Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him-Chapter 606: If She’s Willing, I’ll Be the Other Woman

Chapter 606: Chapter 606: If She’s Willing, I’ll Be the Other Woman

Qiao Xi inserted a long needle into Zhong Yi’s acupoints to dispel the heat poison.

Then she forced blood out from the pads of his fingers.

Huo Sijiao moved a chair over, propped her chin up with both hands, and watched Qiao Xi’s actions, her mind spinning about tonight’s events: "Brother, can you stop speaking in riddles? I can’t figure out what happened tonight at all."

Her brain really wasn’t sufficient.

"Isn’t Lu Yingxue Zhong Yi’s fiancée? Then what harm could the Lu Family pose to Zhong Yi?"

These were the same questions Qiao Xi wanted to ask, but deep down, she already had a vague answer.

Zhong Yi pulled off the bathrobe covering his head. His jade-like features carried a trace of laziness and exhaustion.

His voice was even rougher now, with a hint of hoarseness: "Because Lu Yingxue wants to give birth to my child! I just don’t know whether tonight’s drug was given by Lu Yingxue or Zhong Lingxiao. Perhaps both of them had a hand in it."

Zhong Yi slowly closed his eyes: "If Lu Yingxue gives birth to my child, there’s a strong possibility I could hold onto my position as the heir. In the future, the Lu Family father and daughter could leverage this child to solidify their standing in the Zhong Family. Once the old master dies, and I meet my demise, the grand Zhong Family would become theirs to pocket."

At that point, who in the Imperial Capital could still stand against the Lu Family father and daughter?

Huo Sijiao sucked in a cold breath: "Isn’t this just like when powerful maternal relatives in ancient times seized the throne? Once the daughter gives birth to a prince, they’d revolt and crown themselves emperor! So your Zhong Family actually has a throne to inherit after all..."

"No difference."

Zhong Yi’s voice carried a hint of nasal congestion, "This is exactly what the Lu Family intends. Meanwhile, Zhong Lingxiao only wants to use tonight’s events to sow discord between me and the Lu Family. Stir up a scandal to make the old master disappointed in me."

The Zhong Family, having been passed down for centuries, harbors some outdated thoughts.

The old master, a man of many cunning and unpredictable schemes, also subscribes to the idea of continuing the family lineage.

The infighting within the Zhong Family is akin to the succession struggles of a feudal dynasty.

Danger lurks everywhere; traps are set upon traps, yet amidst the chaos, opportunities for reversal also abound.

"I’ll investigate this matter thoroughly to show the Imperial Capital my stance and force Zhong Lingxiao and Lu Yingxue to tread cautiously. Perhaps they’ve forgotten how I clawed my way to the top all those years ago after staying quiet for so long."

This was a warning!

And another thing, he wanted to humiliate Lu Yingxue at the engagement banquet!

Because back in Moon Village, Ayi and Lu Yingxue harbored an unresolvable hatred toward each other, and Granny Qiao’s death was an insurmountable chasm.

"Then what about you and Ye Ying?" Huo Sijiao asked, "How could a woman sacrifice her chastity..."

Zhong Yi heard this and first shot a provocatively loaded glance at Huo Xingzhou.

Then he looked at Qiao Xi, who was carefully administering the needle, and said earnestly: "Ye Ying and I are merely putting on an act. She happened to walk into the situation. The Ye’s family circumstances are complicated; Ye Ying’s mother passed away long ago, and she’s been tormented by her stepmother. The burns on her body were inflicted on the stepmother’s orders to their nanny."

He explained patiently, but Huo Xingzhou knew Zhong Yi wasn’t explaining it for Huo Sijiao.

"Ye Ying wants to break free from her original family. Her stepmother intends to use her to climb the Guan Family’s ranks by forcing her to marry Guan Wenli. And if that fails, they’ll pawn her off to that small real estate tycoon Wang, in the Imperial Capital."

You know, Zhong Lingxiao’s lackey—the guy who was sparring verbally with Huo Xingzhou just earlier.

Zhong Yi said calmly, "She cooperates with me to act, and I help her leave her family. It’s mutual benefit, and there’s no coercion or threat involved."

