Qiao Xi's sleepiness had completely vanished, her mind was crystal clear.
Xu Xingluo was intent on dying, she even had a talk with Huo Xingzhou before her death. Qiao Xi didn't know what they had said, but she was certain Xu Xingluo loved Huo Xingzhou.
She loved him so much that she wanted to die on this day, to be eternally remembered by Huo Xingzhou!
Qiao Xi tightly pursed her lips.
The car stopped right in front of the small villa. Huo Xingzhou, pulling Qiao Xi with him, got out of the car and turned back to instruct, "Old Chen, take Zhou Yu home."
"Alright, Young Master."
Huo Xingzhou led Qiao Xi by the hand into the house where Aunt Qian came out to greet them, "Young Master, you surely didn't eat much at the banquet, did you? I'll go to the kitchen and prepare something."
"Hmm."
Aunt Qian left for the kitchen.
"Let's go, upstairs," he said, his tone calm, yet peaking of great restraint.