Chapter 591: Chapter 591: I’m Here to Watch Your Joke

Qiao Xi nodded and said, “Okay.”

She pointed to the goose yellow floor-length gown on the rack, adorned with healing-tone embroidered butterflies and said, “This dress is suitable for the engagement party. I’ve read its description, it’s a new piece by Master Irina called ‘Spring Blossom.’ It perfectly matches the auspicious tone of an engagement party. What do you think, Miss Lu?”

Lu Yingxue looked at it skeptically, then looked again.

Initially, she intended to trouble Qiao Xi and Zhong Yi, but now she became cautious of Qiao Xi setting her up.

Is there something inappropriate with this yellow dress?

However, on the surface, Lu Yingxue still said amicably, “It looks beautiful, let’s go with this one then.”

“Won’t Miss Lu try it on?”

“I trust Miss Qiao’s judgment. Manager, please have this dress delivered to the Lu Family.” This level of dress needs professional handling and delivery.

Qiao Xi, leaning on the couch, pointed to the men’s suit with the same gold-threaded butterflies embroidered on the cuffs and said, “Young Master Zhong, what do you think about that suit? It matches Miss Lu’s dress.”

He suits wearing white suits well, fitting the image of a prince charming in many young girls’ dreams.

Slim waist, long legs, clearly handsome.

Zhong Yi looked at her deeply and said, “Good, let’s go with that one. Manager, please send the bill to the Zhong Family’s old mansion.”

He spoke, suppressing the complex emotions in his heart, “I have official business to attend to, I must leave now, excuse me.”

He walked away quickly, and Lu Yingxue, even though she wanted to retain him, couldn’t keep him there.

She took a deep breath and said to Qiao Xi and others, “I have matters to attend to as well, I’ll leave now. Miss Qiao, don’t forget that after my and Ayi’s engagement party, you need to report to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association. I look forward to your participation in the voluntary clinic. My colleagues are very much looking forward to a rematch with you at the needle test, the last one was a pity.”

Qiao Xi looked at her and said, “I very much look forward to it.”

She too wanted to compete with Lu Yingxue.

To have an opportunity in the most fair and just circumstances, to compete with her.

Lu Yingxue showcased a very formulaic smile and left the design studio directly.

“Sick in the head.”

Huo Sijiao cursed, “What does she mean by that? She lets us pick dresses, without really picking, then leaves. Sister-in-law, why did she ask you to choose a dress for Zhong Yi?”

Qiao Xi shook her head: “I don’t know. Lu Yingxue’s actions always have deeper meanings. She and Xiang Mingzhu are not the same; she’s extremely cunning. Even trapped, she can turn the situation around. Since we can’t figure it out, let’s ask your brother later.”

“Yes, my brother is smart. He knows a lot, maybe he can guess Lu Yingxue’s intentions. Sister-in-law, now that those annoying people are gone, let’s quickly select dresses. I want to pick one for you that’s stunning yet not pretentious, to anger Lu Yingxue.”

…

Outside Ruisa Shopping Mall.

The familiar Beijing A-license plate Cullinan was parked on one side, with Wan Jiang sitting in the driver’s seat, not stopping his wild thoughts for a moment.

His eyes caught the recently parked Rolls-Royce, from which a very eye-catching man emerged.

Talk about enemies on a narrow road!

Could it be that President Huo is also going to the top floor of Ruisa, where he’ll bump into Young Master Zhong?

Wan Jiang’s mind was playing out a drama as he saw a tall and distinguished figure emerging from the magnificent main entrance – wasn’t that Young Master Zhong?

It was like a kings’ meetup!

Zhong Yi stood on the steps, his eyes cooling somewhat as he saw Huo Xingzhou ascending the stairs.

His steps slowed down.

His eyes narrowed slightly, making his gaze seem longer and more dangerous.

Zhong Yi opened his mouth coldly, “What a coincidence, President Huo. In such a vast Imperial Capital, here we are meeting.”

Sarcastically.

Huo Xingzhou walked calmly to his side, standing on the same step.

Between the two, undercurrents surged.

Eyes locked in confrontation.

Huo Xingzhou sneered, “Unfortunately, I came here specifically to see you make a fool of yourself.”

“You…”

Zhong Yi’s face turned gloomy, “Did you deliberately arrange for Qiao Xi to come pick out her gown today?”

“I’m not that bored. After all, I hope she sees you less. It’d be better if Huang Bingyi could move out of the Zhong Family and have nothing to do with you,” Huo Xingzhou said indifferently.

Zhong Yi’s handsome face chilled, “Then your plans have failed. She will eventually be involved with me when I fully take control of the Zhong Family and eliminate those hidden threats. She knows everything…”

Huo Xingzhou ridiculed, “Take full control of the Zhong Family? You mean to follow Old Master Zhong’s wishes and first have a son with Lu Yingxue?”

“Huo Xingzhou! Must you speak like this?”

“Zhong Yi, don’t forget that she has already married me.”

Zhong Yi sneered, “Her marrying you was just for distraction.”

Huo Xingzhou snorted coldly, “Even so, feelings have developed over time.”

“So what? We’ve known each other longer, and being married can also end in divorce. I, Zhong Yi, don’t care what she has gone through, as long as she is herself.”

“The great Young Master Zhong wants to be a male homewrecker?”

Zhong Yi’s eyes reddened slightly with a mix of coldness and determination, “In her eyes, I have never been any Young Master Zhong. Huo Xingzhou, in fact, you would rather I don’t tell her the truth. Because even you are afraid that deep down in her heart, there’s still a place for me. Because the living can never compete with the dead.”

Huo Xingzhou’s expression remained cold, “The same goes for you.”

The living cannot compete with the dead.

The deceased Ayi holds a significant place in Qiao Xi’s heart.

But what is left for the living Zhong Yi?

Zhong Yi slowly calmed his breathing, looking at him coldly, “Huo Xingzhou, she and I have depended on each other since childhood. If you don’t believe it, just wait and see.”

A certain photo suddenly flashed through Huo Xingzhou’s mind.

The familiar handwriting on the back of the photo, though years had passed, had not faded.

The line of words written on it.

He closed his eyes and said to Zhong Yi, “Thanks for the reminder. I hope to see that scene you mentioned during our child’s full-month celebration. But did Qiao Xi pick a satisfactory engagement gown for you?”

He deliberately emphasized the word “engagement.”

The tone was unmistakably provocative.

Zhong Yi was almost infuriated by his words.

“You… Huo Xingzhou, don’t push me too far!”

What full-month celebration!

What engagement gown!

Zhong Yi felt suffocated.

What could be more cruel than this?

“Ayi!”

The voice of Lu Yingxue came from behind him, quickening her steps, holding up her gown, she naturally took his arm.

Only then did she greet Huo Xingzhou, “President Huo, what a coincidence. Are you here to accompany Miss Qiao in choosing a gown? How loving. Ayi, don’t you think?”

Zhong Yi turned his face away, not responding.

Huo Xingzhou smiled lightly, “You two also make a good match. But next time if you address my wife, you can call her Young Madam Huo or Doctor Qiao. She doesn’t like being called Miss Qiao.”

His gaze flickered to Zhong Yi, “Young Master Zhong, did you get that?”