Huh? Are villainous bosses this easy to flirt with?

Chapter 32 Huo Yunting, you're so childish!

Xie Qing felt a chill run down his spine.

He thought he had been careful enough, but he still underestimated Huo Yunting's keen insight. After all, a business tycoon who could lead the Huo Group to its peak should not be underestimated.

Xie Qing feigned ignorance: "Tingting, what are you talking about? What could I possibly know?"

Huo Yunting looked at Xie Qing quietly for a while, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just hugged him and tightened his arms around him.

No matter who you are, you can only stay by my side for the rest of your life, that's what you promised me...

Huo Yunting didn't delve into it further, and the little incident was easily dismissed.

After dinner, Xie Qing finally remembered to call his agent, but tragically, the original owner's phone had been honorably "retired."

Xie Qing initially thought the phone was out of power when it wouldn't turn on, but after charging it all afternoon and still not turning it on, she finally concluded that it was broken.

This phone was bought by the original owner when he came to City A to work hard at the age of eighteen. It was a second-hand phone when he bought it, and four years have passed since then.

Xie Qing felt increasingly sorry for the original owner of the body. Over the years, she hadn't even been willing to change her phone, yet she used almost all of her earnings to buy Gu Yan a birthday present.

Gu Yan is a fucking bastard!!!

This phone really needs replacing, a malicious glint flashed in Xie Qing's eyes, but before replacing it, this phone has one last use...

Xie Qing's phone was out of service, so he decided to borrow Huo Yunting's phone from the study.

He stood outside the study and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Xie Qing, like a butterfly, pounced on Huo Yunting, who was sitting in front of the computer, as soon as she entered the room and sat on his lap.

"Tingting, can I borrow your phone to make a call? My phone is broken."

Huo Yunting stiffened slightly, a hint of helplessness but more of doting on his face. "Okay, wait until I finish my meeting."

Xie Qing was shocked: "You're in a meeting?!"

Before Huo Yunting could answer, he turned his head and saw that more than a dozen people on the computer screen in front of him were staring at the scene in disbelief. Some were so surprised that they dropped their meeting materials on the ground.

The air was silent for a few seconds...

But who is Xie Qing? If he claims to be second, no one dares to claim to be first. He is incredibly thick-skinned.

He paused for only a second before calmly greeting the others in front of the screen, "Hello."

The others, realizing what was happening, immediately greeted their boss and tried to become familiar with her.

Xie Qing nodded, "Then you guys continue, I'll go out first." She winked at Huo Yunting and left first.

After Xie Qing left, Huo Yunting's expression turned cold again, and he tapped the table twice with his fingers. "Continue." The doting look on his face just now seemed to have never appeared.

Others: ...Mr. Huo, your attitude changes way too fast!

...

Xie Qing sat on the large sofa, watching a melodramatic soap opera about him loving her, her loving him, and him loving her.

I must say, those older TV dramas were incredibly well-made, and the best part was they still passed censorship.

Xie Qing clicked her tongue in amazement as she watched. Although it was melodramatic, the acting was truly superb.

Suddenly, a hand holding a phone reached out and blocked Xie Qing's way. The hand was long and strong with distinct knuckles, and the veins bulged slightly when the fist was clenched, showing its restrained power.

Xie Qing was so mesmerized by a hand that he almost forgot about his business.

He took the phone, dialed the number the original owner had memorized, and while waiting for the call, he didn't forget to blow a kiss to Huo Yunting who was standing there.

Huo Yunting: You're flirting with me so gently again (blushing)

"Hello, who is this?" The tone was gentle, and the voice was soft.

Xie Qing: !! Did I make a mistake?

Xie Qing checked the number again; it wasn't dialed incorrectly.

"Sister Ting, it's me, Xie Qing."

The other party was silent for a second, and Xie Qing covered her ears first.

"You brat, why didn't you wait until I was dead before calling me?!"

