Huh? Are villainous bosses this easy to flirt with?

Chapter 50 The Sensitive Miss Huo

Xie Qing and her boyfriend had kissed half an hour ago.

To his surprise, Huo Yunting actually returned his phone to him.

Xie Qing looked on with suspicion: "?"

"Old-fashioned phones are still a bit inconvenient. Here's your phone back. Don't lie to me next time, Qingqing."

But is it really that simple? Of course not.

Huo Yunting not only installed a locator but also implanted a Trojan virus into Xie Qinglian's phone, meaning Xie Qinglian had no privacy whatsoever.

Xie nodded vigorously, thinking to himself, "I'll deal with next time later. The most important thing is to appease the person in front of me."

Huo Yunting lifted his eyelids, his gaze darkening slightly. "You always agree so readily..."

But I'll probably make the same mistake again next time!

Xie chuckled and kissed him on the cheek. "I'm just trying to put your mind at ease. Do you want me to shake my head?"

"Do not want to."

"That's okay."

Xie softened her tone, "Alright, alright, let's put this matter behind us. Now, can you teach me how to use this wheelchair?"

Seeing the pleading look on the other person's face, Huo Yunting's heart softened, and he gave a brief explanation of the wheelchair's various functions and how to operate it.

Xie Qing absorbs knowledge quickly; she tried spinning around twice and thought it went well.

After learning how to use it, he refused to let Huo Yunting push him around. Instead, he drove his wheelchair around and found it quite fun to have such a means of transportation.

Huo Yunting's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. Damn it, I should have never taught him.

Xie Qing maneuvered her wheelchair to the entrance and heard a cacophony of voices coming from outside.

Xie Qing: ?

He pushed open the door and immediately saw two people standing outside.

Chu Luo leaned against the wall with a look of utter despair, while Yi Wu talked incessantly beside her.

Both of them were drenched in sweat from the sun, especially Chu Luo, whose face was as pale as paper and whose lips were cracked, making him look like he was about to turn into a dried-up corpse.

Xie Qing looked at them with some confusion, "Assistant Chu, why don't you come in? Isn't it sunny outside?"

Chu Luo felt like she had seen a savior and almost wanted to rush over and cry. "Young Master Xie, do you know how much I sacrificed to keep you undisturbed inside?"

However, the next second he saw his boss behind Xie Qing, he paused in his forward movement, and the next moment he turned around and hugged Yi Wu without hesitation.

"Uncle, thank you for your advice, I'm much better now..." Yeah, right.

Yi Wu patted him on the shoulder, smiling憨厚ly, "That's good. Um, next time you're in a bad mood, come find me again..."

Chu Luo's eyes were almost blurry. He didn't want it to happen again. Who could understand how he felt standing under the blazing sun, listening to almost half an hour of motivational platitudes?

Xie Qing, standing at the door, was completely bewildered. He couldn't quite understand how things were going.

After everyone went inside, Xie Qing watched as the two of them drank several large glasses of water, clearly they were very thirsty.

After taking a few sips of water, Uncle Yi bowed to Huo Yunting and then retreated back into the room.

Chu Luo remained where he was, as if he had work to report.

Before Huo Yunting could speak, Xie Qing said, "Go and take care of your work first. You don't need to come with me. I'll just wander around."

Huo Yunting's expression hardened, and he frowned, saying, "Does Qingqing find me annoying?" She doesn't even want him to push her wheelchair anymore.

Xie Qing sighed inwardly. The sensitive Miss Huo was at it again!

He beckoned with his finger, waiting for Huo Yunting to bend down and meet his gaze. He cupped Huo Yunting's face in his hands and pecked at his cheeks a few times haphazardly. "I don't find you annoying. Okay, okay, go back to work!"

Chu Luo, who was standing nearby, asked: Am I part of your play?

……

After the two went to the study, he maneuvered his wheelchair around, walking through a long corridor and admiring the murals hanging on the walls.

Unwittingly, I arrived at the villa's backyard and discovered a large patch of pale yellow roses.

Xie Qing remembered that when he came last time, these flowers didn't seem to exist yet.

His slender, fair fingers lightly touched a rose, and he suddenly smiled. It was a champagne rose, the kind of rose he had first given to Huo Yunting.

She clearly liked him that much, but she pretended at first. It's just...so cute.

Xie Qing was admiring the flowers when, with a "bang," something fell to the ground.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young girl staring blankly at him, with a watering can rolling over beside her.

Xie Qing: Huh, why isn't she moving?

Chestnut: Mom, I'm in love again.

Xie Qing waved to the other side, and Chestnut immediately snapped out of her daze, waving frantically at the other side without even picking up the watering can.

Xie Qing: It seems she's alright. She was completely still just now; I guess it was performance art.

Just as Chestnut bent down to pick up the water bottle, Xie Qing also maneuvered his wheelchair into the villa.

Chestnut: She just lowered her head for a moment, and people...

Xie Qing went to the living room again, got out of the wheelchair, and hopped onto the beanbag chair on one foot to sit down.

He let out a comfortable sigh. Only a beanbag chair is soft; sitting in a wheelchair for too long is still uncomfortable.

Xie Qing lay down for a while, then picked up her phone and started reading about the gossip from seven days ago. By the end, she realized that the original novel's plot had almost completely collapsed.

The protagonist, Gu Yan, quit the entertainment industry to get engaged, while the other protagonist, Xie Nuo, endured a period of online backlash, was fired by his company, and was also forced to leave the industry.

The bullet that Xie Nuo fired himself ultimately led to his own demise in the same way.

With things developing this way, that set of photos was probably just the fuse.

However, he was actually pleased with Xie Nuo's fate, as it could be considered revenge for the original owner of the body.

As for Gu Yan, he hasn't paid back what he owed the original owner yet.

A wicked glint flashed in Xie Qing's eyes. The beautiful, adorable fox in Huo Yunting's presence now resembled a truly man-eating fox spirit, alluring yet dangerous...

……

At dinner time, Xie Qing, sitting at the table, saw the little girl from earlier that day again. "It's you!"

Chestnut was clearly excited too; she thought she would never see this person again.

Just as he was about to greet him warmly, Huo Yunting appeared behind Xie Qing in the next second, and very naturally leaned down to kiss him on the face, then pulled out a chair next to him and sat down close to Xie Qing.

Chestnut stared in disbelief, her expression frozen.

What's going on?

The object of her former admiration is now her admiration!

Could things get any more outrageous?

Chestnut's gaze swept back and forth between the two of them, when she suddenly caught a cold, sharp look in her eyes. Startled, she trembled and quickly ran into the kitchen.

My god, was she out of her mind? Why did she admire Huo Yunting? That's terrifying!

"Oh, why did she leave?"

While putting food into Xie Qing's bowl, Huo Yunting asked casually, "She's a maid who was just transferred from the old house. Do you know her?"

Xie Qing shook her head, "I don't know her. I just saw her when I was strolling in the backyard this afternoon, but..."

He changed the subject, a teasing smile on his face, "I didn't expect there to be so many roses there. I remember there weren't any when I first came."

Huo Yunting's face flushed. "You saw it?"

"I'm not blind, there's such a big field of roses."

Xie Qing hooked her arm around the other person's neck and asked with a grin, "Tingting, to be honest, did you really like the bouquet of roses I gave you the first time?"