Young Master Is Being Jealous Again! -
Chapter 103: The Lethality of Stealing Souls
Chapter 103: Chapter 103: The Lethality of Stealing Souls
Huo Yunjiao’s eyes, cool and clear, carried an astonishing heat that made Qin Ruan shiver without feeling cold.
It was as if a current passed through her body, seeping into her skin and striking straight to her heart.
With her lips tightly pressed closed, Qin Ruan stood frozen on the spot.
It really was him!
When counted, this was their formal encounter.
The brief eye contact they made in the car that day didn’t last longer as time was too short, too fleeting to grasp.
Qin Ruan felt a heartbreaking sensation of finally seeing him after a century-long wait.
The change in her delicate face was as sudden as a slap, and Huo Yirong, seeing this, couldn’t help but arch his eyebrows slightly.
Following her gaze, Huo Yirong saw his younger brother sitting in the car.
Huo Yunjiao hadn’t expected Qin Ruan to look over suddenly. His gaze fell on her and didn’t move away, with his composed demeanor and carefree air totally unaffected.
However, no one saw that the hand he had placed by his side was slightly clenched.
The clarity in Qin Ruan’s beautiful eyes as she looked over was breathtakingly attractive, just like in his dreams.
It stirred a heat within him, making him unable to resist wanting to get closer.
She was still a child, yet she possessed a fatal allure, a captivating charm that seized one’s soul.
Unaware of the thoughts in Huo San’s mind, his cold stare had already set Qin Ruan’s heart fluttering.
Huo Yirong, undeterred, grinned at Qin Ruan: "Miss Qin, do you know my little brother?"
From beginning to end, Qin Ruan had never tried to get close to the Huo family, which Huo Yirong found quite interesting.
Any other woman would have been clamoring to latch onto the Huo family.
Among the major clans and six aristocratic families, who wouldn’t want to marry into the Huo family?
Women who married into the Huo family were all after fame and profit.
Feelings come and go like a flash in the pan, being the most unreliable and elusive thing.
Women influenced by fame and profit would always see the essence of marriage - the benefits that could be reaped.
Qin Ruan was a member of the Qin family, and the Qin family was not very influential in Capital City.
If she could latch onto the Huo family, it would be like a sparrow transforming into a phoenix overnight, a dream that makes one wake with a smile.
His younger brother was the next head of the Huo family.
Marrying him would make her the future matriarch of the Huo Family, standing at the center of power.
In Capital city, she could command the winds and rain and remain unchallenged.
Qin Ruan’s attitude as compared to Han Kexin’s scheming was like chalk and cheese.
Her retaliation to Han Kexin’s calculations showed that she was very clear about what had happened in the Imperial Court Hotel that night.
That retaliation was impeccable, although the measure was a bit too soft.
Huo Yirong’s gaze fixed on Qin Ruan, his eyes shining with intense interest.
On the other hand, Qin Ruan was still standing still, looking as though she had lost the ability to move.
Under the scrutiny of the man sitting in the car in the distance, she felt like she was back to that night.
That man’s cold hand had thoroughly explored her body inch by inch.
His lips were very attractive.
The taste was very clean, but it was faintly cool.
With his lips as a blade, his teeth as a shield, his cool touch bestowed reverence upon her.
His breath was hot, filled with an ambiguous and commanding tone, as though it was still sounding next to her ear.
He said, "be a good girl".
Under the shackles of the deep sea, she was a tiny, fragile prey, drifting in the waves.
Surrounded by seawater pouring from all directions, she felt the overwhelming suffocation of near death, which she couldn’t control.
The seemingly noble and elegant man hid a ruthless determination and savagery deep inside him.
Some people, truly, cannot be judged by their appearances.
Judging people by their appearances is always a mistake.
Her cooperation brought a glimmer of hope to life.
The thrilling experiences of being immersed in the deep sea were both urgent and satisfying.
It was like taking up a dangerous challenge, all her courage, bravery and the feeling of being on the edge of death was magnified clearly.
The fireworks in her mind were short-lived and beautiful, just like the gorgeous fireworks blooming in the sky.
She would never forget that for the rest of her life.
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