Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him-Chapter 619: Alive, We Need to See the Person; Dead, We Need to See the Body

Chapter 619: Chapter 619: Alive, We Need to See the Person; Dead, We Need to See the Body

"Hello."

Huo Xingzhou walked to the window and answered the phone.

As he listened to the report from the other end, his expression gradually hardened, a deep gloom filling his eyes.

"Are you sure?" His voice was soft, but the intense chill within was unmistakable.

"Alright, I understand. I’ll deploy every available person we have now. Examine every inch, every detail thoroughly. Leave no trace behind. Alive or dead, I want answers."

Huo Xingzhou said in a low voice, "Make absolutely sure to give me a result by the end of this month."

After saying this, he hung up the phone, his brows furrowing tightly.

He remained silent for a long time before exhaling deeply.

This time, the situation was serious.

His gaze slowly shifted toward the direction of the door. If Qiao Xi were to find out...

Better to keep her in the dark for now and hope for a positive outcome.

...

On the first floor of the villa.

Qiao Xi descended the staircase and saw Sun Weimeng and Huo Sijiao huddled together in the living room, discussing animatedly. She called out to them.

Huo Sijiao quickly raised her head and cheerfully said, "Sister-in-law! We were just about to call for you. Sun Weimeng and I are picking a date for the beauty salon’s grand opening and even brought over a Lunar Almanac. I heard you studied a lot under Mr. Cheng, so could you help us choose a good day?"

"Oh, sure."

Qiao Xi walked over to Huo Sijiao’s side, her presence accompanied by a faint yet familiar scent of sandalwood.

The aroma was distinctive and oddly comforting.

Sun Weimeng lifted his head and shot a teasing glance at Qiao Xi, then pointed at Huo Sijiao. His gaze carried a playful hint of mischief.

Huo Sijiao had been meeting with Xie Xubai.

Recently, they’ve been seeing each other quite often.

"Sister-in-law, sit next to me and take a look at the dates we’ve picked. Ideally, we want to open soon. The renovations are all set. We just need to swap out some equipment. I’ve also brought in a team of top-tier beauticians from Haicheng. Everything is ready."

When she talked about the beauty salon, her eyes sparkled.

Qiao Xi sat beside her and examined the selected dates, pointing to the date three days later—the twelfth.

"This day is excellent, favorable for all things."

Huo Sijiao clapped her hands excitedly. "Perfect, then we’ll hold the grand opening on the twelfth. Sun Weimeng, you start arranging for the flowers, and I’ll notify all the employees and the socialites from the Imperial Capital. Beauty salons on that street are practically wiped out, leaving only Yingyue Pavilion. We’ve got to step up our game!"

Huo Sijiao was deliberate about this.

When choosing the salon’s location, she purposely picked the spot across from Yingyue Pavilion—Furong—and didn’t even bother changing the name.

She couldn’t stand Lu Yingxue!

After assigning tasks, she grabbed her phone and dashed off to the backyard to make calls. Even in the living room, her chirpy voice contacting clients could be heard. Sun Weimeng pouted and muttered, "She only knows how to order people around. I’m a boss too, so why should flower arrangements fall on me?"

He then whipped out his phone, sent a quick text to one of his subordinates, and delegated the task.

In less than a minute, he transferred tens of thousands of dollars to settle everything.

"Qiao Xi, let me tell you. She came back with this flushed, glowing look—definitely went on a date with Xie Xubai." Sun Weimeng, with a sharp intuition like a bloodhound, immediately sensed that something was amiss with Huo Sijiao.

Qiao Xi chuckled, holding the Lunar Almanac. She asked, "How do you know?"

"Last night, Xie Xubai was the one who drove her back. God knows what they did in the car’s rear seat. By the time she got out, her face was all red. This morning, she stopped by Master Irina’s studio to pick up a suit. I specifically asked the salesperson—confirmed it was a men’s suit."

It seemed like those two were about to get together.

