Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 331: The Third Master Secretly Flirts with His Wife, Too Cheating

Chapter 331: Chapter 331: The Third Master Secretly Flirts with His Wife, Too Cheating

Qin Ruan inhaled the faint scent of Agarwood lingering on Master Huo, along with his distinct cool aura, and found her sorrow and unexplained emotions somewhat placated.

There were certain things for which she could not seek consolation from her father, her elder brothers.

After sending off Han Xian and Han Kexin, the person Qin Ruan thought of was Master Huo, the only one who had stayed with her even after her death in her previous life.

At this moment, nestled in his embrace, Qin Ruan’s heart felt substantially calmer.

She herself didn’t know why she wanted to see Master Huo.

Seeing him required no words, only their mutual embrace, and smelling the scent that was incredibly familiar to her in both this life and the last, she felt comforted.

Huo Yunjiao furrowed his eyebrows, his eyes set heavy on Huo Zhi, a clear warning in his gaze.

The way Qin Ruan was, it was clear that she had been wronged outside.

Noticing the masters’ gaze, Huo Zhi slowly lifted her eyes.

Seeing the reproach in Master’s eyes, she once again lowered her head, daring not to retort.

From Master’s point of view, Qin Ruan was seeking comfort after being wronged, and he naturally would not withhold his tenderness.

Huo Yunjiao stretched out his hand, gently encircling Qin Ruan’s slender waist.

With a charming smile playing at the corners of his mouth like a spring breeze, he asked softly, "What seems to be the matter? Has someone bullied you?"

"No," Qin Ruan denied aloud.

She rested her head on Huo Yunjiao’s chest, not wishing to move or speak much.

Master lowered his gaze, his gaze meeting the soft, smooth hair of Qin Ruan.

He lifted his hand to stroke Qin Ruan’s hair, conveying a sense of comfort.

If the little girl was unwilling to speak, it wouldn’t do for her to keep standing here either.

Master Huo bent over, hoisted Qin Ruan up in his arms, and headed toward his carriage not far away, his movements steady.

Qin Ruan merely wanted to stay for a little longer, to alleviate the turmoil in her heart, not anticipating that Master Huo would suddenly pick her up, and in a princess carry, no less.

The princess carry was a form of hug between men and women that expressed love.

It was aesthetically pleasing and favored by many young men and women, having become one of the more popular postures of embrace.

Likewise, it was also a symbol of romance.

Master Huo cast a downward glance at Qin Ruan, and said gently, "Behave, or you might fall."

Qin Ruan dared not move, allowing him to hold her obediently.

As for falling, it was impossible as Qin Ruan was light.

This was also one of the things that vexed Master Huo—the little girl was too skinny and he couldn’t seem to help her put on some weight.

The vehicles used by members of the Huo family were all very safe.

Master Huo’s carriage, bearing the Huo family’s emblem, was modest on the outside, but extravagant within.

Huo Yunjiao, with Qin Ruan in his arms, placed her in the seat inside the carriage, taking a seat beside her.

Just as Huo Chuan, standing in front of the carriage, was about to close the door, Master Huo called him to stop.

He instructed Huo Chuan, "Ask if second brother has come down yet, and if he would like to come back with us."

Huo Chuan was a little puzzled.

His master had just instructed Second Master to properly entertain young master Nicholas.

Master Huo, noticing his confusion, added: "Just give a call and ask, it won’t take much time."

"Yes, Master," Huo Chuan went to make the call.

Inside the carriage, Master Huo held Qin Ruan’s small hand in his large one.

Seeing her turn her head towards the window, revealing a lightly blushing earlobe, a hint of amusement flashed across Master Huo’s eyes.

This girl was too easily embarrassed.

It wasn’t their first hug, but she still became shy so easily.

A gentle smile curved up at the corners of Master’s mouth, his peach blossom eyes squinting slightly, exuding an air of lazy elegance.

He pinched Qin Ruan’s chin, gently turning her face towards himself: "Tell me, what exactly happened?"

"Nothing happened. I was just bored and wanted to see what you were up to," she responded.

Qin Ruan was hard-mouthed like a dead duck, too scared to meet the gaze of the young lord.

The young master released her chin, moving his hand slowly to the back of her neck, gently kneading it with just the right amount of force.

The nape of the neck is a person’s lifeline. Entrusting it with a stranger is quite dangerous.

By all rights, Qin Ruan, who had grown up fighting and brawling in West City, should have been ready to fight back the moment someone touched her vital spot.

But now, she was as docile and agreeable as a kitten.

The young master gently kneaded her neck, and she even voluntarily leaned back further, offering her neck to his hand.

Seeing her enjoyment and relaxation, the young master chuckled.

"How’s that, comfortable?"

His voice was languid and splendid, like heavenly music, with a slight alluring charm.

"Mm——"

Qin Ruan lazily agreed.

At this time, Huo Chuan came over. Standing outside the car door, he respectfully bowed his head to Huo Yunjiao.

"Young master, the second young master says he’ll be down shortly."

"Alright, wait for him then."

The young master did not turn his head, his eyes only on Qin Ruan.

Her cat-like laziness greatly pleased him. This girl was just too well-behaved, so much so that it was irresistible. He wanted to poke, knead, and tease her.

Qin Ruan’s body was completely relaxed now.

Her leg was pressed tightly against the young master’s, the distance between them had unknowingly grown smaller.

As Qin Ruan’s mood gradually relaxed, the young master’s deep, sultry voice slowly echoed in the car.

"What happened today, did Lu Han bully you?"

Qin Ruan enjoyed the skill of the young master’s hand a lot. Her head leaned on his shoulder and her guard was completely lowered.

She casually replied, "No, he’s pretty polite to me."

She thought to herself, the young master’s massage technique was really something else.

Each time, he pressed on the acupoints. His unique way of kneading made her feel sleepy.

The young master continued in a steady tone, "If it’s not him, then it’s someone else?"

Qin Ruan smirked, "Does it have to be a person?"

The young master came closer to Qin Ruan, and a delighted chuckle was heard by Qin Ruan.

His slightly husky voice was sexy and deep: "If it’s not a person, could it be a puppet?"

Qin Ruan hummed lightly, "Indeed, it’s a puppet. I have sent Han Xian and Han Kexin away. They should be in the Netherworld by now."

The young master finally pinpointed the source of the problem.

He was fully aware of everything Han Xian and her daughter Han Kexin had done to Qin Ruan.

When the Huo family was investigating Qin Ruan’s background, everything was recorded in detail in the files.

The mother and daughter got what they deserved, it was not just the setup against Qin Ruan they were involved in.

The young master looked at Qin Ruan, his long eyelashes like mini fans: "Are you unhappy that they’re dead?"

"Hmm——"

Qin Ruan weakly responded.

Her expression was indifferent, revealing a shallow daze in her eyes.

The young master noticed Qin Ruan’s reddish earlobe had regained its natural color.

The fair earlobe carried a hint of allure, even more enticing than the previous redness.

The young lord leaned in, kissing Qin Ruan’s earlobe and whispered in her ear, "Everyone has their own fate. Since they’ve died, they need to go where they belong. What’s there for you to be unhappy about?"

"They probably died too easily."

Qin Ruan met the inquiring gaze of the young master, her lips curved in a malicious smile.