Huh? Are villainous bosses this easy to flirt with?

Chapter 176 Xie Qing, you must be Xie Qing!

After the roadshow ended, Xie Qing found Huo Yunting in a quiet coffee shop, following the location he had sent her.

Xie Qing sat down opposite him and asked in confusion, "Why did you change your clothes?"

"My clothes got dirty because someone spilled coffee on them."

Actually, she changed her clothes because they were stained with blood and she was afraid Xie Qing would notice something.

As for the dirty clothes, Huo Yunting simply threw them away.

Xie Qing's heart tightened, and she asked, "Is it cold or hot? Are you injured?"

"It's cold, but I'm not hurt," Huo Yunting said. "Is Qingqing worried about me?"

"if not?"

Xie Qing gazed into those deep, bright eyes, reached across the table, and took off the baseball cap from the other person's head.

She ran her fingers through her thick hair, gently stroking it, and murmured, "Like a puppy, so adorable."

Huo Yunting raised an eyebrow slightly. "I heard you."

Xie Qing's eyes narrowed into crescent moons as she chuckled and said, "I'm praising you."

He helped the person put their hat back on, saying, "Let's go, we need to go to the next city."

Upon hearing this, Huo Yunting stood up and was about to take Xie Qing's hand when she grabbed it tightly. "What happened to your hand?"

Xie Qing's voice unconsciously rose, her gaze fixed on Huo Yunting's reddened knuckles, some of which were even scraped and swollen, looking shocking.

"Tingting, who did you fight with?"

"No."

Huo Yunting thought to himself, this doesn't really count as a fight, it's more like a one-sided beating.

"Then how did you get this injury? Did you injure yourself by fighting with both hands simultaneously?"

Seeing Huo Yunting nod seriously, Xie Qing almost laughed out of anger. "Tingting, tell me the truth."

Huo Yunting pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "Can I not tell you?"

"can."

Huo Yunting's eyes lit up instantly, but Xie Qing's next words were like a bucket of cold water poured down his throat: "As long as you can accept that from now on, I will never tell you a single truth."

Huo Yunting was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "I hit someone."

"Who are you? Do you have a grudge against me?"

“I have a grudge against him; he spoke rudely to my husband.”

Huo Yun spoke casually, as if discussing the weather, "Actually, I kind of regret it—"

"I regret not cutting off his tongue."

After listening, Xie Qing roughly guessed who Huo Yunting was talking about. Her gaze was gentle and tender as she kissed Huo Yunting's injured hand. "It's good that you're alright."

人都是自私的，在他看来，只要自己的爱人安然无恙，那个被揍得不知死活的倒霉蛋，不值得他多费心思。

Huo Yunting's heart skipped a beat, then beat faster and faster, as if a rabbit was rampaging through his chest.

"I……"

He was about to say something when Xie Qing inadvertently interrupted him, "Looks like we need to find a place to treat your wounds first."

"Gently, it doesn't hurt."

Xie Qing pulled Huo Yunting's arm and walked out, her brows furrowed seriously. "It's not a matter of whether it hurts or not. Even though the wound is small, it would be troublesome if it got infected and inflamed."

Huo Yunting looked at the small abrasion on the back of his hand, which would heal in a few minutes.

Hmm... he should probably listen to Qingqing.

*

The roar of engines echoed from the horizon as a passenger plane, its long fuselage trailing behind it, broke through the clouds and slowly landed at Z City Airport.

When they arrived at the hotel, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon. Xie Qing hadn't slept well the night before, and coupled with the long journey, she collapsed onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep as soon as she got to her hotel room.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already 8:30 p.m. He yawned, slowly got up and went to the living room, looking around.

Huh, where did Huo Yunting go?

The hotel suite was very large, and the unfamiliar room layout made it take Xie Qing several minutes to find the person in the study.

The other person was wearing half-rimmed glasses and was intently staring at the computer screen, processing online documents.

The warm yellow light from the desk lamp cast a soft glow on his cool profile, making his features appear even more deep and defined through the interplay of light and shadow.

Xie Qing watched this scene and felt that Huo Yunting, who was wearing glasses, exuded a silent sexiness that really appealed to him.

Unable to contain his inner turmoil, he strode over. The moment Huo Yunting turned his head upon hearing the noise, Xie Qing was already standing in front of him.

"Want to kiss?"

"Qingqing, you..." She woke up.

Huo Yunting was taken aback. The words that were about to come out were swallowed back down. His Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes were full of longing, and he said without hesitation, "Yes."

Xie Qing smiled charmingly, straddling Huo Yunting's lap face to face. Looking at his face so close to hers, she leaned in slightly, took the temple of his glasses with her mouth, and carefully removed the half-rimmed glasses.

Without his glasses, Huo Yunting lost some of his refined and composed demeanor, and the lust in his eyes was naked and undisguised.

He removed the glasses Xie Qing was biting and tossed them aside. He then grabbed the back of Xie Qing's head and kissed her passionately.

Their breaths were hot, their lips intertwined, and the soft sound of water filled the quiet study...

An ambiguous atmosphere permeated the surroundings, and the air seemed to carry a hint of sweetness. Just as Huo Yunting was about to take the next step, a "cooing" sound suddenly rang out, breaking the intoxicating and enchanting atmosphere.

Xie Qing licked her lips, leaving a glistening trail of moisture. "I'm hungry."

Seeing this, Huo Yunting's breath hitched. Reason and desire were locked in a struggle, but in the end, reason prevailed.

He picked up his phone, ready to make a call, "I'll have someone bring some food up."

Each luxury suite in the hotel is equipped with a personal butler. Just tell them what you want to eat, and it will be delivered within half an hour.

Xie Qing shook her head. "Let's go out to eat!"

"go out?"

“Yeah.” Xie Qing stretched and leaned on Huo Yunting’s shoulder, whispering in his ear, “There’s a famous snack street in Z City, let’s go check it out.”

"it is good."

Half an hour later, the two arrived at the brightly lit and bustling food street.

Xie Qing pulled Huo Yunting along, and they darted from stall to stall like fish in water. Before long, the two of them were carrying several kinds of snacks.

At that moment, Xie Qing, wearing a baseball cap and with her mask pulled down, was walking and eating a plate of stinky tofu, her mouth bulging, when she looked at Huo Yunting and asked, "You really aren't eating?"

Huo Yunting, equally bundled up, had a firm look in his eyes. "I won't eat."

He could accept other street food, but he simply couldn't stomach this smelly stuff.

Seeing Huo Yunting's resistant expression and furrowed brows, Xie Qing couldn't help but recall the first time she ate snail rice noodles in his office, and his expression was exactly the same as now.

"It seems she really can't accept it," Xie Qing thought to herself.

After finishing the stinky tofu, Xie Qing bought two roujiamo (Chinese hamburger). The elderly auntie, seeing Xie Qing's pleasing appearance, grabbed extra handfuls of meat and stuffed the roujiamo full. Xie Qing thanked her sweetly.

Just after buying the steamed buns, several young people surrounded him, exclaiming in surprise, "Xie Qing, you must be Xie Qing!"