Huh? Are villainous bosses this easy to flirt with?

Chapter 35 The heart is still beating; it's alive.

"Damn it, Xie Qing, you stop right there!" Chen Wei lay on the ground clutching his stomach in pain, watching Xie Qing's retreating figure, and shouted with all his might.

As Xie Qing stepped out of the private room, she suddenly stopped, slowly turned around, and looked coldly at the people on the ground.

He curled his lips into a disdainful smile, made a gesture of international goodwill towards the people on the ground, and uttered two words: "Trash."

It wasn't very harmful, but it was extremely insulting, and the people were so angry that their faces turned red.

However, as soon as the two stepped out of the private room, Xie Qing's straight back bent instantly. He stopped in place, gripping the wall tightly with both hands, fine beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead, and his face was as pale as paper.

Xiang Yiting immediately stepped forward to support him, anxiously asking, "What happened to you? Where did they hit you? Is it serious? I'll take you to the hospital..." She was extremely anxious, and her words poured out like a machine gun.

Although Xie Qing was skilled in fighting, he was no match for four hands, and he inevitably sustained some injuries, the most serious of which was his left leg.

The original owner had a serious old injury on this leg that almost made him crippled. Even after it was healed, he would still feel uncomfortable on rainy days.

Now, the new injury combined with the old one has flared up all at once. It feels like someone is hitting my left leg hard with a sledgehammer, the pain is excruciating.

Xie Qing forced a smile and said, "Sister Ting, I'm fine."

Xiang Yiting supported him and moved him slowly forward. "Don't force yourself. Your face is as white as a ghost."

She said with a self-reproach, "This is all my fault. If I hadn't been so eager for quick success, this wouldn't have happened." She really didn't expect that the person who pushed them into the fire would be her trusted old classmate.

Xie Qing nodded, jokingly saying breathlessly, "It's definitely your fault. Look at my face, it's all disfigured."

Seeing that he was sweating profusely, Xiang Yiting said with a grim expression, "At a time like this, you're still joking. Stop talking now."

In the wide corridor, many people noticed the commotion. Xie Qing was in so much pain that she was almost delirious. She vaguely heard laughter and talking around her, getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly, and he felt several gazes falling on him.

Suddenly, a pair of gleaming leather shoes appeared before my eyes, above which were a pair of well-fitting trousers.

"Who did this?" a deep, magnetic voice asked.

The familiar voice rang out, and Xie Qing looked up almost instantly.

"Huo Yunting?"

He was a little dizzy and couldn't make out the outline of the person in front of him, so his tone was somewhat uncertain.

Huo Yunting reached out and lifted his chin. When he saw the bruises on his face, his eyes darkened, and a storm began to brew in his depths.

He leaned down to meet Xie Qing's gaze, and said, word by word, "Qingqing, who did this?" His deep voice clearly suppressed his anger.

At that moment, the door to the private room behind them was pushed open, and a man with a bruised and swollen face, whose appearance was unrecognizable, ran towards them, spewing vulgarities: "Damn it, Xie Qing, an actor, how dare you hit me? If I catch you, I'll fuck you to death."

Chen Wei saw Xie Qing's back and, blinded by anger, didn't even see the person in front of Xie Qing. He walked aggressively towards him and reached out to grab him.

As a result, the next second, with a muffled 'bang', Chen Wei flew out like a kite with a broken string and crashed heavily to the ground.

Qi Xian, who was watching the spectacle with great interest, craned his neck to watch, then shook his head and clicked his tongue, thinking, "Serves him right."

Huo Yunting withdrew his foot, and with a single glance, the two bodyguards behind him understood immediately. They stepped forward and pinned the man to the ground, preventing him from getting up.

Chen Wei had never been treated like this before. He cursed loudly, "Do you know who I am? I am the general manager of LN Jewelry. If you know what's good for you, let me go now."

Qi Xian stood in front of him and sneered, "Oh, so cocky. Do you know who just kicked you?"

Chen Wei looked at the person who spoke. He didn't recognize him, and given his status, he had no way of getting in touch with people in Qi Xian's circle.

He thought it was a nobody, but when he turned his head to look at the person who kicked him, he was so frightened by the face that he went limp and didn't even have the strength to struggle.

His eyes were filled with terror. How could it be Huo Yunting! Xie Qing was actually one of his people. Oh no, this is terrible!

Qi Xian understood and said disdainfully, "Just a small manager, he really thinks he's something special."

Chen Wei had never actually met Huo Yunting; to be precise, he didn't even have the right to meet him.

Although Huo Yunting is not yet thirty, his business success is unmatched. How could he not recognize a face that appears on A City's financial news year after year?

The body pressed to the ground trembled as he begged for mercy, "Master Huo, I was blind and disturbed you. Please just pretend I was talking nonsense, Master Huo, please forgive me this time..."

Huo Yunting's gaze was utterly cold, as if he were looking at a dead man.

"General Manager of LN Jewelry".

A deep voice rang out, each word striking Chen Wei's heart.

"You are no longer."

Chen Wei's mind went blank. It's over, it's over, everything is over.

His career, the position he had worked so hard to reach over the years, vanished in the blink of an eye with just two sentences.

He wept bitterly, his greasy face becoming even more repulsive, as he struggled to crawl toward Huo Yunting, "Master Huo, please spare me! I really didn't know Xie Qing was your man, I..."

Xie Qing, nestled in Huo Yunting's arms, let out a muffled groan, her brows furrowed, as if she were enduring immense pain.

"Qi Xian, I'm leaving this place to you."

"Brother, don't worry, you take your wife to the hospital first." Qi Xian looked excitedly at the dead pig lying on the ground, his smile wicked.

Huo Yunting picked the person up and carried them outside.

Xiang Yiting, who had been standing to the side, was stunned the moment Huo Yunting appeared.

Good heavens! She's still dreaming, and she's already seen Huo Yunting, the richest man in City A, and he seems to have a close relationship with her artist.

Two thrilling experiences in one day, each more intense than the last, left Xiang Yiting feeling dizzy and disoriented, unable to distinguish between dreams and reality.

It wasn't until Huo Yunting had walked far away that she remembered, "Oh my god! My artist is still in his hands!" She immediately jogged after him.

Huo Yunting's visit to Lan Ye was not for work, but because Qi Xian had asked him to come and support them during their discussion about cooperation, so his assistant did not come along.

He carried Xie Qing into the back seat, and Xiang Yiting naturally became the driver.

Xiang Yiting unwittingly drove the car of her dreams, but her worries about Xie Qing took over, so she didn't realize it at all.

Huo Yunting held the man in his arms, kissed his forehead, and comforted him, "Qingqing, don't be afraid, we'll be at the hospital soon."

Xie leaned gently against his chest and gave a soft "hmm".

Suddenly he remembered something and patted Huo Yunting's arm.

Huo Yunting looked anxious and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Does it hurt somewhere?"

He shook his head and said, "Remember to tell Uncle Yi that he's still waiting for me outside."

"Don't worry, I've already spoken to him."

"That's good."

Xie Qing felt relieved and fell asleep against his chest, though it was more like she had fainted from the pain.

Looking at Xie Qing's closed eyes, Huo Yunting felt a sharp pain in his heart, and a sense of panic instantly swept over his entire body.

He unconsciously pressed his ear against Xie Qing's heart, and the distinct heartbeat pulled him out of his panic.

My heart is still beating; I'm alive.