saw it was full of Xu Xingluo’s photos. There were selfies of the two of them, as well as sneaky shots of Xu Xingluo’s silhouette.

Xiang Huai really was a standard bootlicker.

Huo Xingzhou looked down at the screen, his brows and eyes tightened. He suddenly saw several extremely intimate bed photos, which Xiang Huai cherished greatly. He even wrote notes on the photos.

The corners of Huo Xingzhou’s mouth curved slightly.

“Old Chen.”

“Young Master, do you have any orders?”

“Back up everything in the phone and then throw it back.”

“Alright.”

Old Chen did not ask why but took the phone and went to do as told.

…

In the corridor of the club.

Zhou Yu took out his phone under the dim light and dialed Qiao Xi’s number.

It took Qiao Xi a long time to answer the call, without a hint of sleepiness, “Hello, Mr. Zhou.”

“Qiao Xi, Brother Xingzhou got drunk at Fuchun Garden. He’s been drinking non-stop, and I’m worried that his body can’t take it if this goes on. He has hardly rested these days, downing one glass after another of high-alcohol-concentration whiskey.

I asked him what happened, but he wouldn’t say a word. You should come and take him home quickly!”

Zhou Yu’s tone was anxious, speaking urgently.

Hearing his words, Qiao Xi’s breath hitched.

Mr. Huo took the call and left the house, and he ended up getting drunk alone? A tinge of heartache arose in Qiao Xi’s heart.

Had she really pushed such a proud man to this extent by merely mentioning divorce?

It was hard to imagine that he would resort to drinking away his sorrows.

Zhou Yu added fuel to the fire, saying, “Hurry up and come! I can’t persuade him at all. What if he gets a perforated stomach from drinking? Ah, I’ve never seen him like this.”

His tone was genuinely worried.

All the concerns in Qiao Xi’s mind vanished as she said, “I’ll come right over.”

Zhou Yu’s lips curled into a smile.

In the playbook of strategies, the sorrowful strategy was still quite effective, huh.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Xi changed into casual clothes and went downstairs. She glanced at the night sky outside and ultimately decided to drive a Porsche from the garage to Fuchun Garden.

She had only recently got her driving license, and this was her first official time on the road.

Her heart was in turmoil.

Qiao Xi gripped the steering wheel, her heart racing. She kept her eyes on the road ahead, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.

Fortunately, the traffic was sparse in the middle of the night, and all the roads she drove were main roads.

Qiao Xi managed to get the Porsche to Fuchun Garden, albeit with difficulty, and parked it in reverse. Only then did she get out of the car and hurried to the private room at Fuchun Garden Club.