Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1144: Hui Cheng, It’s Been a Thousand Years, Are You Well?

Chapter 1144: Chapter 1144: Hui Cheng, It’s Been a Thousand Years, Are You Well?

Fu Yuheng felt better than ever.

He could feel that the restrictions on him were gone.

"That’s good, that’s good!"

Wei Linchen’s eyes were teary as he saw the relaxed and pleased pale smile on Fu Yuheng’s face, unable to control himself as he leaned into his older brother’s embrace, his body trembling slightly.

Fu Yuheng patted the head of the younger brother in his arms, smiling at the corners of his lips, feeling as if a burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

"People as old as you still crying, aren’t you afraid of being laughed at?"

At that, Wei Linchen couldn’t raise his head anymore, clutching his waist and making choking sounds.

Fu Yuheng sighed lightly, softening his gesture of stroking his brother’s hair.

He looked up at Qin Ruan, who stood before him, and nodded gently, "Thank you, Madam Huo, for saving my life."

"You’re welcome," Qin Ruan responded indifferently.

She glanced at Wei Linchen, who was uncontrollably emotional in his brother’s arms, then signaled to Huo Zhi, and they left the guest room one after the other.

The spacious guest room was left for the Fu brothers alone.

HEA Group.

Huo Yunjiao sat in her office, supporting her head with one hand, her cold gaze fixated on the Buddha Beads in her hands, which had lost five beads.

Just last night, another bead had broken.

Of the eighteen Buddha Beads, only thirteen remained intact.

"Knock knock—"

The office door was knocked.

Huo Yunjiao didn’t lift her eyelids, nor did she make a sound.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and Huo Yirong, dressed in a suit, entered.

"Third brother, it’s time for us to leave."

Huo Yunjiao was rarely in the office, and the only person who could knock on her office door, besides Huo Yirong, was nobody else.

Hearing his reminder, she gently traced her fingers over the cracked beads.

Before Huo Yirong approached, she pulled open the drawer of the desk and casually placed the Buddha Beads inside.

Qin Ruan seldom came to the office; only by placing the Buddha Beads there could she prevent Qin Ruan from discovering them.

Huo Yunjiao closed the drawer, stood up, and picked up the coat from her office chair.

As she put on her clothes, she asked, "Did you confirm the time again with Hui Cheng?"

Huo Yirong stood on the other side of the desk, his gaze heavy and worried as he watched his younger brother. His handsome face showed an unmistakable fear, "I just spoke with them on the phone, they are waiting at Jingshao Mountain."

Huo Yunjiao looked up at his uncontrollably distorted features, a smile lifting the corners of his lips, a faint smile appearing on his face, "How is it, uncomfortable from the smell?"

As they spoke, she walked toward her elder brother.

A strong scent of blood and death closed in, and a powerful oppression followed, causing Huo Yirong to break out in sweat on his forehead instantly.

He rubbed his temples, taking steps back, his features betraying his helplessness as he pleaded, "Third brother, please spare me, I just recovered from the dizziness caused by your smell this morning."

Huo Yunjiao stopped, sniffed and asked curiously, "Is it really that severe?"

Seeing his oblivious expression, Huo Yirong, gritting his teeth, pointed toward the corner of the office where the tall and rugged Huo Qiang stood trembling, his clothes half-soaked with sweat, "Look at old Qiang trembling over there, the smell from you is really too overpowering."

Huo Yunjiao followed the direction he pointed, seeing Huo Qiang’s solemn-faced stance, his clothes damp with sweat and his legs shivering.

"Then let’s leave early, get it done before dark, otherwise Ruanruan will worry if she doesn’t see me."

He never expected the inadvertently leaked power to have such serious consequences.

He could only be thankful that Qin Ruan had fallen into a deep sleep last night due to exhaustion and had not noticed his indisposition.

The matter had to be traced back to last night.

After the dangerous period of Qin Ruan’s pregnancy had passed, Huo Yunjiao wanted to be close to her. Under the ambiguous lighting at night, he gently caressed the enticing skin beneath his palm, and with mutual consent, everything naturally progressed.

Unfortunately, an incident occurred midway.

Huo Yunjiao was not a beast without self-control, but he still kept embracing Qin Ruan until dawn.

In the middle of the night, he felt the power leaking out of his body and could not control his desire to keep taking more.

Fortunately, he was rational at the time and knew Qin Ruan was pregnant. By relying on his strong self-control, he carefully nibbled away to ease the hunger in his body and mind.

Even so, Qin Ruan still suffered quite a lot.

Seeing the red marks on her ankles and the fading light bite marks on her legs in the morning, along with the palm print on her slender waist, Huo Yunjiao felt both annoyed and satiated.

Later, he went downstairs and the servants at the house collapsed to the ground upon seeing him.

Even the Hidden Guards lurking in the shadows could not conceal their aura from leaking out. This was not a mistake they should have made.

Huo Yunjiao knew something was wrong and could only flee before Qin Ruan woke up.

Relying on Qin Ruan’s keen sense of smell, she would notice something was wrong the moment she saw him.

He was not afraid of Qin Ruan discovering the power leaking out of him, but he was afraid the familiar scent would trigger her memories to recover prematurely.

To suppress the power leaking out of his body, only the "Tian Luo Xuan Bao Jing" left in the Human Realm at Nanyin Temple could suppress it.

...

Nanyin Temple was located on Jingshao Mountain in Capital City.

Usually, there were some traces of people on Jingshao Mountain, but today not a single person was in sight.

The Huo Family’s convoy slowly drove toward Jingshao Mountain, and they did encounter some monks in robes on the way up the mountain.

Huo Yunjiao personally drove the vehicle up the mountain, as today anyone who came close to him would be affected by the power leaking from him.

Even Huo Qiang, the strongest, could not withstand the dense aura emanating from him—let alone others.

If he let the driver drive, he feared they wouldn’t make it up Jingshao Mountain without rolling down the mountain with everyone and the vehicle.

After more than half an hour, Nanyin Temple finally came into clear view.

Huo Yunjiao sat in the car, looking through the window at the ancient temple. Outside the temple gate stood a monk, extremely handsome.

Seeing him, Third Master’s thin lips lightly pursed, curving into a faint smile.

Hui Cheng, also considered an old acquaintance.

The vermilion mole between his eyebrows, like always, made his appearance exceptionally stunning.

This young man, full of a solemn air of pity for all beings, was actually heartless and indifferent, making one acutely feel his coldness.

He did not resemble a monk, but rather an Executioner from Endless Hell.

Huo Yunjiao’s eyes as dark as ink jade fixed on Hui Cheng, his slender and fair fingertips tapping on the steering wheel.

As Hui Cheng’s indifferent eyes met his through the car window, Huo Yunjiao opened the car door and waved to Huo Yirong and the others who had already alighted, signaling them to stand still.

He walked with steady steps toward Hui Cheng.

Third Master’s thin lips hooked into a faint smile, his eyes brimming with amusement yet not reaching his eyes as he watched the monk outside the temple. His lips slightly curled as he said, "Hui Cheng, it’s been a millennium, are you well?"

Hui Cheng watched the man approaching with a blend of noble and scholarly demeanor. His familiar tone tightened his otherwise serene heart.

He knew the Third Master of the Huo Family and was fortunate to have met him a few times.

But having such a close and direct conversation face to face like this was a first.