Huh? Are villainous bosses this easy to flirt with?

Chapter 80 You Don't Like Wen Xuan

Xie smiled and shook her head. "I didn't wait long. It was just too stuffy inside, so I came out for some fresh air."

As he spoke, he stretched out a finger and playfully poked Huo Yunting, asking with a smile, "You're here so early?"

"Morning?"

Huo Yunting looked somewhat puzzled. "It's already very late."

It's almost nine o'clock, isn't that late enough?

Seeing Xie Qing shrinking her neck from the cold, he took off his scarf and gently wrapped it around Xie Qing's neck.

Xie Qing smiled and deliberately went along with Huo Yunting's words, "Yes, it is indeed very late."

Huo Yunting's eyes flashed, and he immediately responded eagerly, "Can Qingqing go back now?"

Xie Qing was completely powerless against her lover's adorable yet eager demeanor, and nodded, "Okay."

"Sitting there doing nothing anyway, might as well go home."

Hearing Xie Qing's answer, Huo Yunting was visibly pleased.

Only then did he turn his attention to Wen Xuan, who had been ignored all along.

"Sorry, the family driver accidentally turned on the high beams. Hope you weren't startled."

Wen Xuan seemed drained of all his strength, and silently shook his head, "No."

"That's good."

Xie Qing also realized what was going on and looked at Wen Xuan, asking, "What were you trying to say just now? I didn't quite hear you."

Wen Xuan smiled, but the smile was more like a grimace. "It's nothing, it's really not an important matter."

Xie Qing nodded. "Then I'll head back now."

After saying that, he pulled Huo Yunting into the car.

Wen Xuan stared blankly at the car as it drove away, his eyes vacant and empty, as if his soul had been ripped out.

Previously, he had believed the rumors circulating in the film crew. Those rumors were like a bewitching spell, making him believe that Xie Qing and Huo Yunting had parted ways.

So, with a glimmer of hope, he tried to fight for a chance for himself.

However, harsh reality slapped him awake from his beautiful fantasy.

He witnessed firsthand the intimate atmosphere between the two, which left no room for anyone else to interfere.

Huo Yunting was like a dragon, guarding his treasure fiercely. Anyone who dared to covet it would be attacked without mercy.

Wen Xuan knew that the bright light just now was not an accident, but a warning from Huo Yunting.

He and Xie Qing were ultimately not meant to be...

*

inside the car.

With a soft "whoosh," the thick partition in the middle slowly rose, instantly making the back seat space private and quiet.

Xie Qing stroked her chin, looking thoughtful, and asked, "Tingting, you don't like Wen Xuan."

This is not a question, but a statement.

Huo Yunting: Is it that obvious?

But he stubbornly denied it, saying, "No."

If I admit it, wouldn't it make me seem petty?

Xie Qing sat on his lap, her face very close to his.

"No? Tingting, I don't believe Uncle Yi would make such a basic mistake, unless you instructed him to."

Huo Yunting felt a little guilty under Xie Qing's gaze and turned his head away, saying, "No means no."

Xie chuckled softly; this person had even learned to cheat.

A thought flashed through his mind, and he asked Huo Yunting, "You're not jealous, are you?"

Xie Qing felt the other person's body stiffen, so it seemed that he had guessed correctly.

To avoid making this sensitive young lady overthink things, Xie Qing kissed his cheek and slowly began to explain.

"Wen Xuan and I are just ordinary colleagues. We don't have any interaction in private. Now that filming is over, we won't have any contact in the future. Besides, he doesn't really like me, so don't be jealous!"

Huo Yunting didn't react much to the first half, but he was somewhat surprised by the second half.

How did Qingqing realize that Wen Xuan disliked her?

However, he didn't intend to tell Xie Qing the truth, but nodded in agreement, "Yeah, I'm not jealous anymore."

Huo Yunting reached out, his strong arm gently encircling Xie Qing's waist, while his other hand pinched Xie Qing's thin chin.

"Qingqing, you've lost so much weight."

The flesh that had painstakingly grown during the two months of recovery has now all disappeared.

"Really? I didn't really notice it."

Xie Qing blinked, somewhat dismissive.

Huo Yunting nodded, looking serious. "You need to eat more when you get back. You'll definitely be able to recover."

Upon hearing this, Xie Qing couldn't help but laugh and reached out to pinch the other person's cheek, teasingly saying, "Have you forgotten that I'm an actress? I have to maintain my weight."

Huo Yunting remained silent, but he had already quietly added "feeding Xie Qing fat" to his to-do list.

……

When we arrived at Yushui Bay, it was already past 10 p.m.

Xie Qing, on the other hand, was dragged by Huo Yunting to a restaurant to eat a bowl of noodles.

He wasn't actually hungry, but there's a kind of hunger called "Huo Yunting thinks you're hungry."

Upon hearing that he had eaten dinner at five o'clock, the other person immediately asked Chestnut to cook a bowl of noodles.

If Xie Qing hadn't stopped them, the other party would have ordered a Manchu Han Imperial Feast to be prepared.

Chestnut: Isn't my life a life?

After Xie Qing finished eating her noodles and digested for a while, she went to the bathroom to take a shower, while Huo Yunting went to the next room.

After taking a shower, Xie Qing lazily lay down on the bed and then rolled herself up in the blanket like a spring roll.

Sure enough, the bed at home is still the most comfortable.

At this moment, he lay comfortably in bed, closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep.

Suddenly, a soft sound came from behind. Xie Qing opened her eyes and saw that her coat had fallen off the sofa.

He straightened up, his mind battled for a while, and then lay back down.

Never mind, it's too cold. He can't bear to leave his warm bed. He'll wait for Huo Yunting to come and get it.

A while later, Huo Yunting came over after taking a shower and saw Xie Qing's coat lying on the ground.

He picked it up and shook it, and a beautifully designed invitation floated down from his clothes.

Huo Yunting put his coat back where it was, picked up the invitation, and saw that it belonged to the Tao family.

Seeing him staring at the invitation, Xie Qing took the initiative to say, "I ran into Miss Tao the night before. She said her brother is a fan of mine and gave me this invitation."

Huo Yunting slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, looked at Xie Qing, and asked softly, "Qingqing, do you want to go?"

Xie Qing nodded without hesitation, "I'll go."

As he spoke, he winked playfully at Huo Yunting and asked, "Tingting, are you planning to wait for me at home, or come with me?" In the past, Huo Yunting wouldn't have even glanced at the mountain of invitations. Those exquisite papers were like waste paper to him, almost gathering dust.

However at this moment...

"I'm going with you."

As Huo Yunting spoke, he lay down on the bed and gently wrapped his arm around Xie Qing.

Xie Qing smiled and said, "Alright, then let's go together." Tao Wan never expected that she had only invited Xie Qing, but ended up with an unexpected heavyweight guest.

Of course, this is a story.