Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1036: Lord Huo’s Furious Roar: Huo Jiaojiao, You Are So Unscrupulous!

Chapter 1036: Chapter 1036: Lord Huo’s Furious Roar: Huo Jiaojiao, You Are So Unscrupulous!

In Northern England, Huo Yunjiao put down the pen in his hand and leaned back in his office chair.

He casually asked, "You didn’t call me just to talk about this, did you, Second Brother?"

In the past, Qin Ruan had run off without anyone giving him a special call to inform him.

The Third Lord speculated whether there was something else behind it.

Huo Yirong laughed and went straight to the point, "There is indeed something else. Has the younger sister been overly protective of Song Qing?"

Huo Yunjiao furrowed his brows, his tone solemn, "Did you lay a hand on Song Qing?"

Song Qing’s identity was not just a Hidden Guard for the Huo Family; she was also the most capable maid by Aruan’s side, arranged there by Aruan’s older brother Anqi.

Hearing the seriousness in his younger brother’s tone, Huo Yirong’s smile faded, "I didn’t get the chance to; she was whisked away by the younger sister."

Huo Yunjiao said sternly to him, "Second Brother, don’t touch Song Qing; if you don’t like her, you can send her back to the Song Family."

His tone was undeniably serious.

Huo Yirong’s expression was cold, his tone not very pleasant, "Why?"

Let him let go of Song Qing? What a joke!

He wouldn’t feel relieved until he had stripped off a layer of her skin.

"You shouldn’t mess with her."

Huo Yunjiao’s voice was low and had a hint of magnetism.

"Ha!" Huo Yirong laughed derisively, scoffed lightly, "What is there about her that I can’t touch? If it were not for the younger sister’s sake, I could have caused her to lose half her life today!"

Huo Yunjiao, pressing one hand against his forehead, thought that if he had known Song Qing’s identity earlier, he would never have used her as bait, causing her to get entangled with his Second Brother.

He instinctively felt that to prevent his Second Brother from coming to harm later, he should separate the two of them as soon as possible.

Song Qing was fiercely loyal and protective of her former master by Aruan’s side, inheriting the temperament of her previous master, the Nine-tailed Fox Divine Monarch, elitist and untamed.

Huo Yunjiao’s tone was gentle, he advised softly, "Second Brother, listen to me, don’t mess with Song Qing; you can send her back to the Song Family."

Seldom seeing such a steadfast attitude from his younger brother in interfering in his affairs, a look of surprise passed over Huo Yirong’s intense expression. He asked directly, "Third Brother, are you hiding something from me?"

Huo Yunjiao, supporting his head with the hand rubbing his forehead, pondered whether he should reveal Song Qing’s true identity.

Within two years, Song Qing’s identity would definitely be exposed, and he was also about to leave the Human Realm.

Thinking of the future when the Second Brother would have to shoulder the responsibilities of the Huo Family, Huo Yunjiao said in a smooth, deep voice, "Second Brother, Song Qing is more than just a girl from the Song Family; she has a deep bond with Aruan. You shouldn’t waste your time on her."

Sooner or later, Aruan would leave. By then, all the old acquaintances from the past would have disappeared, and lingering connections would be meaningless.

Huo Yirong looked up at the corridor lights and sighed softly, "No wonder little sister is so protective of her."

Although he didn’t know what the relationship between Qin Ruan and Song Qing was.

But from what his Third Brother said, his chances of messing with Song Qing were slim now.

Huo Yunjiao, hearing his compromise, changed the subject, "Second Brother, don’t waste your time on her anymore. You should support Huo Qi well; he will be your most capable assistant in the future, and in a few years, you will be able to rest a bit more."

Huo Yirong didn’t take these words to heart, thinking the topic was veered too far off, assuming his Third Brother was making excuses for Song Qing.

He laughed and said, "Since you’ve spoken, I’ll leave Song Qing be, but if she crosses my path again, don’t blame me for not being merciful."

Huo Yunjiao said helplessly, "She’s just a Hidden Guard now, why are you holding a grudge against her?"

Huo Yirong spoke with a tone of profound grief, starting to voice his bitterness, "Younger brother, you don’t understand. The first time I was schemed against and only realized it afterward, it’s a matter of male dignity."

His tone was low, inevitably revealing his true feelings in front of Huo Yunjiao.

After all, Huo Yirong still cared about his first time, which was inexplicably schemed away.

He was domineering by nature, willing to go to great lengths personally to get what he wanted, but he couldn’t stand being kept in the dark and becoming the target of someone else’s scheme.

However, Huo Yunjiao thought to himself that this was clearly just idleness.

If there were affairs to divert his attention, he wouldn’t need to obsess over Song Qing’s issue.

Thinking this, Third Master Huo’s eyelids drooped slightly, and he spoke calmly, "Second brother, I’m returning the day after tomorrow and won’t be leaving the house anymore. All of Huo Family’s public affairs will be handed over to you."

Huo Yirong, expecting comfort, found a heavy burden placed on his shoulders instead, and immediately lamented, "Younger brother, you can’t do this. I manage the HEA Group and handle other companies’ affairs; I’m busy to the point of dizziness every day, not to mention the affairs I handle on your behalf as the heir each year."

From the other end of the phone came Huo Yunjiao’s light cough.

"I only have two years left."

His faint voice traveled thousands of miles and entered Huo Yirong’s ears.

Leaning against the wall in a casual pose, Huo Yirong instinctively straightened his back upon hearing this, pressing tightly against the wall.

His hand holding the phone uncontrollably trembled, yet his tone remained as casual as ever, "Younger brother, that’s not a funny joke. Just because of Song Qing, do you need to scare me with something like this!"

Huo Yunjiao picked up the pen on his desk, tapping it repeatedly on the surface. The click of the pen cap was crisp and rhythmic.

"Second brother, I’m not joking. There’s a lot I need to do in these two years. Ayao and Anqi are still too young to support the Huo Family. You must hold up for the two nephews until the day they can stand on their own," he said, his voice slow and deep, oddly mixed with a trace of laughter as if he were not the one dying.

Huo Yirong was silent for a long while, as if adjusting his emotions.

Huo Yunjiao gave him time to cope, casually saying, "Second Brother should also know that I can’t be buried in the Huo Family’s ancestral tomb. This day was bound to come sooner or later, but the timing is just earlier. I don’t belong to the Huo Family, thanks for the care over the years."

Huo Yirong suddenly had tears in his eyes, fiercely rubbing the corners with the back of his hand, his voice choked, "Are you sure? Could there be a mistake?"

He was slightly excited, his words trembling.

Thinking of the younger brother’s concern for Qin Ruan, he grasped at this critical lifeline, "What about your sister-in-law? Will she know about it? Could she possibly save you?"

Three rapid, tremulous questions followed.

The only thing that could make Huo Yirong lose his composure like this was the Third Master of the Huo Family.

Huo Yunjiao spoke indifferently, "Ruanruan can’t help either. She doesn’t know yet, but she will eventually, just not now."

Huo Yirong asked again, "What about Grandfather?"

This time, Huo Yunjiao’s words were laced with concern, "His health seems robust, but he has been wearing himself out for many years. Let’s not worry him. Once I return to the country, I will arrange everything and tell you so you can prepare in advance."

Huo Yirong bit his lip and cried out angrily, "Huo Jiaojiao, that is not fair at all!"

Telling him alone, the pressure he felt was immense.

The feeling was too unbearable, and he was utterly unable to accept it for the moment.