Want to Bully Her Until She Cries

"I don't need that thing!"

Qiao Xi hurriedly pressed his hand down. "You don't need it."

Huo Xingzhou raised his eyebrows, suddenly realizing something, and smiled as he said, "You do need it."

Qiao Xi's eyes became slightly wet as she shook her head. "That thing... is not for me."

It was obviously for him!

Huo Xingzhou deliberately made things difficult for her. "Then tell me, what is that thing?"

Qiao Xi's cheeks flushed red, and she found it hard to speak. "Mr. Huo, your legs haven't fully healed. It's not appropriate to do that."

A soft laugh escaped the man's throat. He opened his palm, revealing a delicate small gift box.

"Qiao Xi, this is a gift for you."

Huo Xingzhou spoke softly.

She was a young woman without many accessories. The jade bracelet she had worn before had been put away. Once she heard it was worth five million, she didn't dare to wear it anymore for fear of damaging it.

Qiao Xi misunderstood, feeling embarrassed.

She took the small gift box and opened it. Inside was a pearl necklace.

One large white Australian pearl surrounded by small diamonds, looking very beautiful.

"Mr. Huo, this…"

"This is a return gift for the cufflinks you gave me. Try it on."

A sweetness surged in Qiao Xi's heart, and she picked up the necklace to put it on. But the clasp was very tight, and she couldn't get it on.

"I'll do it," the man suddenly said.

Qiao Xi felt a shadow fall over her as he took the necklace from her. He lifted her long hair and stood, fastening the necklace around her neck.

Standing?

Qiao Xi couldn't even blink as she looked at him. Her eyes began to fill with tears, and they reddened.

Her voice trembled. "Mr. Huo, you're standing! You can stand!"

The man in front of her was tall and slender, with a narrow waist and broad shoulders, his figure comparable to a top male model. He looked at her calmly and gently.

"It's all thanks to the little miracle doctor."

His eyes seemed to melt like snow on a mountain, and his voice was as pleasant as jade rubbing against stone.

Qiao Xi was so moved that she hugged him.

"I'm so happy!"

"Quiet, this is our secret."

Huo Xingzhou wrapped his arms around her waist. Qiao Xi lifted her gaze and met his eyes.

This was the first time she was held by him while he was standing, and she felt particularly small in front of him.

"Mr. Huo, I didn't expect this." Her voice was soft, her eyes reflecting his image.

Huo Xingzhou's heart softened, and he said, "Thank you for appearing in my life, Qiao Xi."

Qiao Xi's eyes sparkled as she gazed at him, then she stood on tiptoe and kissed the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Huo, meeting you is my luck."

She was so pure, so unguarded.

Huo Xingzhou felt a fire surge within him.

For the first time, he clearly felt his desire for her. This thought directly reflected in his body. He felt restless, wanting to do something more inappropriate.

Beneath the gentleman's appearance, there was a malicious soul, wanting to bully her until she cried.

He wanted to push her against the wall, taking her recklessly and possessively.

Outside, the spring rain poured, and the wind and thunder roared.

Inside his heart, it felt like a giant beast of desire was locked in a cage, struggling to break free.

He held her even tighter.

The man's breath wrapped around Qiao Xi—strong yet gentle.

Her face turned pink, and her body softened. Finally, she tilted her head and struggled to say, "Mr. Huo, it's too tight."

Huo Xingzhou took a deep breath, pressed his hands against the wall, and pulled back. "Sorry."

Qiao Xi's voice was soft. "Mr. Huo, are you too happy?"

The man closed his eyes and calmed his breath. "Yes."

She had no idea what vile and excessive thoughts were swirling in his mind.

Qiao Xi reminded him, "We have to go back to Haicheng tomorrow morning. You should rest early."

Was she inviting him to sleep together?

"You sleep first. I'll go talk to Grandpa Cheng," Huo Xingzhou said, restraining himself.

"Okay, come back early," Qiao Xi looked at him hopefully.

Huo Xingzhou paused. He might not come back tonight.

The Next Day.

Driver Lao Chen's car stopped outside the courtyard, ready to take Huo Xingzhou back to Haicheng.

Grandma Qiao held Qiao Xi's hand and repeatedly reminded her to take care of herself and be sensible.

"Grandma, I'll come visit when I have time. With A Qing here, I'll feel much better. If the Su family sends anyone, don't pay attention to them," Qiao Xi advised.

Huo Xingzhou had assigned a female bodyguard, A Qing, to stay at Grandma's house to protect her safety, so Qiao Xi felt more at ease.

She looked toward the brick house next door. Grandpa Cheng had said not to say goodbye when he left.

She didn't want to disturb the old man, but she felt there was a secret between Grandpa Cheng and Mr. Huo that he hadn't told her.

"Sir, Madam, please get in the car."

Driver Lao Chen helped Huo Xingzhou into the car.

Qiao Xi followed him. Without Huo Xingzhou's permission, she didn't dare reveal the secret about his legs.

Perhaps he was waiting for the right moment.

"Let's go," Lao Chen turned the wheel and headed toward the Haicheng highway.

Later That Evening.

The car finally entered Haicheng's city center.

Huo Sijiao's phone rang. Huo Xingzhou answered, but a man's voice came through.

"Huo Xingzhou, your sister is at a bar on West Street! I heard you're coming back to Haicheng today. You have half an hour to get here, or we'll have our fun with her!" The man said arrogantly, surrounded by others making noise, and the sounds of women screaming in the background.

"Little turtle, even if we have fun with Huo Sijiao, you wouldn't dare do anything, right? Hahaha…"

The call ended abruptly.

Huo Xingzhou's expression turned cold, and Qiao Xi heard the man's voice too.

"Mr. Huo, what should we do?"

Huo Xingzhou immediately dialed Zhou Yu's number and asked sternly, "Why didn't you leave anyone with Sijiao? She's at a bar on West Street, and He Xuan and his group are feeding her alcohol!"

On the other end of the phone, Zhou Yu cursed, "I'll take people there right now! How dare that short guy touch my little miss!"

Huo Xingzhou hung up and told Lao Chen, "Turn around. We're going to West Street bar."

Huo Xingzhou and Qiao Xi arrived ahead of schedule, with Lao Chen following closely behind.

"Here comes the useless heir of the Huo family!"

In the bar, someone shouted loudly!

In the middle of the hall, Huo Sijiao was pinned to the sofa, drunkenly unconscious. He Xuan's hand was still on her chest, looking extremely lecherous. The rich young men around him just watched, fueling the situation with comments like, "Bro, how does it feel to be with Huo Xingzhou's sister?"

"Good! Really good!"

He Xuan sat on the sofa, his small frame unremarkable.

He sneered at Huo Xingzhou, saying, "A cripple actually dared to come! Brothers, look, the cripple brought his beautiful wife along! Who do you think will taste better, his wife or his sister?"

He spewed disgusting words from his mouth.

The lackeys around him egged him on: "Bro, why don't you sleep with both of them tonight? Then you'll know who's better!"

"Hahaha!" He Xuan swelled with arrogance.

He sneered, saying, "Huo Xingzhou, kneel down and I'll let your sister go! Otherwise, I'll take her in front of you!"

This was a mission arranged by Huo Beiting: film a video and post it on social media so the upper-class could see how degraded Huo Xingzhou had become.

The once proud heir of the Huo family now had to kneel before He Xuan!

Ever since Huo Xingzhou lost his position, humiliating him had become the rich young men's greatest desire.

"Kneel!"

"Kneel!" The crowd shouted, eager to see the spectacle.