Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1006: How Master Huo Expresses His Love, Fighting for Ruanruan!

Chapter 1006: Chapter 1006: How Master Huo Expresses His Love, Fighting for Ruanruan!

Huo Yunjiao leaned down to help Qin Ruan into the car, her clothes becoming disheveled from their recent entanglement.

He didn’t bother to straighten them out, standing casually in front of the car with a smile on his face that sent shivers down one’s spine.

"I hear you’re from the Yin Family down south?"

His voice was deep, exuding a noble and clear-cut aura.

Having already lost much ground in terms of presence, Yin Tianlin countered the overwhelming pressure released by the Third Master with a stiff neck: "Yes!"

With a light and breezy tone, Huo Yunjiao commented, "Is my wife stabbing the Fu Family’s relatives nest or not?

One Fu Ziqiu kneeling to recognize Ruanruan as his father, and another daring to covet the Mistress of the Huo Family; I really didn’t see that the Fu Family’s ambitions were so great. I’ll have to pay them a visit someday to ask what else they covet from the Huo Family so that I can be prepared."

He bowed his head to straighten his cuffs, his movements seemingly careless, yet each sentence carried profound meaning.

Yin Tianlin’s face went green. Brother Ziqiu had offended a big shot of the Capital City, hence he was brought by his elder cousin to apologize.

From what the Third Master implied, could it be that Brother Ziqiu had offended the Huo Family?

Just the thought of this possibility made his scalp tingle.

If his uncle and elder cousin found out that tonight he attempted to steal the Third Master’s love interest, even though he didn’t succeed, no matter what misunderstanding there was, he was definitely in for trouble.

With a desperate urge to survive, Yin Tianlin said stiffly: "Third Master, it was all a misunderstanding. I didn’t know the identity of the Third Mistress beforehand."

This was his way of admitting defeat, however reluctant it seemed.

Huo Yunjiao’s exquisite face showed neither joy nor anger as he spoke succinctly: "You’re not too old, think more about the safety of your family than coveting other people’s treasures, because even if you covet them, it’s useless."

His smiling lips had a touch of wickedness in them, with a hint of something else in his words.

Yin Tianlin, sensing the underlying threat, felt a shiver in his heart and couldn’t even dare to look directly into the Third Master’s eyes.

"Third Master, it’s time to go."

The voice of Qin Ruan came from inside the car.

"Coming." Huo Yunjiao’s tender features instantly revealed a warm smile as he bent down to get into the car.

Seeing that both of them had entered the car, Qin Mei patted Yin Tianlin on the shoulder: "Little brother, take heed of what others say."

After spoken, he also turned and got into the car.

Huo Qiang, Huo Zhi, and others completed their task and quickly got in their cars.

The Huo Family convoy began to drive away under the watchful eyes of Yin Tianlin and Ahui.

Yin Tianlin watched the departing convoy with a sullen expression, feeling as if something had been taken from him, leaving him extremely displeased.

But thinking of the colossal Huo Family, he quickly suppressed the thought.

His displeasure buried deep inside, but a thorn remained in his heart, causing him discomfort.

Ahui carefully drove the car up to him and cautiously asked: "Tianlin, shall we go too?"

Yin Tianlin, looking at the receding convoy and gritting his teeth, said grimly: "Chase them!"

"Chase?"

Ahui’s expression twisted momentarily, disbelieving as he looked at him.

They were the people of the Huo Family; what could they use to chase them? And even if they managed to catch up, could they really snatch the Huo Family’s future mistress?

None of them would have imagined that an unremarkable, albeit pretty woman turned out to be Third Master Huo’s wife. If only they knew, they would have stopped Yin Tianlin from provoking her.

Yin Tianlin, ignorant of Ahui’s concerns, turned to get in the car, stepped on the gas, and turned the car around to chase after the Huo Family convoy.

Qin Ruan sat in the back seat, relaxed and leaning into Third Master’s arms, and for some reason sighed softly, "Youth is wonderful, they are reckless, naive, and brave, fearing neither heaven nor earth."

Huo Yunjiao played with her hair, murmuring tenderly, "Ruanruan is quite young, too."

Qin Ruan shook her head with a chuckle: "I’m old, I’m already the mother of two children."

Noticing the wistful tone in her voice, Huo Yunjiao whispered in her ear to comfort her: "In my heart, you’ll always be eighteen."

Qin Ruan, amused, buried her face in his embrace and laughed softly: "I’ve only now realized how charming you can be. They say men with sweet words are heartbreakers."

She looked up directly into Huo Yunjiao’s tender and affectionate eyes and asked half-seriously, half-jokingly, "Are you a heartbreaker?"

"Ruanruan, you should know I won’t give you a chance to grow cold toward me."

Huo Yunjiao’s eyes lingered on her delicate face with tender, entwining gazes as his hand caressed her earlobe.

The tone of his voice sounded casual but carried an undeniable certainty.

Qin Ruan tilted her head, gazing at him inquisitively: "So what you’re saying is, you only have eyes for me? What if one day I’m no longer here?"

Huo Yunjiao pinched her earlobe, his expression was warm and cultivated, the smile at his lips solidifying.

He said, "Then there would no longer be a second person in my eyes in this world."

Qin Ruan wrapped her arms around his neck, hanging on to him, her face breaking into a pleased smile: "How can you be so sweet."

Huo Yunjiao supported her hips to protect her from the car’s movements, saying with a tender voice and a smile, "Everything I say to you comes from the heart."

Driving the car, Huo Qiang glanced at the rearview mirror and spoke out: "Master, that kid is catching up."

