Chapter 712: Chapter 712: Qiao Xi Is Pregnant!
This is a deadly question!
Comparable to your mother and wife falling into the water at the sa ti, who would you save!
Qiao Xi pursed her dry lips, her throat felt uncomfortable.
Huo Xingzhou’s eyes were deep and dark, just staring at her, demanding an answer.
As if unless he got a statent tonight, he wouldn’t do anything else.
Qiao Xi pressed her lips together tightly.
She thought of splitting it into two when she made chicken soup today.
“I’m not bringing it to you just casually,” her voice was soft and hoarse, “not what’s left after giving it to him, it was always ant to have a portion for you.”
That’s why she took so much astragalus.
And a sufficiently weighted old hen.
Huo Xingzhou’s expression didn’t change, watching her explain vigorously.
He said, “Am I the sa as him?”
He picked up the chopsticks again, sampled so mushrooms, waiting for Qiao Xi’s answer.
Qiao Xi felt the pressure.
She swallowed and said, “He narrowly escaped death, lost a lot of blood. It was Wan Jiang who asked to make dicinal food for him… Considering my relationship with him, I couldn’t refuse. But you’re not the sa as him.”
Their relationship?
Huo Xingzhou’s eyes flickered, he didn’t like hearing that phrase.
“Did you agree to be responsible for his dicinal food in the future? How long he’s in hospital, you have to make it for that long?”
“I’ve considered it, I’ll do it in the beginning. But I heard from Xie Xubai that Old Madam Xie’s health will soon improve, later I plan to ask Shen Xuanzhi for help. He’s one of the more reliable people in the Imperial Capital.”
Huo Xingzhou said expressionlessly, “The Shen Family and the Lu Family have a deep feud, Zhong Yi’s fiancée is Lu Yingxue. Are you sure Shen Xuanzhi will genuinely treat him?”
“I’ll tell Shen Xuanzhi everything. He’s reasonable, as long as he knows Zhong Yi stands with us, he will definitely…”
Huo Xingzhou’s tone is thick with jealousy.
“You plan so thoroughly for him.”
Qiao Xi heard this and instantly lost her motivation.
Huo Xingzhou was angry.
His actions while eating weren’t slowed, clearly, the food was still to his liking.
Elegant posture.
Bite by bite, he ate.
Qiao Xi couldn’t bear the silence, so she said, “Between Zhong Yi and , it’s an adolescent friendship.”
“What kind of friendship? Love or friendship?”
Huo Xingzhou said nonchalantly.
“Ayi is my best friend, the only friend I ever had!”
Naturally, it’s friendship!
But he’s different from others.
A life-and-death bond.
A trust in life, an unfillable regret she felt for life.
Calling it friendship seems too light.
He’s a lifelong confidant, always occupying a special place.
“Between him and … we were so young then, where would we talk about feelings!”
“Really?”
Huo Xingzhou put down his bowl and chopsticks, “In your teens, you’re at the age of puppy love, the most beautiful ti of budding feelings. A first love always leaves unforgettable mories.”
Sour!
So very sour!
Qiao Xi whispered, “I didn’t have a first love.”
Huo Xingzhou took out a wet towel, wiped his lips, opened a drawer, and took out a photo he’d rubbed for so long at midnight, now yellowed.
He placed it in front of Qiao Xi.
There was a faded line of English.
Lifeti faith.
Lifelong belief, lifelong love.
In the corner were the initials, ZY.
ZY, these are the initials of Zhong Yi’s na.
Together it becos ‘Lifeti faith, Zhong Yi.’
“Do you have anything more to explain?” Huo Xingzhou looked at her, his finger pointing at the yellowed photograph.
The anger he’d held in for so long finally found an outlet for release.
Qiao Xi reached out and took the photograph, she couldn’t quite rember when it was taken.
The boy and girl in the photo looked at the cara, the girl Qiao Xi holding a large bouquet of eucalyptus flowers.
“Do you like the eucalyptus flowers, or the person who sent them to you?”
Qiao Xi heard the anger subtly woven into his calm tone.
