Chapter 41: Chapter 41: If you want to sleep with me, you have to marry me

    Faint yellow light.

    With lips enticing and entangling, Su Weiwei reached out and loosened Huo Beiting’s tie, whispering his name like a succubus.

    “Beiting, if you want to sleep with me, you have to marry me.”

    Huo Beiting tugged at her dress, speaking maliciously, “Marry you? Fine, but it’s a package deal.” He suggestively stroked her lower abdomen.

    Su Weiwei was aroused by his provocation.

    Her breathing was rapid.

    ...

    “When I came up just now, I thought I saw Young Master Sun.”

    Su Weiwei spoke in a pinched voice, acting coy. While she talked, she didn’t forget to caress his body.

    “Him?”

    Huo Beiting chuckled, “He can afford a room?”

    In a coquettish manner, Su Weiwei said, “At least he’s called Sun Weimeng.”

    “Is he stronger than me?”

    Huo Beiting pressed her down onto the bed fiercely.

    Su Weiwei kept giggling, trembling like a flower in the wind.

    A night of passion entwined.

    Day broke, brightly.

    Su Weiwei, drowsy-eyed, clung to Huo Beiting’s waist: “You promised to marry me.”

    “Of course.”

    Huo Beiting pinched her cheek and said, “Remember to have your dad inject capital into my business. I gave you several billion last night, you should repay me.”

    “How annoying!” Su Weiwei pouted, “I’m the only daughter of the Su Family, he listens to me.”

    “Hm.”

    Huo Beiting was pleased, having achieved his goal, both physically and mentally.

    As Su Weiwei traced circles on his chest, she asked, “Who exactly is the founder of Tianyuan Group? Is he more impressive than you?”

    “Heh.”

    With a mischievous smile, Huo Beiting said, “Don’t you know how impressive I am? That guy is probably just a deep-thinking old man halfway to his grave. Grandfather will invite him to his seventieth birthday party. You can see for yourself then.”

    Su Weiwei nodded thoughtfully, “I’ll go check it out then.”

    “Alright, I need to get to the office. You should head home,” Huo Beiting said as he gave her bottom a pat, sending her on her way.

    ...

    Noon.

    Hospital break time.

    After sharing Aunt Qian’s lovingly prepared lunch with her colleagues, Qiao Xi stepped out of the hospital and headed straight for the nearest shopping mall.

    She wanted to save up to buy Huo Xingzhou a gift.

    Qiao Xi approached the counter and instantly fixed her eyes on a pair of sapphire-diamond cufflinks.

    “Hello, I’d like to take a look at this, please.”

    “Of course, miss,” said the saleswoman, donning white gloves and placing the cufflinks on a tray, “Your choice is excellent, these cufflinks are a classic design from our store.”

    Eighteen thousand.

    The number on the price tag made Qiao Xi feel a pinch.

    But she still bit her lip and said, “I’ll take it, please wrap it up as a gift for me.”

    This was the money she had saved for a long time.

    “Here you go,” the saleswoman handed her a beautifully wrapped gift box with a bow.

    “Thank you,” Qiao Xi said as she took it, and just as she was about to turn around, a woman bumped into her deliberately, almost causing the gift box to fall to the ground.

    It was her, again!

    “Second-rate sapphires, and those tiny diamonds, you’re proud to show them off?”

    Su Weiwei, clad in a tight dress and draped in a wool coat, sneered at the corner of her mouth, “Eighteen thousand, I spend more than that on a single beauty treatment.”

    She flaunted the black card in her hand proudly, “Beiting gave it to me, said I could pick any diamond ring in the store. Do you have one?” Su Weiwei glanced at her smooth fingers with disdain, married without even a diamond ring.

    Qiao Xi’s face hardened as she looked at her, “So Huo Beiting is that rich, losing 20% of the shares must not mean much to him then.”

    “What are you so proud of, Qiao Xi! The Huo Family will eventually belong to Beiting. With Zhuo Feng around, Huo Xingzhou won’t last long...” Realizing she had said too much, Su Weiwei abruptly stopped.

    “Zhuo Feng what?” Qiao Xi’s piercing gaze, clear eyes as if seeing through everything, pressed on.

    Su Weiwei felt guilty, having spoken out of turn, and now she was terrified.

    If Qiao Xi guessed the truth, then... would Beiting’s plan fall apart?

    Should she go back and warn Beiting to deal with Qiao Xi?

    “Nothing, you heard wrong! I don’t stoop to the level of a country bumpkin,” Su Weiwei said, sidestepping Qiao Xi in a panic and headed to another jewelry store.

    Qiao Xi secured the gift box, as a text message with the transaction details arrived on her phone.

    Eighteen thousand, gone.

    She picked up her phone and went to the most renowned dessert shop nearby, brought back afternoon tea for the exquisite and elegant Mrs. Liu, and then returned to the hospital.

    Just as she reached the door of ward 2103, she heard a “thud” as something heavy hit the floor.