Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1158: Seven of the Kun Tian Ming Buddha Beads are Broken, Eleven Remain

Chapter 1158: Chapter 1158: Seven of the Kun Tian Ming Buddha Beads are Broken, Eleven Remain

Huo Family.

As soon as Qin Ruan stepped out of the car, she was greeted by the eager embrace of her two sons who sprinted towards her.

Huo Yao and Huo Anqi had been waiting at the doorstep for their parents for quite a while.

Today was the first day neither Dad nor Mom had come to pick them up from school.

Now seeing their mother’s figure, the two children grinned and charged at her.

Huo Yunjiao got out of the car and upon seeing the two rascals being so reckless, quickly shifted position while wrapping his arm around Qin Ruan’s waist. He bent down to embrace the two youngsters rushing towards him.

He spoke sternly, "No roughhousing, your mother still has your little sister in her belly."

Huo Yao comfortably sat in Grandpa’s arms, turning his head to look at Qin Ruan, "Mom, was sister well-behaved today?"

Huo Anqi also gazed at Qin Ruan with the same curiosity shining in his eyes as his brother.

Qin Ruan reached out and ruffled their hair, smiling as she said, "Your sister has been good, she didn’t trouble Mom at all today."

In reality, there hadn’t been any fetal movement yet, and aside from some minor drowsiness, she hadn’t felt much else.

Huo Yunjiao put the two children down and took Qin Ruan’s hand, "Let’s go inside, it’s cold out here."

The two children, holding hands, scampered after them into the house.

After dinner, Qin Ruan quickly rinsed off in the bathroom, not paying attention to the lethargically sexy Huo Yunjiao in his pajamas, lying on the bedroom bed, before she hurried off to the adjacent children’s room.

Huo Yunjiao’s obscure gaze followed Qin Ruan’s departing figure, his graceful lips curving into a faint smile, his delicate and handsome face revealing indulgence and doting.

Today at Nanyin Temple, under the suppression of "Tian Luo Xuan Bao Jing," his outward strength and the scent of blood had been completely suppressed.

But—

Huo Yunjiao lowered his gaze and looked down. His eyes swept over to the pajama pants he had deliberately worn to match Qin Ruan’s today, which seemed slightly unnatural.

Unfortunately, some things just cannot be suppressed.

Even though he had been satiated last night, he still wanted to hold Qin Ruan again tonight, hoping to rectify the closely guarded dissatisfaction of the early morning.

Huo Yunjiao tossed aside the tablet in his hand, ignoring an urgent message from Huo Yirong. With one hand behind his head, he casually leaned against the headboard, his peach blossom eyes slowly closing.

"Cough cough..."

A low coughing sound emerged in the silent bedroom.

With Qin Ruan absent from the room, Huo Yunjiao didn’t suppress the urge to cough. His handsome and pale face soon turned red with the effort.

He opened his eyes to check the time, noting that Qin Ruan had been gone for half an hour.

Knowing she would not be back soon and considering that Huo Yao and Huo Anqi, overwhelmed with excitement, would likely sleep late tonight—those two rascals were going to be a handful again.

Huo Yunjiao sighed internally, his face reflecting resignation.

He slid down in bed, resting his head on the pillow and once again closed his eyes.

No more coughing sounds came, and after an indeterminate duration, the room was filled with the faint sound of steady breathing.

When Qin Ruan pushed open the bedroom door, the person inside had already fallen into a deep sleep.

She entered the room with light steps, slowly closed the door, and then approached the bed with delicate footfalls.

She stood by the bed for a long time, under the dim and comfortable light of the floor lamp, staring at the man lying asleep on the bed.

The matters with the Chen Family today had left her feeling uneasy.

Chen Jingyi and Ni Shanshan had been together for most of their lives, yet they still hadn’t gained a clear understanding of each other. They only showed their beloved the best side of themselves, concealing their darker aspects tightly away.

What about her and Yunjiao?

There had always been an insurmountable gap between them. Although they lived closely day by day, and their hearts were gradually becoming one, Qin Ruan still felt like their relationship teetered on the edge of danger, threatened by unmeasurable risks.

Qin Ruan sat on the edge of the bed, tracing with her hand in the air the outlines of Huo Yunjiao’s eyebrows, his closed eyes, his straight nose, and finally settling on his thin lips that were always hinting at a smile.

Her pale fingertips never touched the skin, daring only to trace in the void.

She knew that the moment she touched Huo Yunjiao’s face, he would wake up.

Ever since the day she awoke to find herself beside his pillow, she knew how sensitive he was.

Qin Ruan sighed lightly in her heart, unwilling to let those things that never happened bother her, and she withdrew her hand and lay on the other side of the bed.

Time passed slowly.

In the blink of an eye, the peak of summer in July arrived.

Unconsciously, another summer vacation was upon them.

Qin Ruan was more than four months pregnant now, and her belly was growing by the day.

Next month would be her wedding with Huo Yunjiao. Recently, the number of visitors to the Huo Family had increased, all specially invited to set up the venue for the upcoming wedding.

From her window, Qin Ruan often saw people measuring the courtyard downstairs, not just for her and Third Master’s villa, but the entire Huo Family was busy preparing for their wedding.

The Qin Family was also looking forward to this wedding with great anticipation, having called her several times to inquire.

Everyone was waiting for the wedding, Qin Ruan felt calm inside, even a bit resistant.

She couldn’t say why, but she just felt the wedding could wait, that there was no need to rush.

As the wedding date approached, this feeling grew stronger.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the bedroom, Qin Ruan held a glass of plum juice in her palm, her serene eyes watching the strangers downstairs as they pointed at the trees in the courtyard, uncertain what they were preparing to do.

She took a sip of the plum juice to ease her recent aversion to food and turned to leave.

"Knock, knock—"

At this moment, someone knocked on the bedroom door.

Qin Ruan put the juice glass on the table and called out, "Come in."

Huo Zhi pushed open the half-ajar door and came in, "Madam, the wedding dress designer is downstairs waiting for you."

Their wedding was next month, and although Qin Ruan was pregnant and her physique changed daily, it was now or never to start custom-making the dress.

The Third Master had specially invited top domestic and international designers, preparing nearly ten suits each of Chinese and Western styles. It would depend on which designer’s clothing Qin Ruan would ultimately choose to wear on her wedding day.

Thinking about this, Qin Ruan felt a headache coming on; it felt too troublesome for her current state.

She spoke weakly, "I understand, I’ll come down now."

...

HEA Group.

After a month’s absence, Huo Yunjiao returned to the company.

He pulled open the drawer of his desk and saw the Kun Tian Ming Buddha Beads inside, noticing that two more had shattered.

He had sensed it the night before, his body had become weak again, and he had not expected two of the beads to break.

His well-defined hand scooped up the Buddha Beads, fingertips gently twisting the eleven remaining intact beads.

"Cough... cough cough..."

A bout of coughing echoed in the office.

A glass of water was passed in front of Huo Yunjiao.

Thump! The sound of the glass falling onto the desk carried its owner’s anger.

Sitting at the desk with an unhappy face, Huo Yirong asked in a deep voice, "Have you been coughing up blood again recently?"

Huo Yunjiao’s lashes remained downcast, his voice calm without a flicker of movement, he casually replied, "There’s no such thing."

Huo Yirong, already trying to suppress his anger, stood up abruptly when he heard the firm denial.

He pointed at his cousin sitting in the office chair: "Seven beads have shattered! Seven! They are your life companion objects. Now you’re telling me there’s nothing wrong, you think I’m a fool?!"