Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him

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Qiao Xi spoke with difficulty, "Are all you businessmen so sinister and cunning?"

Huo Xingzhou smoothed out the wrinkles on his trousers and said, "It's betting small to win big, in war there is no prohibitions against deceit."

Qiao Xi had a sudden realization. Hiring some actors wouldn't cost much, but his project was worth a fortune.

"Thank you."

She said sincerely.

Hearing her gratitude, Huo Xingzhou felt a vast sense of relief in his heart.

The car soon arrived at the hospital, and Qiao Xi hustled about, arranging the admission. The old lady's body had been worn out in her youth, and her true qi was now visible, her vital energy already in decline. Her traditional Chinese medicine skills couldn't save anyone, she could only desperately save money to rely on Western medicine's potent drugs to prolong life.

"Nannan, I'm not staying in the hospital," the old woman's withered hand clutched at Qiao Xi's clothes, "Don't worry, I'll be fine if I go back to the countryside."

"No way. Grandma has to be obedient, the doctors said your illness can be treated," Qiao Xi said firmly, "I'll go pay the fees, you lie down."

She paused when passing Huo Xingzhou.

But in the end, she said nothing and walked out of the ward.

"Young Master Huo, you've been a great help today," said the old lady, leaning on a soft pillow, her murky eyes filled with kindness and humility.

"After all, she did marry me."

Huo Xingzhou sat in the wheelchair, his hands long and slender, crossed and suspended over his knees.

"This child has had a hard life, her father died early, and her own mother abandoned her for wealth. She went to school thanks to the charity of kind people, too sensible for her own good," said Grandmother Qiao as she wiped away her tears with her rough hands.

When she was close and touching him, Huo Xingzhou thought, she didn't seem at all well-behaved.

"She's straightforward, unyielding, and doesn't know how to please people. She responds to kindness rather than coercion, and for every hint of kindness from others, she wishes she could return it tenfold. Young Master Huo, could I ask you to look after her a bit?"

Huo Xingzhou listened to her words and responded in a low voice.

The cold text of the investigation report about Qiao Xi became vivid and lifelike with the old woman's narrative.

...

After spending most of the day with the old lady, it was evening by the time Qiao Xi and Huo Xingzhou left.

On the way back.

Inside the understated luxury car, the light was dim.

The man's voice broke the silence.

"Do you still stand by what you said earlier?" his dark eyes spread a hint of shimmering light, "Heal my legs?"

"Yes!"

Qiao Xi wished she could swear to heaven, "I promise, I will definitely heal your legs."

This time, Huo Xingzhou believed her.

The female disciple of Cheng Han, the National Doctor who had trained for many years—how could he not believe her?

"Who is your teacher?"

Huo Xingzhou had a guess at the bottom of his heart, but still wanted to hear her say it herself.

Qiao Xi's face turned red as she explained, "I learned from my neighbor, Grandfather Cheng. Although he's not as famous as Mr. Cheng Han, he taught me with great dedication, and all the villagers were cured by him."

Indeed.

She didn't know she had followed such an impressive master, nor did she realize that Cheng Han had changed his name and was living in the countryside.

"I believe you," Huo Xingzhou said lightly.

Good.

He had hidden the old master's traces so that no one would associate the old man in the countryside with the National Doctor Cheng Han. He helped ensure that no one would disturb the old master's peaceful later years.

"The old lady's illness is complex. I have arranged for a caretaker to accompany her for the long term. You can visit her in the hospital whenever you have the time. The medical expenses will be deducted from your consultation fees."

"Mr. Huo, I'm truly grateful to you," her clear eyes were filled with joy, "Thank you for believing in my medical skills."

"Qiao Xi, in the future, they will all have to beg you."

Those people who couldn't see the real value, not knowing the treasure they had missed out on.

He was once one of them.

Qiao Xi didn't understand his meaning, only feeling that his voice was like the moonlight spreading over a spring night lake, reflecting ripples, gradually warming the heart.

