Mrs. Huo Pretends to be Weak Every Day

Chapter 123: Huo Xiting’s Little Secret

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation      Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Ye Beisheng left as soon as she was done.

Ye Anyao’s face couldn’t help but turn gloomy.

Why was Ye Beisheng still so arrogant? She had gained the ninth master’s favor and would soon be able to marry into the Huo family. In the future, she would be the young madam of the Huo family.

Ye Beisheng was a slut who could only spend the rest of her life with an old man and be a mistress. Why did Ye Beishenglook down on her?

Jiang Ranran sneered, “Forget it. She doesn’t know how to appreciate anyone’s kind intentions. Anyao, don’t be too kind. Just let her be. She’s just an adopted daughter of your family. Does she deserve to be the real eldest daughter of the

Ye family?!”

Ye Anyao retracted her thoughts.

She had already surpassed Ye Beisheng by far. They were no longer people from the same world.

If she married into the Huo Family in the future, she might be able to find a chauffeur or servant for Ye Beisheng to marry. That would be worthy of their sisterhood over the years.

Ye Beisheng first went to the Floating Gold Hall. It was already six in the evening when she returned to the Misty Mountain Villa.

The glow of the sunset was slightly dimmer. She pushed open the door and found that the Misty Mountain Villa was especially quiet today.

Uncle Zhang seemed to have taken a day off and would only be back tomorrow morning.

What about Huo Xiting…?

The light was enough for Ye Beisheng to see the room clearly, so she didn’t have to turn on the lights and walked straight ahead.

She hung her bag on the rack and was about to turn around when she suddenly heard a muffled sound not far away.

It sounded like someone had hit the cabinet.

Ye Beisheng was shocked and walked towards the direction of the voice. A figure leaned over in front of the cupboard and Ye Beisheng frowned. Huo Xiting’s breath trembled and he lowered his voice. “Ye Beisheng?”

Ye Beisheng was speechless.

She looked at Huo Xiting, who was standing in front of the cupboard, puzzled. “Ninth master, what are you doing?”

Could it be that she had done something to make him unhappy again, and this man was going to educate her again?

However, could he not educate her in the kitchen? Besides, what was the ninth master doing in the kitchen? Did he want to cook dinner? Huo Xiting’s adam’s apple bobbed. “Nothing.”

Ye Beisheng was speechless. This man was confusing.

However, Huo Xiting called Huo Yanling and Ye Anyao to the Water Moon Cloud Mountain to help her vent her anger.

So, Ye Beisheng decided to show him some concern.

She waved her hand with a smile and asked gently, “Erm, you seemed to have bumped into a cabinet just now. Are you looking for something?”

Huo Xiting looked unnatural.

He slightly averted his eyes, his voice still deep. “It’s nothing. You should head upstairs. ”

“What about you?” Ye Beisheng asked subconsciously.

The man was silent for a while, as if he had nothing to say. Then, he opened his mouth lightly. “Nothing. I just want to stand here for a while.”

Here? He wants to stand here for a while?

Ye Beisheng looked up and down to confirm that this was the kitchen.

Huo Xiting probably had something hidden in the cupboard and didn’t want to tell her.

This was true. Everyone had their own little secrets. She was just the ninth master’s wife on the surface. It was better for her to stay away from it.

Ye Beisheng waved her hand unhappily. “Alright. I’ll go upstairs then.”

Huo Xiting’s expression stiffened again. He seemed to want to say something, but he still nodded his head. “Sure.”

There was nothing wrong with his voice.

Ye Beisheng didn’t take it to heart. She went upstairs to sort out the documents and was thinking about how to settle dinner when she suddenly heard a noise.

This time, she heard the sound of someone hitting the cabinet, followed by the cabinet shaking twice and the ear-piercing sound of the vase on the cabinet falling to the ground

Ye Beisheng was stunned.. What was Huo Xiting looking for? Or did rich people like to throw vases around?