Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1035: Huo Yirong Complains to Third Master and Ends Up Eating Dog Food

Chapter 1035: Chapter 1035: Huo Yirong Complains to Third Master and Ends Up Eating Dog Food

The Hidden Guard released Song Qing’s collar, speaking with respect, "Sister Qing, let me support you."

In front of absolute strength, there were also ranks among the members of the Hidden Guard. Song Qing’s strength was indisputable, making her one of the best besides the leader of the Hidden Guard.

Song Qing avoided the offered support, shaking her head and said, "No need, I’ll walk with you."

"What are you two doing?"

A doubtful voice suddenly rang out, interrupting their conversation.

Song Qing and the Hidden Guard looked up to see Qin Ruan and Huo Zhi approaching one after the other.

The two quickly stood at attention, respectfully bowed their heads, "Young Madam—"

Huo Yirong happened to walk out of the room and seeing Qin Ruan, he felt somewhat overwhelmed.

"Little sister-in-law’s back, everything’s taken care of?"

No sooner had Qin Ruan left, then he had received the news.

Over at West City, Qin Ruan’s childhood friends had run into trouble, and she had taken people to help out.

Usually, when she was out, it was common for her not to return for a day. Her returning so early today was beyond his expectations.

Qin Ruan looked at Huo Yirong with an amused expression, observing his uneasy face: "Brother Yirong, what are you up to? Where were you thinking of taking Song Qing while I was away?"

Huo Yirong leaned casually against the door frame, saying indifferently, "The test results came out."

Without asking, Qin Ruan knew that Song Qing certainly wasn’t pregnant, otherwise, this scene wouldn’t be happening.

She nodded calmly, stepping forward to tidy Song Qing’s disheveled hair, speaking in a light tone, "Since that’s the case, it just so happens that Song Qing and I need to step out."

Huo Yirong, showing helplessness, teased her with a smile, "Again?"

Every time he wanted to do something to Song Qing, Qin Ruan was always the first to appear and stop him.

Today, he didn’t know if it was a coincidence or she had come back specifically for Song Qing.

Qin Ruan pushed Song Qing to Huo Zhi’s side, meeting Huo Yirong’s probing gaze, and said with a smile, "I had no choice. Before the third master left, he took many people with him. I got used to having Huo Zhi and Song Qing take care of me; I feel safer with them by my side."

Huo Yirong looked toward Song Qing, who was embraced by Huo Zhi’s arm.

The woman didn’t even glance at him, instead lowering her head to dodge his scrutiny.

Huo Yirong’s eyes darkened with a predatory glint, the smile on his lips slowly freezing as he frowned and asked Qin Ruan, "You’re going out? Where to?"

He dared not provoke this wife of his younger brother and had to find another way to deal with it.

It wasn’t that he was being petty about Song Qing; she just made him extremely uncomfortable, like having something stuck in his throat that he couldn’t swallow or spit out.

Until he pulled out this thorn, he wouldn’t feel at ease.

Qin Ruan’s lips curved upward as she replied, "South Ocean."

Huo Yirong’s eyebrows knitted together, his face expressing disapproval, "That far?"

Qin Ruan’s phone in her pocket vibrated twice. She took it out to check the message and said offhandedly to Huo Yirong, "If things go smoothly, I’ll go over today and return by tomorrow."

Huo Yirong straightened and approached her with large strides, continuing to ask, "What are you doing there?"

The South Ocean was not peaceful, riddled with chaos from within, and it was only stable because of the Huo Family’s support of the Siam Kingdom’s Royal Family.

Qin Ruan saw on her phone screen that it was a video message sent from her second brother. She didn’t open it but looked up at Huo Yirong with a smile, "I’m going to poke at the den of the Yin Yang Sect!"

The Yin Yang Sect?

Huo Yirong had some recollection of it.

He asked with a frown, "Is it the same Yin Yang Sect that plotted against the third brother at the Fu Family last year?"

Qin Ruan’s eyebrows lifted slightly as he praised, "Yirong has a good memory."