But Qiao Xi remained convinced of Huo Sijiao’s feelings for Shen Xuanzhi. "I think there’s a misunderstanding. When Jiaojiao likes someone, it’s very obvious. She can’t hide her emotions. So far, I don’t see any signs of her liking Xie Xubai."

"Then let’s place a bet. If you ask me, with Shen Xuanzhi’s temper, he’ll eventually drive Huo Sijiao mad. When she’s had enough, she’ll throw herself into Xie Xubai’s arms."

Sun Weimeng loved gambling.

He was always angling to make bets with other people.

Qiao Xi glanced at him and firmly declined. "No betting."

Sun Weimeng shrugged in disappointment.

Qiao Xi’s lips curved upward. "Hurry and go order the flowers."

"Alright, fine."

...

Evening.

At Xie Mansion.

Xie Xubai returned home in the evening and found Shen Xuanzhi performing acupuncture on Mrs. Xie.

"Xubai, you’re back. Come sit."

Mrs. Xie motioned him over, her sharp eyes brimming with scrutiny.

Xie Xubai handed the documents and bag he was holding to Ning Yuan, then sat beside his grandmother and greeted her. "Grandma."

Mrs. Xie snorted coldly. She didn’t bother to avoid speaking in front of Shen Xuanzhi.

"Xubai, let me warn you. If you don’t find a girlfriend by the end of the year, I’ll really go to the Pei Family to propose marriage."

Xie Xubai helplessly responded to the old lady’s threat. "I understand."

She was not one to joke.

Even if she didn’t like Pei Chun, out of spite, she’d still proceed with the proposal.

Unsatisfied with Xubai’s nonchalant reply, his grandmother raised her voice. "Xie Xubai, don’t take this lightly! I used to give you freedom to date, indulgence even! But let me ask you—what’s the progress between you and that Miss Huo?"

"Miss Huo and I..."

Xie Xubai spoke slowly, his peripheral glance catching Shen Xuanzhi pausing in his actions. He continued deliberately, "Miss Huo and I are just ordinary friends. I’ve explained this before. Grandma, saying such things could damage her reputation."

"If that’s what you say, then I find Miss Huo rather delightful. In that case..." Mrs. Xie turned to Shen Xuanzhi and said, "I could play matchmaker and introduce Miss Huo to Dr. Shen—they’re both from Haicheng."

Shen Xuanzhi froze, his back stiffening.

Deliberately, Mrs. Xie seemed intent on provoking Xie Xubai as she added, "Dr. Shen, do you have a girlfriend yet?"

Shen Xuanzhi tightly pressed his lips together, his hand gripping a long, slender acupuncture needle.

Fortunately, Xie Xubai stepped in, understanding his predicament. "Grandma, this is Dr. Shen’s personal matter. Please don’t pry; he’s here to provide treatment."

Shen Xuanzhi’s voice was low. "Thank you for your kind intentions, Mrs. Xie, but I don’t need one right now."

His palm seemed warmer, and whenever the name "Huo Sijiao" surfaced, his heart couldn’t help but race.

But he had an agreement with the Guan Family.

Fake as it might be—the public still viewed it as genuine.

Mrs. Xie’s lips tightened in disappointment. Her sharp, flashlight-like gaze shifted toward Ning Yuan standing by Xie Xubai’s side.

"Xiaoyuan, shall I make you an introduction too? Surely you’ve met Jiaojiao before—don’t you think she’s lovable?"

Ning Yuan hastily shook his head. "Mrs. Xie, how could I be worthy of Miss Huo? Besides, she’s young and not in any rush to marry—unlike President Xie, who’s already thirty."

Mrs. Xie, her tone dripping with sarcasm, replied, "Indeed, some people are already thirty years old but haven’t considered finding a partner."

Ning Yuan, under Xie Xubai’s threatening glare, raised the item he was holding and said, "Mrs. Xie, you don’t need to worry. Look at what I’ve brought."