Huo Xingzhou took out an agreement from the central console's electric drawer and handed it to Qiao Xi.

As she lowered her head, she saw the four bold, black characters "Marriage Agreement". The agreement stipulated that they would divorce after his legs had fully recovered, with the maximum duration set at three months. As a gesture of gratitude, he would gift her a property and a check for a million.

"If you have no objections, sign it. I don't like to owe favors, and this can also be considered a confidentiality agreement." This was the agreement he had drafted after seeing the investigation report yesterday.

Qiao Xi looked up at him and signed her name in a delicate but slightly sharp script.

"Mr. Huo, pleasure doing business with you."

Her eyes were very attractive, almond-shaped, and when she smiled, they twinkled irresistibly.

Huo Xingzhou was taken aback for a moment and gave a slight smile.

A heart that had never fluttered felt as though it had been brushed by a soft feather.

"Qiao Xi, this gives you a choice."

He drafted this agreement only to give her the power to choose, so she wouldn't be bound by marriage.

When the time came, whether she wanted to leave or not was up to her.

...

When the two returned home, Aunt Qian hurriedly greeted them.

"Young Master Zhou Yu has come to visit you."

"Hmm."

Qiao Xi followed the ramp and pushed his wheelchair inside, where upon entering the hall, she saw a handsome and attractive guy sitting on the sofa, with messy bangs covering his smooth forehead, deep-set eyes, and deep blue pupils as if he had mixed heritage.

"Huo Er."

Zhou Yu stood up and, looking at Qiao Xi, said, "This must be the Sister-in-law."

He had specifically come over to see what kind of extraordinary abilities the woman, whom Huo Xingzhou had moved private forces for and disguised as an extra, possessed.

"This is Zhou Yu, someone unimportant. You don't need to be polite to him." Huo Xingzhou introduced him out of courtesy.

"Hey, what do you mean by I'm someone unimportant! I've been slaving away for you for so many years!" If it weren't for his cover-up, Huo Xingzhou's other identity would have been exposed long ago.

Qiao Xi's lips curled into a smile, her delicate eyebrows and eyes brimming with amusement.

Zhou Yu even felt a tad embarrassed.

"Huo Er, I came here on serious business."

Qiao Xi said thoughtfully, "You guys talk, I'll go back to the room and get ready." Ready for acupuncture therapy.

Huo Xingzhou nodded.

Watching her leave, Zhou Yu dared to tease, "What kind of preparation? Preparation for consummating the marriage?"

"Get lost!"

He chuckled twice and said, "Is she really the apprentice of the National Doctor? It's hard to tell, it seems heaven is quite kind to you. Don't you think she looks a bit like Xu...?"

"If there's nothing else, get lost."

"Wait, I came to report on Tianyuan Group's quarterly..."

...

At the Su Family's home.

Su Weiwei, feeling aggrieved, smashed her cosmetics all over the floor.

"Bitch! Why does she deserve it!" Su Weiwei was jealous, but she kept reassuring herself. Huo Xingzhou was already disabled, and Huo Beiting was the better choice.

Buzz buzz buzz.

Her phone on the dressing table vibrated desperately. Seeing the caller ID, Su Weiwei took a deep breath, answered the call, and started sobbing, "Beiting brother, Huo Xingzhou is too much! He's brought..."

"You didn't get the goods?" Huo Beiting was not so patient, "If the Su Family can't get what I want, I am not going to marry you."

Su Weiwei's expression stiffened.

"Beiting brother, it was for you that I had Qiao Xi marry in my place."

"If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up."

"Wait!" Su Weiwei's eyes flashed with malice, "I have another idea! This time, it will definitely make the second branch of the Huo Family beg you on their knees, handing over the 'Project Transfer Document' with both hands."

Su Weiwei quickly conveyed her plan, satisfying Huo Beiting on the other end of the line immensely.

"Su Weiwei, you're much crueler than I expected!"

This move was about cutting the weed and removing the root.