Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 327 Ruanruan misses her third uncle, her nominal husband

Chapter 327: Chapter 327 Ruanruan misses her third uncle, her nominal husband

In Han Kexin’s view, Qin Ruan was nothing more than filth that had crawled out of the muck. How could she ever compare to the pampered life that she had led since childhood?

The resentment in Han Kexin’s eyes was entirely captured by Qin Ruan.

Her lips curled up in a smirk, amusement danced in her eyes, and her voice was filled with dismissiveness and ridicule: "I’ll live a long and fulfilled life, it’s a pity you won’t be able to see it."

Then, the smile faded from her face, replaced by a look of contempt: "As for what happened in the past life and this life, you’ll discover everything once you reach the Netherworld.

However, don’t hold out too much hope, since you didn’t have the last laugh in your past life and in this life, you died a gruesome death. This is your retribution."

Completely infuriated by Qin Ruan’s condescending, superior tone, Han Kexin retorted: "Don’t be smug, Qin Ruan. Your retribution is coming!"

Cocking her head slightly, Qin Ruan’s tone was cheeky, "Retribution? My retribution is to enjoy all the splendors of this world in this life, live a long life with my family, while you’ll have to endure all sorts of torture in hell, experiencing the agony of seeking life but meeting death."

As Han Kexin was about to retort, Han Xian firmly held her back.

Staring at Qin Ruan, Han Xian pleaded: "Qin Ruan, can you ask the underworld envoy not to take us away?"

Qin Ruan chuckled but remained silent, her gaze towards Han Xian was as though she was looking at a madwoman.

Was she going mad, trying to save them?

What a ridiculous joke, it was the funniest thing she had ever heard.

Han Xian realized, Qin Ruan wouldn’t save them.

Even so, she refused to give up, she begged Qin Ruan: "We know we were wrong, we shouldn’t have targeted you all along. I’m sure you have a way to resurrect Kexin. She’s still so young, please spare her. I beg of you."

Qin Ruan shook her head: "It’s not that I can’t let go of you, it’s that you have brought this upon yourselves."

She wasn’t magnanimous enough to save the two people who had conspired to kill her in her former life.

Just as Han Xian was about to say something else, the envoy had already placed the soul-locking chain on her and Han Kexin’s souls.

The underworld envoy dragged them forward, "Miss Qin, we should be going."

"Take care and goodbye."

The envoy showed momentary confusion, then forced a grin that was intended to be friendly, but was instead shrouded in darkness.

His voice was less reverential, more familiar: "See you next time."

Such a dark smile, in the past, would have even sent chills down Qin Ruan’s spine without making her leave.

The face of the underworld envoy was more creepy than normal ghosts, inducing fear in people.

In Qin Ruan’s impression, the only attractive envoys in the Netherworld were the Black and White messengers.

She didn’t know what these other envoys were up to, making themselves so terrifying.

Qin Ruan suspected that they intentionally portrayed themselves as such, just to scare the ghosts of the deceased.

She nodded to the two envoys, watching them drag Minmin, Han Xian, and Han Kexin away.

Both Han Kexin and Han Xian glared at Qin Ruan as they were being led away as though they wanted to swallow her alive. Their eyes were filled with hatred and malice.

Unfazed, Qin Ruan gave them a brilliant smile.

A smile didn’t necessarily indicate friendliness.

When directed towards an enemy, it could show disdain, contempt, or even mockery.

Qin Ruan was no longer afraid of this mother-daughter duo. Since her rebirth, she had been waiting for them to dig their own graves.

This moment had finally arrived, they were the ones seeking their own demise, and she didn’t have to lift a finger.

Her enemies from the past were now dead. Qin Ruan would be lying if she said she wasn’t happy.

However, more than happiness, she felt a sense of melancholy.

She didn’t know why, but she longed to see a certain someone at this moment.

Huo Yunjiao, Third Master Huo, her husband by name, the father of her child.

The underworld envoy left the interrogation room; the gloomy mist also gradually dispersed as they vanished, leaving only Qin Ruan and Lu Han.

After scanning the empty interrogation room, Lu Han looked at Qin Ruan, a complicated expression in his eyes.

His eyes, filled with profound meaning, asked: "Madam Third Master, Minmin has been taken away?"

"Yes, she’s gone."

She headed for the door of the interrogation room, preparing to leave.

Lu Han called out to her: "Madam Third Master, please wait!"

Turning around, Qin Ruan’s eyes were icy cold, her expression was somewhat stern, "Is there anything else?"

Lu Han spoke: "Last night we questioned Qin Anmin. Quite a lot was revealed about the Qin Group. His actions with Han Xian can be considered a crime. He could be sentenced, if pursued legally.

Is it something that your family intends to settle privately, or, would you seek legal proceedings?"

Coldly, Qin Ruan responded: "You can ask my older brother, Qin Jingcen."

Dealing with Qin Anmin was not just her decision. She had to consider her father as well.

Leaving it to her older brother, Qin Jingcen, to handle the matter seemed best.

Lu Han nodded: "All right, I understand."

"If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave."

"Allow me."

Lu Han personally escorted Qin Ruan to the entrance of the Criminal Investigation Department.

When Huo Zhi saw Qin Ruan emerge, he drove the car to the entrance.

He got out of the car and opened the back seat door for her.

As Qin Ruan approached the car, she waved at Lu Han, who was standing on the steps of the entrance: "I’m leaving. You can go back in."

