Qiao Xi followed Huo Xingzhou out of the beauty and wellness spa and got into the black Rolls-Royce.
She mustered up the courage to ask, "Mr. Huo, where did Jiaojiao go?"
"She took some money and went to have fun."
In front of Huo Xingzhou was a laptop, his slender fingers tapping the keyboard softly.
His attention was all on the computer screen, as if he was barely sparing a fraction of his energy to deal with her.
Qiao Xi lowered her head, feeling foolish.
She thought, he must be very angry.
And rightly so.
The car moved smoothly.
The man closed his laptop, massaged his brow, and said, "What did you mean by the things you said last night? That Xu Xingluo and I spent the night out?"
His sudden speech startled Qiao Xi.
She abruptly looked up, meeting his dark, swirling eyes.
Huo Xingzhou continued, "Have you been pitying me all this time? Thinking that I was manipulated by Xu Xingluo, losing face and dignity? Qiao Xi, do you think I'm that pathetic?"
