Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1199: A Citywide Sensational Grand Fantasy Wedding (Part 7)

Chapter 1199: Chapter 1199: A Citywide Sensational Grand Fantasy Wedding (Part 7)

Huo Yunjiao, unable to bear it any longer, held Qin Ruan in his arms, turned around and broke the face-to-face gaze between the siblings.

His mouth tightly pursed, his eyes dark and gloomy, his aura sharp and oppressive from every direction, gave a sense of oppression; yet his voice was gentle and polite, carrying a hint of warning, "Xia Yunchen, this is a matter between my wife and me, please show some respect."

Xia Yunchen, with a face full of anger, snorted derisively through his nostrils, about to lash out at Huo Yunjiao but, seeing the anger at the bottom of the other party’s eyes, ended up obediently shutting up.

He knew that it was important to prioritize the bigger picture, and that Ruanruan couldn’t withstand any more turmoil right now.

Knowing it was one thing, but the inability to vent the rage simmering in his heart made him feel suffocated.

At an angle Qin Ruan couldn’t see, Xia Yunchen defiantly raised his middle finger to the posturing Huo Yunjiao.

Huo Yunjiao, completely ignoring his childish behavior, carried Qin Ruan and strode away from the wedding ceremony.

Returning to the familiar small building and room, the oppressive and suffocating air that had enveloped Qin Ruan dissipated, and her pale face regained a hint of color.

Huo Yunjiao laid her down on the bed, kneeling on one knee beside her, and gazed down at Qin Ruan, "Are you feeling better now?"

Qin Ruan avoided his gaze, her eyes downcast as she softly replied, "Much better, I was just a bit nervous earlier because there were so many people, and I felt a bit uncomfortable breathing."

Huo Yunjiao lifted a strand of hair that had fallen beside her face and gently tucked it behind her ear, his voice soothing her, "As long as you’re okay."

Qin Ruan’s hand was once again taken by a cool and warm palm, her heart pounding faster and her palms sweating profusely.

Huo Yunjiao chuckled softly, "Seems like you really were nervous to sweat this much."

Although he was teasing, his indulgent and doting tone was heart-melting upon hearing it.

Qin Ruan was nervous, upset and panicked deep inside.

She didn’t dare to let her attention stray too much, her innate unease making her eager to know just who the man before her was: whether he was the pride of the heavens, Huo Yunjiao, known to all, or the supreme deity from the dreams woven within Feidu City.

Huo Yunjiao sat beside the bed, picked up a warm, damp towel from the thermal box on the bedside table, and gently wiped the sweat from Qin Ruan’s hands with tender motions.

Today was their wedding, and intimate contact was inevitable tonight. Qin Ruan’s body had been delicate recently, often breaking into tears when pushed too hard, resulting in swollen, reddened eyes the next day.

On the nights they shared a bed, Huo Yunjiao made sure that a warm, damp towel was prepared downstairs, along with water and varieties of juice to replenish her fluids to prevent excessive dehydration.

He even made sure to have an ample supply of medicine to treat any injuries that might occur from their possibly rough encounters.

Qin Ruan ignored the array of items on the bedside table that made her blush and quicken her heartbeat, quietly enjoying the tender care of Huo Yunjiao.

Looking at such a male lead, she felt as though a small thorn had pricked her heart, causing a subtle and fleeting pain.

She earnestly took in the deeply sculpted features of the man before her: the cold and proud brows and eyes, flawlessly exquisite, holding a divine sadness that seemed to pity all living beings when not smiling, sacred and inviolable. Yet, when he did smile, it held a bone-deep tenderness that was utterly captivating.

Qin Ruan uncomfortably pressed her lips together, feigning nonchalance, and casually asked, "Was Xia Yunchen’s disappearance caused by you locking him up?"

She had previously found that Xia Yunchen’s last disappearance was somehow related to the man before her, but she had no concrete evidence.

"Why are you asking about him?" Huo Yunjiao put down the wet towel in her hand, casually removed Qin Ruan’s veil from her head, and threw it aside. Without waiting for Qin Ruan to ask again, she continued, "He used to seek you out frequently, and I found him quite annoying, so I sent him abroad. He’s only recently returned after being busy."

Qin Ruan blinked, her expression at the bottom of her eyes a bit strange, not quite believing her.

"Then under what pretext is he attending our wedding? Aside from business dealings, I’m not familiar with him. Could it be that you two grew close without my knowledge?"

If it had simply been a matter of sending Xia Yunchen abroad, Qin Ruan would have been able to find out.

She had attempted to locate him using Mystical Techniques, and the result was obvious: Xia Yunchen seemed to have vanished from the earth, leaving no trace to be found.

Huo Yunjiao’s face showed a fleeting look of disdain, "I’m not close to him."

Qin Ruan spoke hesitantly, "Then..."

Huo Yunjiao knew what she was about to ask and interrupted her, her voice losing some of its warmth, becoming more stern and businesslike, "Ruanruan, what do you think should be the reason for his attendance at our wedding, or do you feel that he must be present in a certain capacity?"

The direct, unshielded aggressive questioning nearly caused Qin Ruan’s complexion to change drastically.

Yes, why did she assume that Xia Yunchen had to be at the wedding in a specific capacity? Wouldn’t it be better to let this matter be ambiguous?

Qin Ruan opened her mouth, unsure of how to respond. After a long while, she managed to find her voice, "It just seemed odd to me that he stood next to you today and even went to my family’s house for the bridal procession."

Huo Yunjiao’s gaze was as deep as still water as she fixedly stared at her, "The Chairman of Yahuang Entertainment is on the Huo Family’s invitation list. Since Boss Ke has not been in the country lately, Xia Yunchen, as one of the shareholders of Yahuang Entertainment, attended in place of Boss Ke. Since he has some acquaintance with you, I invited him to take part in fetching the bride from the Qin Family."

Qin Ruan avoided his scrutiny, her fingers twisting the lace on the wedding dress spread over the bed, and she let out a light chuckle, "I see."

The dry response sounded perfunctory, no matter how one heard it.

Huo Yunjiao’s eyes darkened further, with a piercing investigative look, as he examined her face, "Anything else you want to ask?"

Qin Ruan shook her head, "No, I was just curious."

Huo Yunjiao glanced at the wedding dress piled on the bed, "Then rest for a while, shall I go downstairs and check on things?"

Qin Ruan nodded obediently, "Go ahead."

Huo Yunjiao bent down and kissed her cheek, smiled gently, and said softly, "I’ll send Huo Zhi and Song Qing to help you change clothes. I’ll come to call you in two hours."

"Mhm—" Qin Ruan closed her eyes and responded wearily.

The sound of footsteps receded, the bedroom door was closed by someone, and soon after, it was reopened.

Qin Ruan, lying on the bed, opened her eyes towards the door. Huo Zhi, dressed in bridesmaid attire, and Song Qing entered, carrying a red modernized traditional wedding dress, which was the second outfit Qin Ruan was to change into.

Song Qing hung the wedding dress on the prepared garment rack inside the room, while Huo Zhi approached the bedside, "Madam, the master has instructed us to take off the clothes on you."

Qin Ruan sat up expressionlessly, extending her arms to allow Huo Zhi to strip off her clothes piece by piece.

With the somewhat heavy wedding dress now removed, her pinned-up hair cascaded down, and the makeup on her face was wiped away. Qin Ruan relaxed and lay back down on the bed, silent from start to finish, not uttering a single word.

Huo Zhi and Song Qing quietly finished attending to her, then silently left the room.