Lu Han: "Take care."

Sitting in the car, Qin Ruan saw Huo Zhi close the door behind her.

Turning around, he nodded to Lu Han before getting into the driver’s seat and closing his door.

Under Lu Han’s gaze, the understated luxury car drove off, slowly disappearing from his sight.

Lu Han stood at the entrance for quite a while without moving.

The special power that Qin Ruan possesses is indeed terrifying. One can’t help but wonder if it’s a blessing or a curse that Third Master Huo chose her as his wife.

There were rumors that Third Master Huo’s health was deteriorating, but the last time Lu Han saw him, he seemed to be doing well. Whether this has anything to do with Qin Ruan remains a mystery.

If it does, the Huo Family could undergo significant changes due to Qin Ruan’s presence.

All the grand and noble families know that Third Master might not live very long.

Even though he’s physically frail, he’s still seen as the next heir of the Huo Family, a force to reckon with indeed.

The eldest of the Huo Family, Huo Junxin, spends his years in the cabinet, constantly accompanying the President, it’s fair to say he’s gaining experience, preparing to succeed the throne.

And the HEA Group, managed by the second son of the Huo Family, Huo Yirong, controls the weapons around the world.

It is the lifeline of the Flower Clan, and should not be underestimated.

Third Master Huo, Huo Yunjiao, now holds the most authority in the Huo Family.

Because he is in poor health and rarely appears in public, many people overlook him.

Some noble families have even begun to make moves towards the "Four Great Families," which could only be described as courting death.

They believe that the existence of Third Master Huo doesn’t pose a significant threat but is somewhat obstructive.

The emergence of Qin Ruan now could potentially be the most significant change for the Huo Family.

Lu Han’s contemplation faded from his face as he looked up at the overcast sky.

He had a lingering feeling that the weather recently hadn’t been great.

With dark clouds looming over the city, Capital City seemed to be on the verge of change.

As for the Nangong Family, Su Family, and Xiao Family, if they were taken down by the Huo Family, which families would rise to power?

The pattern and strength of the Qin Family might not be enough yet.

...

Qin Ruan didn’t know that Lu Han’s thoughts have already gone that far.

She sat in the back seat of the car and asked the driver, Huo Zhi, "Is Third Master at home?"

Huo Zhi looked straight ahead at the road, responding in a leisurely tone, "No, did Madam want to see Third Master?"

Qin Ruan responded with a rhetorical question, "Where is Third Master?"

Huo Zhi: "He’s at HEA Group, negotiating business with our partners from the US."

"Take me there."

Qin Ruan didn’t ask whether it would be appropriate for her to go to the corporation, all she wanted to do was see Third Master Huo, even if it meant waiting for him downstairs.

"Okay!"

Huo Zhi turned the car to head in the direction of HEA Group.

She wanted to contact Chan Ge and ask if Third Master could see Madam now.

But remembering Third Master’s instructions not to disobey Madam’s requests in any way, Huo Zhi suppressed that thought.

...

HEA Group.

Third Master sat in Huo Yirong’s office, resting with his eyes closed.

In reality, he had only come to make an appearance, forcibly dragged here by Huo Yirong.

Huo Yirong was having tea with a young blonde-haired, blue-eyed gentleman.

Glancing at the man before him, Huo Yirong asked with a trace of disdain, "Nicholas, did the old man from your family send you here to pursue the issue of the weapons shipment to X Country a while ago?"

The blond-haired, blue-eyed young man, whose eyes sparkled with brilliance, stared at Third Master’s face with an expression that was both astonishing and slightly ambiguous.

Third Master’s face was too beautiful to describe with words. Even among men, he was breathtakingly handsome.

Dressed in a fine suit, his hair neatly groomed, revealing a smooth forehead, his eyebrows and eyes delicate as though outlined by ink and brush.

Even his hands were as stunning as white jade, with clear knuckles, his nails slightly tinged with violet.

Those in the know could tell at a glance that Third Master’s health was not good.

Seeing Nicholas ignoring him, his blue eyes fixated on his third brother, Huo Yirong became annoyed.

He waved his hand in front of Nicholas, "Hey! What are you looking at? What’s with that look?"

"Ahem!" Nicholas diverted his gaze, smiling at Huo Yirong, "Mr. Huo, what do you mean? I’m not here at the beck and call of the old man. I’m just here to make an appearance today. Our relationship won’t be broken because of family interests."

Once Nicholas began speaking, his Mandarin was not only standard, but also quite fluent.

Huo Yirong chuckled dryly. His handsome face bore a cold smile, his lips curved in a joking manner, yet there was no trace of amusement in his eyes.

He stared at Nicholas, his gaze filled with a hint of subtle hostility, "Talk about the matter at hand. The Bolin Family wouldn’t have sent you here just to make an appearance."

Nicholas Bolin just laughed without a word,

He was the sixth son of the Bolin Family in the US, and also a college classmate of Huo Yirong.

The two of them were classmates and good friends, one might even say kindred spirits, but they represented opposing forces.

Just as the Huo Family holds significant influence in the Flower Clan, the Bolin Family too wields considerable authority within the US royal family.

Some time ago, the Huo Family had shipped a batch of weapons to X Country. Not long after, the Bolin Family came knocking.

And who came? None other than the sixth son, the darling of the Bolin Family’s head.

To describe this as a courtesy visit would be more aptly defined as a warning.

Huo Yirong glanced at his third brother who was resting with his eyes closed next to him.