Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1108: In This Life, Mister Huo and Ruanruan Pass By Each Other Three Times

Chapter 1108: Chapter 1108: In This Life, Mister Huo and Ruanruan Pass By Each Other Three Times

Under Huo Yunjiao’s piercingly cold gaze, Huo Qiang felt intimidated and somewhat frightened.

He bowed to the man engulfed in rage, his voice trembling with fear, "Master, I acknowledge my fault."

Five years ago, how could he know who Qin Ruan was, nor did he care about the person protected by Grand Master Jiang.

Even if he had known who Qin Ruan was at the time, she had no connection to the Huo Family back then, and he would certainly not have meddled in the affairs of a stranger.

But now that the master demanded accountability, regardless of who was right or wrong, all he could do was take full responsibility.

Huo Yunjiao also knew that blaming Huo Qiang was just misdirecting his anger.

Upon hearing that Qin Ruan had been bullied and had even nearly broken a leg, he couldn’t control the fury within.

The rage erupted like the floodgates had been opened, unleashed with an unstoppable roar.

His tone was not loud, but imbibed with authority, "Investigate!"

Just one word, but it carried an invisible murderous aura.

"Yes—" Huo Qiang sighed in relief, knowing the master wasn’t blaming him, but rather redirecting his anger onto others.

Feeling the fury emanating from the man beside her, Qin Ruan said nothing.

She held hands with Grand Master, their fingers interlocked.

Her cool gaze remained fixed on the computer screen, her voice calm, "Xuan Qing cursed Josh with a malevolent spell, using his left index finger injury as a conduit. The Puppet absorbed Josh’s blood and attached itself to his body, now tightly intertwined."

Qin Ruan pointed to Xuan Qing’s hand movement when retracting his hand, her voice cold, "When Xuan Qing withdrew his hand, his fingers were clearly forming a seal, and he was using the witchcraft of the Witch Clan.

Now we must find him to personally undo the curse; otherwise, forcibly breaking it will not only cause Josh immense pain but also halve his lifespan."

Huo Yunjiao’s expression softened, his voice even, "Is it absolutely necessary to find Xuan Qing?"

"Yes!" Qin Ruan nodded.

Only by finding him could Josh wake up without any harm.

"I will arrange for people to find him. Ayao and Anqi have already returned; go have dinner with them, and I’ll inform you once we find him."

Huo Yunjiao’s words brimmed with confidence, his speech revealing a firm belief that he would find Xuan Qing tonight.

Qin Ruan wanted to ask how he planned to single out Xuan Qing from the vast sea of people.

Seeing his eyes filled with well-hidden rage, along with intertwining pain and self-blame, she found herself unable to voice her question.

She reached out to smooth the wrinkles between Grand Master’s brows, her voice gentle, "Don’t frown. Not five, even ten years ago if you knew of my plight in West City, you wouldn’t have shown any compassion. Why trouble yourself now?"

Huo Yunjiao’s handsome face, almost demonically enticing, maintained its usual humility and grace, his eyes deep and dark as they fixed on Qin Ruan, "How do you know I wouldn’t?"

Qin Ruan’s eyes sparkled with a faint smile, "Because we have known each other since long before that."

Without hesitation, Huo Yunjiao replied, "Impossible."

If he had met Qin Ruan before, he definitely would have remembered.

Seeing his brows furrow once more, Qin Ruan smiled slightly and calmly said, "Our first meeting was in West City."

She again smoothed his slightly furrowed brows, tilted her head, and asked in a playful and soft tone, "J God, do you remember the little girl you came across one late night in West City, feeding in the streets?"

That feeding did more than just fill her stomach.

That night, her taste buds had reveled in the experience.

And the young man who appeared before her had left a profound mark on her soul.

Qin Ruan said, and Huo Yunjiao immediately recalled memories that had long been buried in his mind.

It was easy for him to recall because the few times he had shown kindness in his life had all involved Qin Ruan.

Throughout his life, many of his experiences had been cold and devoid of any warmth.

Only the incidents involving Qin Ruan always made him behave uncharacteristically.

The memory of racing cars late at night in West City quickly surfaced in Huo Yunjiao’s mind.

What struck him most in his memory was the little girl in tattered clothes, her face grubby.

She stood by the roadside, her eyes shining like stars in the dark night, instantly capturing his attention.

Huo Yunjiao extended his fair, slender fingers and pinched Qin Ruan’s delicate chin, scrutinizing her, especially her eyes.

The pair of sly, fox-like eyes before him slowly overlapped with that of the little girl from West City years ago.

He gently stroked Qin Ruan’s charming face, trying to find the shadow of that little girl in her exquisite features.

The more he looked, the more similar she seemed, and the more it pained his heart.

Huo Yunjiao sighed somberly, "Was that little girl you?"

Qin Ruan smiled warmly, her mood brightened, "It was me, you wore a helmet back then, and I couldn’t see your face clearly, what a pity.

Had you not admitted you were J God, I would never have known that the person who gave me water, bread, and candy by the roadside years ago was you."

Knowing that the vibrant young man from the past was none other than Third Master Huo, her heart couldn’t calm the excitement.

Fate sometimes works in mysterious ways, bringing people from different worlds together at the crossroads of diverging paths.

Chance encounters, time and again, brought them, who should have never crossed paths, together once more.

It was luck, destiny, and fate.

No regrets for meeting, no debts owed.

"That was one of the few times I did a kind deed," Huo Yunjiao spoke with a sigh, his well-defined hand caressing Qin Ruan’s eyes, "All because your eyes were too beautiful."

The only time he ever did a warm deed in his life.

Back then, it was these very eyes that had held his gaze tightly, causing him to return after he had already left.

He was not as calm then as he is now, he remembered teasing the girl back then.

Huo Yunjiao’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and he asked softly, "Why were you on the road so late at night? Were you bullied?"

Qin Ruan shook her head, her tone casual, "I don’t remember, I only remember the water you gave me tasted sweet, the bread was soft and chewy, and the candy was delicious, sweetening my heart."

Hearing her say this, Huo Yunjiao’s heart clenched, aching in threads.

He pulled her into his arms, his voice hoarse, "Had I known you were mine, I would have taken you away back then."

To say he had no regrets would be impossible.

He never imagined that in this lifetime, he would miss crossing paths with Qin Ruan three times.

If their encounter during his youthful racing days was the first miss,

Then five years ago, when dealing with the Witch Clan’s Xuan Qing, that was their second miss.

At that time, he had already taken over all affairs of the Huo Family. Huo Qiang had assisted in driving out Xuan Qing and others in West City on orders directly from him.

Their third miss was after they had spent a night together at the Imperial Court Hotel.

His family had to send him abroad for health reasons, and with others intervening, what he came back to was the sight of Qin Ruan and the child’s remains.