Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1169: Huo Family Members Won’t Lose Their Composure in Front of Outsiders

Chapter 1169: Chapter 1169: Huo Family Members Won’t Lose Their Composure in Front of Outsiders

Huo Yunjiao was still maintaining the motion of standing up when her fingertips were grasped from behind.

A powerful hand tightly held hers, fingertips gently scratching the palm of her hand, as a smiling voice followed closely, "Ruanruan—"

The voice was filled with endless indulgence and affection.

Qin Ruan’s ears twitched, a warmth climbing up.

The Third Master’s voice was deep and pleasant, even more alluring when he intentionally lowered it.

Qin Ruan’s body softened and she sat back down in the man’s embrace, annoyed at her own weakness.

Huo Yunjiao wrapped his arms around her waist, his hand lightly caressing her small abdomen as his breathy voice showered upon her ear, "Today’s peaceful, stay with me, will you?"

He relished every second of his time spent with Qin Ruan.

Qin Ruan lifted her hand to cover her somewhat warm ears, "I never said I wouldn’t stay with you."

This man, when acting spoiled, was so persuasive and charming, she simply couldn’t refuse.

A kiss landed on the crown of her head, like a reward, the voice tinged with laughter, "Such a good girl."

Qin Ruan relaxed in Huo Yunjiao’s embrace, inhaling the fragrance of tea permeating the living room, her eyes slightly closed.

She also very much enjoyed this rare and tranquil warm moment.

They embraced in silence, a satisfaction and relaxation in their hearts that couldn’t be put into words.

Huo Yunjiao’s gaze shifted downward, gliding over Qin Ruan’s relaxed face, then settling on her slightly protruding abdomen.

By the end of the year, he would welcome an active and adorable Little Princess, inheriting her mother’s stunning beauty.

Just the thought of a little bundle resembling Qin Ruan turned the Third Master’s heart to mush—he was so looking forward to the birth of this child.

Qin Ruan, nestled in the arms of the Third Master, perhaps too comfortable against the "cushion" behind her, or maybe because she was too relaxed, slowly began breathing evenly.

She had fallen asleep, sleeping very peacefully.

Huo Yunjiao picked her up and, with steady steps, left the tea room for the downstairs bedroom.

...

Sunlight waned in the west, the sky gradually darkening.

After a night of careful consideration, Song Qing decided to strike again.

The Cabinet had been a bit busy in early July, and it was only after Rong Menglan successfully completed the project she was responsible for in recent days that he had a few days to relax.

The experience last night at the bar had soured his mood, and when his good friend Xiao Yujie invited him to have dinner, he absently agreed.

At the dinner table, the other party kept complaining about the young master of the Huo Family, Josh, with whom he seemed to have a karmic connection, constantly encountering him lately.

Xiao Yujie poured a glass of wine, gulped down a large mouthful, his eyes turning red from the haste.

He looked up at his friend sitting across from him and asked uncertainly, "Do you think that guy has set his sights on me again?"

Rong Menglan elegantly placed a bite of food into his mouth, chewing slowly—every move he made while eating resembled that of a sophisticated young lady from ancient times, each gesture adhering to strict etiquette.

The corners of Xiao Yujie’s slightly flushed eyes twitched at his friend’s dining etiquette, which he had criticized countless times to no avail.

Rong Menglan swallowed the food in his mouth, lifted his eyelids, and lightly swept across towards the opposite side, "As far as I know, that young master is not a frivolous person."

Xiao Yujie grimaced, his tone pitiful, "But I have an enmity with him that could lead to broken legs. What if that kid is vengeful and I end up being trapped in a sack again? I would have nowhere to cry."

In a nutshell, he couldn’t afford to provoke the Huo Family.

If it was just Josh’s influence in Yi Country, he wouldn’t have been too afraid, but behind Josh stood the Huo Family.

Once Josh retaliated against him and executed his plan, he would be like a mute person who had ingested bitter herbs: full of suffering but unable to speak a word, with no one to support him.

Rong Menglan was aware of Xiao Yujie’s worries and let out a sigh before suggesting, "Why don’t you go out to clear your mind?"

Xiao Yujie blinked and asked, "Go where?"

Rong Menglan picked up a handkerchief from the table and wiped the corner of his mouth, "The Cabinet will dispatch someone on an international visit soon, you could try to get on the list."

"Which country?"

"The US."

Xiao Yujie made a face, "I don’t want to go, a bunch of arrogant and rude people with their noses in the air, I can’t be bothered with them."

Seeing that his friend didn’t look well—obviously not having slept properly—Rong Menglan analyzed for him, "I still think that Young Master isn’t a person who cannot distinguish right from wrong, so there’s no need for you to be overly anxious.

There’s only so much to do in Capital City; the kid is young and loves to play, and as long as he’s still in Capital City, you’re bound to run into each other sooner or later unless you never step out.

As for the visit to the US, you could consider it. Once there, you can delegate your tasks to others. You’ve been too wound up lately; take it as a vacation for yourself."

Xiao Yujie’s eyes drooped, and he said nothing.

His emotions had indeed been tightly wound for some time. When had it started?

It seemed to be after the Nangong Family’s downfall and the Xiao Family’s alliance with the Fu Family.

The Xiao Family’s future prospects—no one in the Xiao Family could see through them.

Their life and death were not in their own hands.

The Xiao Family had always been in a precarious position for many years, at risk of falling off a cliff and shattering if they weren’t careful, and by then, the Xiao Family’s tragic condition would be even more unbearable than the Nangong Family’s.

The Nangong Family had dug its own grave, while the Xiao Family could only struggle for survival at the feet of the Huo Family.

Xiao Yujie rubbed his temples, not willing to expose his bitterness to his friend, and compromised, "I’ll apply for a spot on the trip after I return."

Rong Menglan’s tone was indifferent, "Don’t wear yourself out too much."

The two had finished their meal and were leaving the restaurant when they saw a young man leaning against a Roman column, making a phone call. The young man’s blonde hair was exceptionally eye-catching.

Seeing this person, Xiao Yujie’s headache began again.

Josh, who was making an international call exuding a languid air, shifted his gaze unintentionally and noticed Xiao Yujie and Rong Menglan stop in their tracks.

His light golden hair, more dazzling under the overhead light, was matched with brown eyes that held a teasing light.

His tone was like that of someone acting spoiled, but with an unmistakable helplessness, as he spoke to the person on the other end of the phone, "I know, Mommy, I’ll take good care of myself."

"Alright—"

Josh hung up the call and pocketed his phone, standing up straight with one hand in his pocket, as the harmless air around him suddenly became keen.

"Isn’t this Xiao the younger? Really, like an unwelcome ghost, I run into you everywhere."

His first words were full of barbs, targeted unfriendly jabs at Xiao Yujie.

Xiao Yujie restrained the urge to press on his throbbing temples and forced a smile, "Josh, long time no see."

Josh curled his lip, his attitude arrogant, "Stop pretending, we just met a couple of days ago."

Xiao Yujie had grown accustomed to being sporadically pricked by him and no longer felt the initial irritation.

Rong Menglan sized up the handsome and well-tempered young man in front of him, surprised at his forthright rudeness, which was unlike the Huo Family.

Respectable people always left some room for maneuvering, and the Huo Family never lost their composure in front of others.

"Josh, there you are. Ayao and Anqi are causing a ruckus in the room, come in with me and help calm them down!"

A person hurried out from the hotel, sounding urgent.