Huo Yirong chuckled, "I remember everything that has to do with our youngest brother."

Soon his face became serious again, and he said to Qin Ruan with a solemn tone, "The South Ocean is in chaos, the Royal Family of the Siam Kingdom is receiving aid from the Huo Family. If you encounter any problems on this trip, you can seek help through Huo Zhi."

Qin Ruan gave a slight smile, "It’s unlikely I’ll need their help, but thanks anyway, Yirong."

Huo Yirong said, "Family doesn’t need to be so polite, it’s as if you’re an outsider."

Seizing the opportunity, Qin Ruan said, "In that case, since we’re not strangers, how about you give me Song Qing, Yirong?"

The smile disappeared from Huo Yirong’s face, his deep-set eyes staring at Song Qing behind Qin Ruan, a devilish curve forming on the corner of his lips, "Little sister, she’s my woman now. Are you sure you want her?"

Qin Ruan blinked, somewhat puzzled by his assertion of dominance at this moment.

Didn’t he dislike Song Qing, even wishing her dead?

Huo Yirong understood what was important, he sighed, "Don’t worry about it anymore, just take her with you. Just make sure to bring her back alive."

Qin Ruan frowned unconsciously, half laughing and half exasperated, "Yirong, the way you say it, it’s not like I’m taking them to their deaths."

Huo Yirong’s gaze played over her, "You deal with Metaphysics Sects everyday. Who knows if there’s someone from the Evil Path lurking behind, waiting to strike. The Hidden Guard of the Huo Family might be skilled, but they are only mortals. They don’t have the means to protect themselves against those people."

Between the lines, there was still concern for the Hidden Guards of the Huo Family.

Qin Ruan understood and knew that sometimes he was harsh with his words, but when it came to the crunch, he was always protective of the people of the Huo Family, including the Hidden Guard.

She laughed lightly, "Don’t beat around the bush worrying about them, Yirong. If it really comes down to a fight, I never let them take the lead. I send them far away. However many people I take with me, that’s how many will come back unharmed."

Qin Ruan looked at the time and said to Huo Yirong, "There’s no time left, I need to go upstairs and change."

Huo Yirong waved her off, "Go on, I’ll escort you to the helipad myself in a bit."

"Alright—"

Qin Ruan turned and left quickly. Before leaving, she didn’t forget to take Huo Zhi and Song Qing with her, wary that these two unique and beautiful women with exceptional martial skills might fall victim to the ruthless hands of Huo Ergen.

However, as soon as she was out of sight, Huo Yirong immediately pulled out his phone and called Huo Yunjiao, who was far away in Northern England.

As he waited for the call to be answered, he leaned back against the wall, relaxed, and waved the Hidden Guard away.

The latter bowed and departed.

"Second brother?"

The pleasant voice of Huo Yunjiao came through the phone.

A cunning smile played on Huo Yirong’s lips, and he spoke quickly, "Third brother, little sister is running off again. This time she’s heading to the South Ocean; you’ve really let her run loose."

Huo Yunjiao asked calmly, "What for?"

"To poke the nest of the Yin Yang Sect, that Evil Path sect that tried to scheme against you last time."

Huo Yirong’s laughs were joyful, and he didn’t sound like he was tattling.

Silence fell on the other end of the phone.

After a while, Huo Yunjiao said, "Understood, I’ll arrange for someone there to meet her."

Upon hearing this, Huo Yirong, thinking of his third brother’s whipped nature, couldn’t help but find it amusing, "No, that’s not what I meant. I didn’t tell you to provide fallback for her. Aren’t you worried, with you not home and little sister always running around outside?"

"What’s there to worry about? Ruanruan knows what she’s doing, and if something goes wrong, I’ve got her back," Huo Yunjiao replied with a relaxed tone, a hint of a smile and indulgence in his voice.

With a fiendish arch of his eyebrow and a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, Huo Yirong retorted, "Fine! You’re both in agreement with your masochistic ways, while I’m the one with a heart too soft for my own good."