Chapter 95 - 95: Huo Xiting Closer: Star, Long Time No See
Mrs. Huo Pretends to be Weak Every Day
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Ye Beisheng almost had a heart attack.
Huo Xiting walked to the front passenger seat, put on his gloves slowly, and opened the door. âMrs. Huo, youâre in a good mood. Why do you happen to be in another manâs car?â
Qin Zhou recognized him at a glance. This was the Ninth Master, whose name shook the world.
The expression in his eyes changed from surprise to doubt, to shock, to relief, and then to determination. He patted Ye Beishengâs shoulder and said, âXiao Wu, so this is your husband. â
Ye Beisheng was speechless.
âMr. Qin?â Huo Xiting looked up casually.
Qin Zhou had a good impression of Huo Xiting, and a man who could make Xiao Wu marry him willingly must be extraordinary.
As long as Xiao Wu liked him, he felt that Huo Xiting was perfect in every way.
âHi, Ninth Master.â Qin Zhou smiled and nodded his head.
Then, he turned to Ye Beisheng. âXiao Wu, Iâm relieved to see that youâve married such a good man. Heâs much better than your dead fiancé.â
Huo Xitingâs smile grew wider and wider.
Ah yes, her dead fiancé!
Qin Zhou didnât know why the ninth master still had a vague hostility towards him even though he had expressed 120% kindness to Xiao Wuâs husband.
He thought for a moment. Perhaps he was too handsome, making the ninth master a little jealous.
Hence, Qin Zhou was especially tactful. âXiao Wu, you can take the ninth masterâs car. After all, I donât have an invitation to the banquet. Iâll go later. â Huo Xiting sneered and pulled Ye Beisheng away.
Qin Zhou was speechless.
Why was there such hostility? He didnât say anything bad about the ninth master.
Perhaps this was the natural hostility between men.
It was all his fault for being too handsome.
Ye Beisheng followed Huo Xiting into the car and had a bad feeling.
He placed his fingers on the steering wheel but had no intention of driving. Instead, he looked at Ye Beisheng and asked, âMrs. Huo, are you very close to Qin Zhou?â
Ye Beisheng felt like she was being held accountable.
Was this man being jealous? It shouldnât be. Huo Xiting didnât like her.
Perhaps⦠A manâs possessiveness?
Ye Beisheng quickly revealed a gentle smile. âHow can that be? Iâm not familiar with him, not at all!â
âNot familiar?â
Huo Xiting chuckled and said casually, âHuo Shen International wanted to work with Star a few years ago, but Star rejected them. Do you know why?â
Ye Beisheng didnât understand why his thoughts were jumping around so quickly.
Back then, she refused to cooperate with Huo Shen International because she didnât like to be associated with big consortia. Star had always produced single products, so she was not interested in working for Huo Xiting.
However, it was also because of her rejection that it was the first time in Huoshen Internationalâs history had taken a fall and even lost a portion of the international market.
Huo Xiting could kill Star with a pinch of his fingers.
Ye Beisheng was a little scared and swallowed her saliva. âI-I donât know. Ninth Master you must be joking. I donât even know Star, how would I know her?!â
âSo, if you donât know Starâ¦â
Huo Xiting said meaningfully, âQin Zhou is Starâs third brother. I thought you were good friends with him, so you would naturally know Star. It seems that I might be wrong.â
Ye Beisheng heaved a sigh of relief, but for some reason, she still had a bad feeling.
Huo Xiting still didnât drive. He leaned back in his seat and asked slowly, âDo you know why Star hasnât shown up yet when Qin Zhou came to City An?â
âPerhaps sheâs busy? Well, all the great designers are busy. Thatâs why she isnât here in City Anâ¦â Ye Beisheng answered subconsciously.
âNo, guess again.â
Ye Beisheng continued to make up a story, âThen something must have delayed himâ¦
âWrong.â Huo Xiting interrupted with a faint smile and then leaned closer.
âThe reason why Star didnât show up was becauseâ¦. Isnât she sitting right here?â
âItâs been a long time, Star, the great designer.â Huo Xiting showed a cold smile.
Ye Beisheng suddenly felt a chill run down her spine, and a gust of cold wind blew. She resisted the urge to curse.
F*ck! What the hell? How did Huo Xiting know?