She dug deep into her mories, “That day at Fuchun Garden Club, you…”
“It was given by Zhong Yi.”
Turns out it was Zhong Yi!
Qiao Xi only realized today.
“Knowing now that he was already around you so long ago, do you feel guilty yet joyful?” Huo Xingzhou grabbed her wrist, making her eyes et his.
No retreat!
“I don’t.”
Qiao Xi denied it, “I thought you gave them! I thought you knew I liked eucalyptus flowers, so you decorated with many at ho! I always assud it was your thoughtful gesture, and the Moon Village had eucalyptus flowers everywhere. I liked eucalyptus, not because of Zhong Yi.”
She stood up, with a look of grievance in her almond-shaped eyes.
“Huo Xingzhou, this photo is definitely not what you think.”
“Then what is it? Isn’t this line written by you?”
For this mont, he revealed the jealousy pent up in his heart.
He pulled Qiao Xi closer with a pressuring grip, closing the distance between them significantly. Qiao Xi took a step back, sitting directly on his office chair.
She could only look up at him.
“Qiao Xi, I envy that I don’t have your past. I envy that you and he were together at the sa ti, I envy that you call his na even in your dreams. I know your past is sothing I couldn’t intervene, but you don’t have to lie to to deny it. This photo clearly explains it all!”
No matter how good his upbringing was, now he was just a man eaten up with jealousy!
Being able to restrain his anger, suppressing the furious tone, trying to stay composed in questioning.
That was his largest consideration and reluctance for her.
He was still afraid of scaring her.
Qiao Xi was shaken by his heartfelt words, her ears buzzed.
He, a man she viewed like a deity, was incredibly jealous.
Qiao Xi looked at him dazedly.
Huo Xingzhou closed his eyes montarily, cald himself, and said, “Sorry, I was too extre.”
Like a jealous husband!
Qiao Xi’s face flushed red, feeling a rush of emotions to her head.
Her soft voice carried hints of excitent, “That line was written by . Lifeti faith.”
A lifelong belief.
She admitted.
Huo Xingzhou’s lips pressed tightly, listening to her continue speaking, panting.
“I rember when taking this photo, Ayi asked what dreams I had, to write on the back of the photo. I originally wanted to write a lifelong belief in traditional dicine.
At that age, the English translation of traditional Chinese dicine was too complicated, Ayi said just write the initials. We often called him Ayi, often forgetting his actual last na. Later, I don’t know what interrupted, and the photo was lost.”
Zhong Yi rarely ntioned his surna, many villagers only knew him as Ayi, not Zhong Yi.
It was much later when Grandpa Cheng inadvertently revealed that she knew his surna was Zhong.
ZY.
Turns out, Huo Xingzhou was jealous for so long.
That inexplicable misunderstanding.
Sothing nobody cared about as a child, yet made Huo Xingzhou misunderstand for so long.
“ZY isn’t Zhong Yi, it’s traditional Chinese dicine! You should’ve taken this photo out earlier and asked , I could’ve explained it to you! There was never anything between him and , he just viewed as a little sister next door… Cough cough…”
Speaking passionately, she couldn’t help but cough with a hand on her chest.
The first part of her words Huo Xingzhou believed.
But the latter part…
Huo Xingzhou well understood Zhong Yi’s feelings!
She explained everything; much of his anger had dissipated. However, he still needed to warn her a bit to prevent those around Zhong Yi from causing her harm.
“Qiao Xi, Zhong Yi is…” Dangerous around…
He hadn’t finished when she pushed him away like an angry little cat.
Her eyes full of moisture, staring at him!
“Huo Xingzhou! Clearly, it was you who tead up with Zhong Yi to deceive first! You’re jealous now, cold war with again! I’ve explained it to you, yet you still talk about him! Can we just talk about us?”
“I thought by saying it clearly to you, you’d be relieved! I’ve never loved Zhong Yi, I only love you!”
“Only love you!”
Qiao Xi’s piled-up anger and grievance for two days, the fear and cautiousness all erupted.
Hot tears slid from her eyes.
“Today, I wanted to make you happy and then tell you…”
“Huo Xingzhou, I’m… pregnant.”
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