Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1170: New Grudges and Old Hatreds, A Lifetime of Dark History that Strikes the Soul

Chapter 1170: Chapter 1170: New Grudges and Old Hatreds, A Lifetime of Dark History that Strikes the Soul

The young man who ran out of the restaurant was Qin Mei. He only saw Josh’s dazzling blond hair; Xiao Yujie and Rong Menglan did not catch his attention.

Josh’s eyes slightly lifted, and he watched the man running out, his face slightly changing, and the corners of his lips uncontrollably twitched.

The two "ancestors" in the room, he had no ability to appease.

When the two kids were well-behaved, they truly were; but when they acted up, ordinary people really couldn’t handle it.

After Qin Mei approached, he realized that the people in front of Josh were acquaintances.

The familiarity and sorrow on his face quickly faded, his expression became distant, and his tone was politely calling, "Mr. Xiao, Mr. Rong."

"Mr. Qin—"

Both of them recognized Qin Mei’s identity and nodded to him.

Xiao Yujie getting a headache at the sight of Josh, pulled out a cigarette pack from his pocket, put one in his mouth, and recalling a memory of seeing Qin Mei smoking on a balcony during a banquet, he offered the pack to him, "Want one?"

Having been tormented by the two little "ancestors" in the room for quite a while, Qin Mei finally breathed a sigh of relief, and without refusing, he drew a cigarette from the pack.

The cigarettes Xiao Yujie smoked were custom-made and not available outside; the tobacco was smooth and mild.

Qin Mei smoked skillfully, the swirling blue smoke blurred his cheeky-looking face.

Previously entangled by the two little devils, his head was spinning, but as he took in the smoke, his emotions relaxed and his rationality returned.

He remembered Josh and the young Mr. Xiao had a grievance of broken legs, but he also knew Josh wasn’t a vindictive person, not one to play dirty behind the scenes, and it was unlikely that he was still pursuing last year’s grudges.

But his mouth truly needed a filter, uppity, arrogant, and boastful; sometimes he just felt like hitting him.

Qin Mei finished his last puff of the cigarette, walked to the metal trash bin behind the Roman column, and stubbed out the cigarette into the white sand.

Xiao Yujie also extinguished his cigarette and looked expressionlessly at Josh.

Previously, he had thought of using the cigarette break to leave, but Josh cunningly blocked him; whichever direction he moved, Josh would step forward to stop him.

Now, with the cigarette finished, Xiao Yujie forced a stiff smile, "Mr. Josh, it’s getting late, I won’t bother you and Mr. Qin here anymore."

Josh’s lips curled into a mocking arc, "Whether you leave or stay, it’s none of my business!"

Both in attitude and tone, he was being quite unreasonable.

Xiao Yujie nodded and sidestepped to leave, but Josh immediately stepped forward to block him, staring intensely into his eyes.

His actions contradicted entirely what he said, showing no intention of letting him leave.

Rong Menglan leaned against the Roman column, fiddling with his phone. Hearing the young master angrily scolding his friend, he put away his phone and walked over.

Before he could intervene for his friend, Qin Mei stepped forward, slung his arm around Josh’s shoulders, and smiled brightly at Xiao Yujie.

"This kid hasn’t had little to drink inside; don’t be fooled by his composed appearance, he’s actually downed nearly a bottle of red wine."

He was clearly giving Xiao Yujie a way out.

Taking the cue, Xiao Yujie spoke gently to Qin Mei, "No wonder, this restaurant’s hangover soup is excellent, drink it tonight and guarantee you won’t have a headache or body fatigue tomorrow."

Qin Mei responded, "That’s great, thanks, Mr. Xiao."

"No worries—"

Josh watched the two chatting amicably, his face sour, and abruptly pulled Qin Mei’s arm off his shoulder.

"Who’s drunk? I was clearly just picking a fight with him."

With that statement, the young master shattered the facade of friendship between Qin Mei and Xiao Yujie, reducing it to nothing in an instant.

Qin Mei looked at Xiao Yujie’s tensely tight, pale face and couldn’t help but sneer at Josh out of sheer frustration, clenching his teeth as he asked, "Young Master, how old are you? Are you an adult yet?"

He had never seen someone so willful.

They were both respected individuals, bound to run into each other now and then, so forcing the situation into such a deadlock truly served no good purpose.

Even if it were truly about a grudge over a broken leg, this endless persistence was not suited to young master Josh’s temperament at all.

Qin Mei genuinely couldn’t understand why Josh was targeting Xiao Yujie only now.

When questioned, Josh pressed his lips tightly together, his brown eyes fiercely fixed on Xiao Yujie, refusing to speak or explain.

His gaze was intense, sharp as a blade.

If looks could kill, Xiao Yujie would have died hundreds of times over at this moment.

Rong Menglan stood beside her friend, observing the annoyance on the face of a young master from the Huo Family and the panic and undeniable disgust he tried hard to conceal in his eyes, sensing that there might be more to the situation.

Last year, when the two clashed irreparably, their methods were extremely fierce, and Xiao Yujie ended up bedridden for days.

Now seeing the young master again, his methods seemed more like a child throwing a tantrum.

Seeing a group leave the restaurant, Qin Mei realized that continuing this stalemate was pointless, and they might even run into acquaintances and become a laughingstock.

He grabbed Josh by the arm, telling Xiao Yujie and Rong Menglan, "We still have someone in our room, we’re heading back first."

After finishing speaking, he did not wait for the two to respond. He dragged Josh by the arm into the hotel, murmuring something under his breath as they walked.

Originally planning to continue finding fault, Josh, perhaps considering something, looked back at Xiao Yujie, his eyes showing both unwillingness and compromise.

The two boys, somewhere between adolescence and young adulthood, quickly disappeared from sight.

Rong Menglan shifted her gaze, stepped down, and stood in front of the hotel’s fountain waiting for the driver.

Suddenly, he bumped Xiao Yujie with his shoulder, "What’s going on with you and that young master? It doesn’t seem like it’s just about some old grudge."

Xiao Yujie pinched the bridge of his nose, his voice low, "Don’t ask."

His features were striking, and his face handsome with a masculine air, his deep black eyes filled with resignation.

Rong Menglan raised an eyebrow, teasingly saying, "It seems something really did happen."

...

Qin Mei pulled Josh back to their room, and the two stood outside the door without entering, clearly having something to discuss.

"What exactly is going on with you and Xiao Yujie? Don’t tell me it’s about what happened last year."

Josh, with his delicate features yet extremely cold demeanor, his face flushed with anger, struggled to speak, "At the end of last month, I saw him in the restroom of a nightclub."

Thinking back to that day, his hand in his pocket clenched into a fist.

Qin Mei blinked, realizing this was a new grudge.

"And then?"

Under the gaze of his good friend, Josh averted his eyes, silent for a long time before he spoke, "I was relieving myself when he dared to touch me!"

Qin Mei hadn’t yet grasped the seriousness of the situation and continued to ask, "Where did he touch you?"

Josh didn’t respond verbally, but his hand subconsciously touched his backside.

He vividly remembered the pleasure of relieving himself when suddenly a demonic hand touched his skin and the teasing, ambiguous words were spoken.

That moment was the darkest part of his life, a blow to his soul far worse than the sequela his little cousin-in-law had caused him.