Qiao Xi's eyelashes fluttered slowly: "Is it true? Or are you lying to me as well?"
"Let's go home first."
Huo Xingzhou was much calmer than her and looked at Xie Xubai, saying, "Please inform Old Chen and Jiaojiao that we're heading back first."
"Alright, if you have anything to attend to, go ahead."
Huo Xingzhou nodded slightly, pulled the dazed Qiao Xi down the stairs and through the crowd in the main hall.
Their hurried steps and grave expressions were noted by many.
Quite a few people whispered among themselves, discussing the matters of the Huo Family.
"That President Huo was stabbed on the street recently."
"He didn't have any bodyguards by his side. Where were those people sent? With such a grim look, something major must have happened."
"Who knows who's going to be in trouble."
...
Qiao Xi was pulled outside by Huo Xingzhou, her head buzzing as she sat in the passenger seat.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she turned to Huo Xingzhou: "Is that news true?"