"I went to pick you up this morning, but I couldn't even find you. I called you twenty-two times! Twenty-two times! My phone was practically ringing off the hook, but you didn't answer a single one. Xie Qing, you're really something." The last sentence was almost said through gritted teeth.

Xie Qing lowered her hand that was blocking the phone, feeling somewhat guilty. "Sister Ting, I really didn't mean to not answer your calls. My phone was broken, really, I couldn't even turn it on. And I didn't know you were coming to pick me up. If you had told me earlier, I would have definitely been standing there waiting for you."

Xiang Yiting's anger subsided slightly. "I knew you wouldn't dare."

"Is this your new mobile number?"

Xie Qing: "No, it's my boyfriend's phone number, Sister Ting. You can save it. If you can't find it in the future, you can ask him."

After a few more seconds of silence, Xiang Yiting's anger, which had just subsided, suddenly flared up even more.

"What are you doing?! Break up with me, break up with me!!! You've only just gained some popularity, do you know how many fans you have online? You're not allowed to date, break up with me!!!" The voice was so loud that Huo Yunting, who was sitting next to him, could hear it clearly.

Before Xie Qing could speak, Huo Yunting stepped in to interfere.

Huo Yunting snatched the phone, his thin lips parted slightly, his voice as cold as ice, "Xie Qing and I will not break up."

A completely unfamiliar male voice came from the phone; it was deep, magnetic, and very pleasant to listen to.

But that's not the point; the point is to persuade them to break up.

Xiang Yiting tried to control her temper, making her tone less irritable, but not exactly pleasant either.

"You are Xie Qing's boyfriend."

"Yes."

"If you truly care about him, then break up with him. Although I know my artist is indeed good-looking, that's not a reason for you to drag him into a relationship. He's currently at the most crucial stage of his career, and he's finally built up a fanbase. Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely no news of him dating should get out. Break up with him!"

Xiang Yiting thought for a moment, then continued, "As long as you're willing to break up with him, you can pick any amount under ten thousand."

Xie Qing sighed, realizing that Sister Ting was even resorting to financial means to get him to break up with her.

But, sister, the person you're talking to is much, much, much richer than you. They have more money than you could spend in several lifetimes. They're the richest person in City A and among the top three on the global rich list.

Huo Yunting stated that problems that can be solved with money are minor issues.

"I'll give you ten million, but you're not allowed to mention the word 'break up' in front of Qingqing."

Xiang Yiting paused, her temper flaring up completely, "How dare you humiliate me!!!" She was utterly unaware that she had just missed out on ten million.

Huo Yunting continued to fan the flames, saying, "You can understand it that way too."

Seeing the situation spiraling out of control, Xie Qing quickly snatched the phone back. "Hello, Sister Ting, it's me."

The other person was so angry that she could hardly breathe. "Xie Qing, give the phone to that man. Damn it, since he dared to humiliate me, let me tell you, in this house, it's either him or me."

Huo Yunting rested his head on Xie Qing's shoulder, his voice laced with jealousy, "Qingqing, what are you still hesitating about? Didn't you say you liked me the most? Does Qingqing want to break up with me?"

Xie Qing immediately gave him a comforting kiss on the forehead, "Of course I like you, don't worry, I won't break up with you."

Xiang Yiting broke down, "Aaaaaah! You scheming green tea bitch, you dare to steal my artist! I'm telling you, you're finished! Don't let me find out who you are..."

Huo Yunting wanted to continue attacking, but Xie Qing glared at him.

Huo Yunting: Qingqing actually glared at me for another woman (jealousy)

Xie Qing: "Sister Ting, you didn't come to me just to argue, did you?"

Xiang Yiting then remembered the important matter, but she was too angry to explain herself for a moment. "Come to the company tomorrow afternoon."

Xie Qing: "Oh, then I'll hang up now."

After hanging up the phone, Xie Qing looked at Huo Yunting sitting next to her and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Huo Yunting, you're so childish!"

Huo Yunting's ears turned red, and he covered Xie Qing's mouth, "Don't laugh."