Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1201: A Total of Eighteen Buddha Beads and Eight Were Broken

Chapter 1201: Chapter 1201: A Total of Eighteen Buddha Beads and Eight Were Broken

"Sir, are you here alone? On such a joyous day, why isn’t Madam Ruanruan seen?"

A familiar teasing voice of a woman sounded behind him.

Su Jingshu’s brows relaxed, and she approached with a smile in her eyes, her casual tone making it hard to find any fault.

Huo Yunjiao slowly turned to look at Su Jingshu and her entourage, his expression calm and detached, "Ruanruan isn’t feeling well recently; she is resting upstairs."

Su Jingshu raised the wine glass in her hand to Huo Yunjiao, her smile gentle and serene, "I’ve long heard that Madam is pregnant again, congratulations on receiving another blessed child, Sir."

Lu Han, who accompanied them, seized the opportunity to interject, "Now the Huo family is doubly blessed, Madam must have a fortune-bringing fate. Many envy your good fortune, Sir, bearing two children in three years isn’t something anyone can achieve."

Dressed in a suited ensemble, Gu Mingyan, who was also a groomsman at this wedding like Lu Han, teased in front of everyone, "I hear Sir is quite the affectionate one. There is nearly a generation’s gap between you, Sir, indeed a blessing; truly enviable."

Huo Yunjiao picked up the wine glass from the bar, raised it towards Su Jingshu, Lu Han, Gu Mingyan, and their group, his face radiant with tenderness, "Indeed, it is my fortune to marry Aruan."

If someone mentioned the age gap between him and Qin Ruan in the past, he would feel uncomfortable.

Since regaining his memory, he understood that their age difference spanned not just a generation indeed, practically, he could be called Aruan’s ancestor.

Listening to the teasing and envious comments, he was now able to raise his glass calmly, with no turmoil in his heart.

Gongsun Yibo, leveraging his imposing figure, squeezed into the crowd to Huo Yunjiao, casually wrapping his arm around the taller man, he lowered his voice in jest, "Sir, I didn’t expect this. The Huo family has such prestige. I saw, today, nearly all influential figures of the Mysterious Studies World have arrived."

He flicked his stylishly short hair, his rugged features showing indescribable admiration, gesturing towards the surroundings: "To the left, the old man standing next to the woman in the black dress, he is the Sect Leader of the Jade Star Sect. Behind him, the middle-aged man named Lun Wenbin, is the designated next Sect Leader.

In the center, the man in the Zhongshan suit, and the girl next to him, both from the Maoshan Sect, this master-disciple duo is quite renowned. The Maoshan Sect has waned over the years, yet their strength is comparable to the Jade Star Sect.

Look over there, the casually dressed man wearing a cap, despite his handsome appearance, he is a monk, a treasure of Nanyin Temple. Even the temple’s abbot must follow his arrangements; this man is not someone you could normally invite, his appearances are rare, owing mostly to past relationships with the temple.

And those disciples from the Longevity Sect... Even Fan Hangyi, a thousand-year-old vampire, came out, relying on his business ties with the Huo family, his appearance is not unexpected. Over there, the Western vampires, if I’m not mistaken, are they not documented as dangerous entities in Class S archives? It seems they belong to the esteemed members of the Rasambo Family—"

Gongsun Yibo pointed out one by one the members of the Metaphysics Circle present, eventually shifting his gaze to Xia Yunchen and others in the casual corner to the right.

Centered around the superstar Xia, the postures of the group members, whether standing or seated, were all striking, their dignified aura, imbued with an innate nobility, far surpassed the wedding guests in elegance. Their domineering presence and subdued celestial energy could hardly be concealed.

It must be said Gongsun Yibo’s eyes were sharp. Huo Yunjiao gently sipped the red wine, the corners of his lips curling into a light smile, facing Gongsun Yibo’s curious gaze, remaining silent.

Gongsun Yibo continued to pry, "Sir, we are all old acquaintances, what play are you staging today?"

Huo Yunjiao raised her fine chin and said teasingly, "Guess?"

Gongsun Yibo rubbed his chin, his sharp eyes assessing Xia Yuchen’s party not far away, finding their demeanor increasingly discordant.

Each one’s eyes were fierce, the aura of immortals around them seemed to hide their inner viciousness, none appeared to be good people.

He clicked his tongue lightly, shook his head, and said in a resigned tone, "It’s just me bothering to ask you, you think no one here can see they have issues, those unfamiliar faces around Xia, no matter how outstanding their appearance or exceptional their demeanor, they all look complicated.

Considering Xia followed you to the Qin Family to fetch the bride, some must have started to investigate, this group of people inconspicuously center around Xia, their sudden gathering makes one feel like they are here to disrupt the wedding. I was looking forward to their moves, yet even when you and the young Madam exchanged rings they made no move.

If not here to disrupt the wedding, could they be here just to show support? It doesn’t seem so either, look at their faces, not even a smile, their expressions as serious as if you stole their treasure."

Huo Yunjiao couldn’t help but laugh out loud, her eyes curving with mirth.

He wasn’t the one who stole these people’s little princess. Aruan’s childhood companions included those divine beasts, some of whom had always set their sights on Aruan. After today’s wedding, his bond with Aruan would entangle them for lifetimes.

Xia Yunchen, sensing the continual probing glances, suddenly turned his head and met Gongsun Yibo’s gaze.

The latter was momentarily stunned, then raised his glass with a smirk.

Xia Yunchen’s gaze was icy as he nodded slightly to the distant figures, then turned his head to continue listening to Changyuan and Hu Yixian discuss the details of his sister’s wedding that night.

Gongsun Family Head, never having been slighted like this, muttered a complaint: "I never heard that this movie star was so arrogant, Uncle San, give me some background, what’s his story?"

Huo Yunjiao, seeing Xia Yunchen’s dismissive attitude, chuckled softly, "He and Ruanruan get along well. If you encounter him in the future, remember not to offend him."

If Xia Yunchen continued to be active in the human realm, with his status he was an entity that neither major families nor aristocratic families could afford to offend.

This was his friendly advice to his good friend Gongsun Yibo.

Gongsun Family Head didn’t see it that way, his eyes gleaming with intense curiosity: "What, is he that influential?"

Just as Huo Yunjiao was about to respond, his delicate and handsome face suddenly changed, and he abruptly looked up towards a distant small building.

His lips tightly pursed, he thrust his wine glass into Gongsun Yibo’s embrace and strode away, his hurried figure vanishing into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

In the small building, inside the study.

Qin Ruan searched the room, finally finding the Buddha Beads behind a secret compartment in the bookcase.

The dim and lightless Earthly Buddha beads, of the eighteen beads, eight were shattered.