Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him-Chapter 636: The Mistress Comes Knocking

Qiao Xi lowered her voice and asked, "Are you angry?"

Huo Xingzhou’s lips carried a faint smile, yet his gaze cooled considerably: "Not angry. Speaking ill of others consumes one’s blessings."

Qiao Xi was almost amused by his seriousness, "Since when did you start believing in Buddhism?"

"Disaster comes from the mouth. Clearly, they haven’t grasped this principle. Someone will teach them soon enough."

Huo Xingzhou’s eyes flickered, masking the darkness within them.

Those who can’t control their tongues to wantonly attack others will find their luck gradually dissipating, inviting trouble. Just like now, when these words reached his ears. Sooner or later, they’ll pay for it.

Qiao Xi tugged at his sleeve, "Shall we go in now?"

To be honest, she wasn’t particularly eager to see Lu Yingxue.

Yet she was curious about the "good show" Huo Xingzhou had mentioned. If it involved laughing at Lu Yingxue’s expense, she wouldn’t mind.

"Naturally."

Huo Xingzhou took her hand and led her inside, prompting the servants to hurriedly inform Lu Yingxue.

When the two of them appeared in the living room.

The two or three dozen young people inside were stunned, and those who had just been gossiping quickly lowered their heads, trying to suppress their guilty expressions.

Afraid that Huo Xingzhou would remember them!

Last time, an Imperial Capital real estate tycoon surnamed Wang was wiped out by Huo Xingzhou, who, in an extremely humiliating move, took over the tycoon’s largest office building. He was now transforming it into the Tianyuan Group’s Imperial Capital branch—both a trophy and a warning.

"Why are they here?"

"Lu Yingxue and them aren’t exactly friends, are they? Rivals would be more accurate. Are they crashing the party uninvited?"

When Lu Yingxue saw Huo Xingzhou and Qiao Xi walk in together, as the hostess, she stepped forward politely: "President Huo and Young Madam Huo, what brings you to this modest housewarming party? Today’s gathering is meant for friends."

The subtext was, "We don’t know each other well, so why are you here?"

"Young Master Zhong extended the invitation; his courtesy was hard to refuse," Huo Xingzhou replied lightly. "Or are we unwelcome? He said this villa is registered under his name. Miss Lu, you and he aren’t even married yet. Strictly speaking, this housewarming party belongs to Young Master Zhong."

His words were never kind—piercingly direct.

Lu Yingxue’s face alternated between shades of green and red. She suppressed her emotions and said, "Since you’re Ayi’s friends, then you’re also my friends. Please, make yourselves at home. There’s food and drinks; help yourselves. The formal dinner will start in half an hour. This isn’t a proper banquet, so forgive me if the hospitality is lacking."

After speaking, she turned to chat with others nearby, showing no intention of introducing Huo Xingzhou and Qiao Xi to the group.

Qiao Xi followed Huo Xingzhou to a dimly-lit corner of the sofa, away from the crowd.

She whispered, "Young Master Zhong... doesn’t seem to be here. Are you sure he really invited you?"

"He’ll be here soon enough," Huo Xingzhou replied, avoiding her question.

He fetched her some pastries and instructed the servants to serve a pot of tea to cleanse the palate.

"Oh."

Qiao Xi nibbled on the pastries and kept her gaze fixed on the main entrance.

It wasn’t even ten minutes later when the sound of a car reached the house.

The people in the living room were all drawn to the commotion, guessing that Young Master Zhong had finally arrived. Some even stood up and craned their necks toward the door, while others, eager to ingratiate themselves, rushed outside to greet Zhong Yi.

But they hadn’t gone far before what they saw outside left them stuttering.

"Young... Young Master Zhong and..."

"He..."

The hesitating tone made people anxious, prompting someone impatient to ask: "What’s up with Young Master Zhong? Did he prepare an extravagant surprise for Miss Lu? Nine hundred ninety-nine red roses? Or maybe fireworks custom-designed for her, or something else?"

The excited but stuttering socialite finally blurted out: "No, it’s not that. Young Master Zhong didn’t come alone."

"Haha, so who’s accompanying him? Are there still guests who haven’t arrived yet?"

Just as these words fell.

Zhong Yi’s figure emerged, along with a delicate and charmingly innocent young girl by his side.

The lively buzz in the living room abruptly died down.

Many began to watch Lu Yingxue’s expression carefully.

The young girl Zhong Yi brought along turned out to be Ye Ying!

On their engagement night, the two had been publicly entangled. Everyone thought that scandal had blown over, but here Zhong Yi was, bringing her along to the housewarming party.

The issue wasn’t just her presence—standing behind them was Wan Jiang, carrying a suitcase.

A pink suitcase!

The crowd’s gaze shifted back and forth between Zhong Yi, Lu Yingxue, and Ye Ying.

Lu Yingxue’s body stiffened, her lips pressed tightly together.

Her eyes seemed to glint with shards of ice, and her slender willow-leaf eyes turned sharp with fury.

She broke the silence: "Ayi, what do you think you’re doing?"

She knew Zhong Yi was unhappy with her suggestion to move in together for a trial marriage, but she couldn’t defy Old Master Zhong’s orders. To think this was his response—bringing Ye Ying to the housewarming party!

Zhong Yi reached out and wrapped an arm around Ye Ying’s waist, saying, "I’m not comfortable with her living at the Ye Family home, so I invited her to move in with us. Do you have a problem with that?"

Those words were like a slap across Lu Yingxue’s face.

"Zhong Yi! If Miss Ye stays at our house, her reputation will be ruined. Have you thought this through?"

"Yes. She was the victim of what happened that night, after all. I owe her. Besides, the Old Master wishes for me to have children soon. If Miss Ye is truly pregnant with my child, I can’t shirk that responsibility. She’ll stay here for a month."

Zhong Yi casually chuckled, his gaze filled with unreadable emotions as he looked at Lu Yingxue, "Aren’t you supposed to be the most gracious and magnanimous? The Old Master is using the matter of children as leverage. If I don’t have a child of my own before the family election, you won’t become the Zhong Family’s mistress. Yingxue, you should understand what’s at stake, shouldn’t you?"

Lu Yingxue’s nails dug deep into her palm.

Those words—he could have spoken them privately yet chose to tear apart both her facade and her pride with so many people watching.

Reducing her, one of the Imperial Capital’s famed "Twin Beauties," to a laughingstock.

She turned to Ye Ying and asked, "Miss Ye, are you truly choosing to move in here? Zhong Yi and I are an engaged couple. Your behavior is utterly disgraceful."

Ye Ying locked eyes with her and replied earnestly, "My reputation is already poor, and the Ye Family hasn’t treated me kindly. Since Young Master Zhong is willing to help me, I’m grateful to him. If I really am pregnant, I’ll certainly give birth to his child."

She aspired to study abroad, to escape the Ye Family and her malicious stepmother!

Zhong Yi was the only one capable of making this happen for her, and over the years, the only one willing to help her.

She couldn’t let this opportunity slip by!

Ye Ying’s words drew scornful glances from many.

Lu Yingxue was so furious that her fingers trembled.

In that moment, the living room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, the tension stretched taut like a wire.