Huo Sijiao hadn’t yet noticed the peculiar tension in the room. She blurted out, laughing, "Guan Wenli is such an idiot! No wonder Ye Ying would resort to such measures! Poor girl!"

Her nimble, bright eyes rolled over to look at Qiao Xi: "Sister-in-law, what about you then? Why did so many people insist the person inside that room was you?"

Qiao Xi continued administering the acupuncture and bloodletting as she said, "Zhong Yi knew he’d been drugged, so he invited me upstairs to treat him. But since my needle pouch was with you, I had to go downstairs to retrieve it. When I went back up, Miss Guan stopped me. She sensed something was off and made me hide in her room’s bathroom to find out what they were up to. Who would have thought..."

It turned out they were catching someone in the act!

If she had really entered the room, she would have been caught red-handed by all those people.

Huo Sijiao’s expression grew a little somber at the mention of Miss Guan.

Guan Jingtan had attended the engagement banquet with Shen Xuanzhi—it clearly wasn’t a simple doctor-patient relationship.

She exhaled lightly and said, "Luckily, Sister-in-law didn’t fall into their trap."

Qiao Xi chuckled softly, "It wasn’t even aimed at me in the first place; I was just collateral. Once bitten, twice shy—next time I’ll definitely be more cautious."

She removed the needle from Zhong Yi’s body, speaking gently, "Alright, but your energy is depleted, so you need to rest and recover properly. For now... refrain from intimacy. Otherwise, it will hurt your vitality. It’s best to go to the hospital for a more thorough check-up."

Zhong Yi looked at her, his voice laced with imperceptible warmth: "Thank you, Doctor Qiao."

Huo Xingzhou said flatly, "Jiaojiao, take your sister-in-law down to check on that Miss Ye. She might as well be your first client; you’d better take good care of her."

"Alright!"

Huo Sijiao’s empathy surged, "I’ll bring an extra dress for Miss Ye. I doubt that stepmother of hers would’ve prepared a spare for her."

"Sister-in-law, let’s go."

She was a bit oblivious, but Qiao Xi could tell Huo Xingzhou’s true intention was to send her away.

She didn’t press further and instead packed up her things, saying, "Miss Ye was planning to have me check her scars anyway—this works fine."

She slowly stepped out of the room, carefully closing the door behind her.

The moment the door was about to shut, her almond-shaped eyes glanced over and met Zhong Yi’s amorous gaze.

With the soft sound of the lock clicking, the door closed completely.

The two girls left.

The tension in the room instantly escalated.

Zhong Yi propped himself up on the edge of the bed, his voice weak: "President Huo, you sent them away—are you planning to beat me up?"

Huo Xingzhou’s expression was cold, his eyes harboring a hint of disdain: "No, I’m here to wake you up from your delusions and childishness. Do you really think keeping yourself pure will change anything?"

Everything he said about Ye Ying being irrelevant was nothing more than an effort to explain things to Qiao Xi—striving to prove his loyalty.

Huo Sijiao and Qiao Xi might not understand, but Huo Xingzhou saw through him completely.

Zhong Yi staggered toward him, moonlight streaming through the window.

Shifting shadows cast onto his exquisite profile, his throat moving slightly: "I only know that if I truly went through with it, then there’d be no chance left at all."

Huo Xingzhou said, "You never had any chance to begin with; she’s already married to me."

Zhong Yi replied indifferently, "So what if she’s married?"

Huo Xingzhou sneered, "Your pride amounts to being a male mistress?"

Zhong Yi’s sole intent was to provoke Huo Xingzhou, to take him down a peg, to unsettle this man who stood so high above, basking in triumph—who had taken the one he cherished most.

"If she’s willing, I’ll gladly play the third wheel."

Every warm moment in his life was tied to Qiao Xi.

She was his most treasured possession, disgraceful as it may be.

Huo Xingzhou closed the distance between them, his brow furrowing and eyes darkening: "What do you take her for?"

Zhong Yi smiled faintly, his jade-like features radiating defiance: "Of course, I take her as the one closest to my heart."

The atmosphere grew even tenser, as though a physical clash was imminent.