As Xing Huo spoke, his eyes became colder and colder, staring straight at Mr. Chen.
Mr. Chen can also understand that the deal is done. If Chen Ying can't control his mouth, the Xing family will definitely not give up.
After all, the words "young mistress of the Xing family" carry a lot of weight.
But he really didn't expect that Xing Huo actually planned to marry Qiao Zhishu.
Mr. Chen pulled Chen Ying aside and lowered his voice and said, "If you still want to make trouble, go upstairs and I will lock your room so that you won't be embarrassed when you come out!"
During the meal, Chen Yingru was sitting on pins and needles while Xing Huo answered a phone call from home.
"Hey, Mom."
Mrs. Xing's voice came from the phone. Qiao Zhishu was sitting next to her and could still hear it vaguely.
"Are you free today? Come and have a meal."
"Qiaoqiao and I are at Chen's house, so we have to go back to our parents' house first, right?"
Chen Ying tightened her grip on the chopsticks, and stared at Qiao Zhishu opposite her with hatred.
This woman had robbed her of everything, and now she was oppressing her as the young mistress of the Xing family.
Chen Ying was furious and kicked forward hard, hitting Qiao Zhishu's leg bone, causing her to groan in pain.
Xing Huo listened and hurriedly ended the call, "Let's bring Qiao Qiao over tonight."
He hung up the phone and saw her half-closed eyes and a hint of pain on her expression. Xing Huo put the phone on the table. "What's wrong?"
Qiao Zhishu shook his head subconsciously, "It's okay."
Xing Huo stretched out his arm and gently held her shoulders. Chen Ying's little trick might not be able to hide it from him.
"Accidentally kicked your foot?"
Qiao Zhishu followed his words and nodded lightly.
"If you are really careless, you will have to pay attention to how big a person you are in the future, kicking yourself like this. But if someone else did it, I won't allow you to endure it, and I won't allow you to let it go, you know?"
Qiao Zhishu bent down and touched the place where he had been kicked.
This is not the first time Chen Ying has done this kind of thing. When she was in a bad mood before, she liked to take it out on others.
Qiao Zhishu is her emotional trash can.
She frowned slightly, and Xing Huo put his hand on her leg, "Are you feeling unhappy?"
"Well, a little bit."
"Then do whatever makes you happy."
A person can be kind, but he must have an edge, as long as this edge does not actively hurt others.
Qiao Zhishu kicked Chen Ying back under the table. The kick was very clever and hit the target at once.
Chen Ying dared not speak out in anger, so she had to break her teeth and swallow it in her stomach.
After the meal, the two of them didn't stay too long. The servant came over and said that everything was packed away.
Qiao Zhishu left with Xing Huo. As soon as he walked out of the main building, he received a message from Chen Ying.
The tone was still aggressive and questioning, "Where did you sleep last night? Did you sleep with him?"
Qiao Zhishu glanced at it and hurriedly put the phone away.
Xing Huo, with sharp eyes and quick hands, grabbed her wrist and said, "Who is it?"
"No... spam messages."
Xing Huo pulled her hand in front of him and read the content of the message clearly.
The corners of his lips suddenly opened, and his eyes looked at Qiao Zhishu meaningfully, "Why don't you reply to her?"
"There's nothing to reply to, so ignore her."
"Isn't she very curious? Just satisfy her curiosity and say let's sleep."
Hearing this, Qiao Zhishu quickly broke away from his hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense!"