Huo Yunjiao and Qin Ruan both looked back to see the Aston Martin driven by Yin Tianlin picking up speed and rapidly approaching.

Qin Ruan frowned: "What is he trying to do?"

Huo Yunjiao lifted her from his body and set her on the seat beside him, his tone cold as he said, "Having failed to snatch a precious treasure, you seek to regain your dignity elsewhere."

Deep within his eyes lay a turbulent darkness devoid of light, swirling with too many indecipherable emotions.

Huo Yunjiao leaned forward and said to Huo Qiang, who was driving, "Pull over to the side. We’re switching places."

At his word, a crack appeared on Huo Qiang’s calm face.

Having followed his master for many years, he knew this young lord had once been wilder than the average rich playboy.

Recalling the young master’s record of sweeping victories against top international race car drivers, he felt a twinge of unease.

Now, all those racers had retired, and the rumors about his young master gradually faded within the circle.

But Huo Qiang had personally witnessed Third Master’s legendary feats on the racetracks, each record-breaker enough to have made him a global sensation if it were not for the Huo Family’s background ensuring his exploits remained out of public view.

Because of the sensitive nature of his identity, the Huo Family always worked to keep his profile low, leading to recognition only within the industry.

Those years were the most challenging times for the Huo Family’s Hidden Guards; car racing was an extreme sport, considered the most dangerous in the world.

Huo Qiang licked his lips nervously, his brain scrambling for words to persuade his master to abandon the dangerous impulse that had suddenly arisen.

"Huo Qiang!"

A low and menacing warning sounded from behind.

Huo Qiang’s tense body relaxed, his face a portrait of despair, as he respectfully said, "Yes——"

Knowing his master’s determination was set, he steadily pulled the car over to the side of the road.

Qin Ruan, not understanding Huo Yunjiao’s intentions, grabbed his arm and asked, "What are you doing?"

Holding her hand, Huo Yunjiao’s handsome and chilly face softened, his tone casual as he said, "With the others about to catch up, I can’t show no response. My hands are itching for a run."

What he didn’t mention was that this was to meet Yin Tianlin’s challenge for Qin Ruan—a battle of dignity between men.

Not saying anything didn’t mean Qin Ruan couldn’t guess some of the underlying issues.

She looked into the annoyance in his eyes, curved her lips into a smile, and a glint of amusement flashed in her eyes: "You’re so childish."

Instead of getting angry at being teased by his wife, Huo Yunjiao happily asked her, "Will you join me in the front?"

"Sure!"

Qin Ruan got out of the car with him.

They say being childish isn’t the nature of a mature man, but perhaps it’s this unique manner he displays because of love.

Thinking of this, a sudden sweetness surged within a corner of Qin Ruan’s heart.

Huo Qiang abruptly stopped the car and got out of the driver’s seat.

Huo Zhi and the others saw this and also pulled over their cars to wait, not understanding what was happening.

Standing in front of his car, Huo Qiang waved to Huo Zhi and the others, signaling them to clear the way.

Huo Zhi, looking in the rearview mirror at his gesture, was suddenly reminded of the most thrilling years during her master’s youth.

An expression of surprise emerged on her beautiful face, and her lips twitched uncontrollably with the thought, "Could it be?"

The master has reached adulthood; he is no longer a youth and wouldn’t do something so juvenile.

Huo Zhi stuck her head out of the window, eyes turned toward Yin Tianlin, Ahui, and the others in their rapidly approaching cars, her mind already understanding the situation.

She ground her teeth in anger, cursing internally at the reckless young goons not only for targeting Madam but also for provoking the master, who hadn’t touched a car in years.

Huo Qiang continued to gesture for Huo Zhi and the rest to move away. As they approached, Huo Zhi pulled her car to the side and picked up the walkie-talkie inside, ordering the convoy ahead in a cold voice to make way.

Huo Yunjiao sat in the driver’s seat and, after fastening the seatbelt for Qin Ruan beside him, listened to the roaring engines behind them as he leisurely buckled up himself.

Exquisite and charming, his eyes twinkled like stars, his expression full of pride and showiness, with an imposing aura.

It was Qin Ruan’s first time seeing Third Master like this, no longer the composed and cultured figure but infused with a bloodthirsty rigidness. She almost couldn’t resist whistling in response.

"Ruanruan, sit tight," said Third Master.

As soon as his words fell, he stepped on the gas, and the roar skyrocketed, instantly pushing the atmosphere to its peak.

Just as Yin Tianlin caught up, he heard the challenge in the thunderous roar, and his blood surged with excitement.

The sound of emergency braking erupted as he pulled his car in front of Third Master’s. Lowering his car window, he revealed his face, struggling to contain his excitement.

Huo Yunjiao too lowered his car window, a wicked smile curving his lips, and his dark pupils gazed at the other with an icy three-foot glare.

Under Yin Tianlin’s watch, Huo Yunjiao raised his hand and made a gun-shooting gesture, silently mouthed a "bang."

Yin Tianlin, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, twisted his face with emotions while the roar from his car intensified.

Their gazes collided in the void, and the next second, both cars surged forward together.

Qin Ruan sat in the passenger seat, her back pressed firm against the seat due to the force of the acceleration.

Feeling the rush of speed, her heart raced—not out of fear, but from overwhelming excitement.

She relished the thrill of speeding, the sensation so addictively stimulating that she was eager for more.

On the spacious mountain road, two luxury cars raced side by side, matched in skill and relentless in speed.

Through it all, Huo Yunjiao maintained a relaxed expression, his calm eyes sharply focused ahead.