Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 359 Grandpa Jiao: Girl, this is the correct way to flirt

Chapter 359: Chapter 359 Grandpa Jiao: Girl, this is the correct way to flirt

Rasambo is an ancient Blood Clan, they don’t even submit to the upper-class nobles in the US, so how could they obey Qin Ruan internationally?

Upon hearing Qin Ruan’s response, Sir the Third seemed taken aback for a moment.

Qin Ruan’s gaze was overly serious. Sir the Third shook his head with a smile, patting her head, "What on earth are you thinking?"

"I’m thinking of how to protect the baby." Qin Ruan lowered her head, gently touched her belly, "Donald threatened me with the baby today, so I want him and the entire Rasambo Family to protect the baby for the rest of his life."

Huo Yirong could not help but interject, "My little sister, aren’t you daydreaming a bit?"

Qin Ruan glanced at him and didn’t bother to explain.

She was staring at Sir the Third, eager to hear his opinion.

Sir the Third sighed softly, asking her, "Are you sure?"

"More than 80% sure, but the methods are somewhat disgraceful." Qin Ruan slowly lowered her eyes, as if she felt very ashamed.

In fact, a glint of cold and brutal light flashed in her eyes.

So what if the methods are disgraceful? She wanted to make Donald regret today, having used her child as a threat.

Sir the Third’s eyes sank slightly, his voice gentle and indulgent, "Then go ahead, if you succeed, the baby will have an extra protective amulet in the future."

"That’s exactly what I was thinking!" Upon hearing Sir the Third’s tolerance, Qin Ruan’s eyes shone with brilliant laughter.

This blatant favoritism, the feeling of being indulged without any limit, made her feel joyful.

Huo Yirong felt that the Third Brother and Qin Ruan were both crazy.

Although the Rasambo Family didn’t dare to blatantly oppose the Huo Family, it didn’t mean they would submit to Qin Ruan or the Huo Family.

At this moment, a hidden guard of the Huo Family entered the room and whispered a few words to Huo Qiang.

Huo Qiang waved his hand in response as his eyes flickered with intrigue.

After the guard left, Huo Qiang stepped forward, politely saying, "Second Master, Third Master, the members of the Bolin Family are already preparing to leave."

"Now?" Huo Yirong frowned, looking out the dark window.

It was midnight now. Nicholas had just signed the blood pact, and Leslie had wounds on her body. He wondered if they were leaving a bit too early.

Huo Qiang nodded, "It’s Donald who insisted on leaving. He argued with the wizards of the Bolin family and eventually decided to depart immediately."

"This guy is really in a rush." Huo Yirong scoffed.

His lips tightly pressed together, with a dark look in his eyes, he asked, "Third Brother, should we give a big gift to the Rasambo family?"

Sir the Third chuckled lightly, his thin lips parted to reveal a single word.

"Send."

Huo Yirong raised an eyebrow, his eyes flashing dangerously, "Shall I do it or will you?"

Sir the Third said casually, "You go, notify Professor Brent to purchase all the blood available in the US market. Don’t let off even the supplies in the hospital."

Huo Yirong chuckled, his voice revealing a hint of schadenfreude, "I’m really looking forward to seeing how their tens of thousands of vampires will descend into chaos without a fresh supply of blood."

Sir the Third smiled faintly, "It’s just perfect timing for Donald to go back and clean up the mess."

"Ha ha ha..." Huo Yirong laughed merrily as he imagined the chaos that would confront Donald upon his return. All his resentment from being threatened by Donald earlier, dissipated.

Listening to this, Qin Ruan was astounded. The Huo family’s tactics were indeed superior.

This was remote control, directly cutting off the enemy’s supplies.

Sir the Third, with his arm around Qin Ruan, quietly told Huo Yirong, "Ask Professor Brent to do it overnight."

"Alright."

Huo Yirong left the room with Huo Qiang and Huo Chuan.

Huo Zhi, who remained in the room, saw Sir the Third supporting Madam towards the bed and exited.

As she was about to close the door, she heard the deep voice of Sir the Third.

"Bring the calming medicinal soup from the kitchen here."

"Yes, Third Master."

Huo Zhi closed the door and personally went downstairs to fetch the medicinal soup.

Qin Ruan, who was lying in bed but unable to sleep, asked in surprise, "Why is there still soup in the middle of the night?"

Sir the Third sat on the edge of the bed, taking off his slippers, lifted the thin blanket and leaned against the head of the bed.

He glanced at her comfortingly, "I guessed that it might not be peaceful tonight, so I asked the kitchen to prepare, just in case."

Qin Ruan: "Only I’m being prepared for?"

Sir the Third took her hand and replied with a light laugh, "Only you drink medicinal soup."

The medicinal soup is also medication. Both he and Huo Yirong do not drink that.

Boys like Josh, Qin Mei, and Little Tiger are as robust as can be, and don’t need medicinal soups to supplement their health.

So, yes, the soup was only prepared for Qin Ruan.

But Qin Ruan wasn’t asking this, she rephrased her question, "Is Sir the Third considerate to everyone? Would you care if Second Master gets hungry at night, or if he can’t sleep well?"

"I won’t." Sir the Third replied clearly and briskly, without a moment of hesitation.

Qin Ruan was momentarily startled, unclear of how to continue the conversation.

Asking why he only prepared for her, had a semblance of fanciful thinking; not asking also felt like a situation where the unspoken was understood.

Seeing the amused expression in Sir the Third’s eyes, he explained, "Second Master doesn’t need me to take care of him, because Huo Qiang will prepare for him. Anything on my side will be arranged by Huo Chuan anytime, Huo Zhi takes care of your health and manages many things for you."

The implication being, it’s all arranged by Huo Zhi, so don’t feel burdened.

"Is that so?" Qin Ruan clicked her tongue.

Looking into Sir the Third’s warm and gentle eyes, she couldn’t help but exclaim, "Even if Huo Zhi made the arrangements, I doubt she would’ve prepared the calming medicinal soup in the middle of the night without your orders."

Sir the Third smiled but didn’t say anything, because it was indeed the case.

Qin Ruan looked at the man before her, who was languidly lounging, yet exuding an aura of luxurious elegance, and laughed, "Sir the Third is so caring, absolutely a perfect lover, what woman in this world wouldn’t fall for you?"

Sir the Third lifted her hand to his mouth, placing a light kiss on it, nothing more, "I don’t have a lover, but I do have a wife."

The skin on the back of Qin Ruan’s hand, where he had kissed, felt hotter than ever.

She tried to pull her hand out, but Sir the Third’s grip tightened, and she couldn’t break free.

He held her soft hand, soothing her gently, "Be good, don’t make a ruckus now, Huo Zhi is coming."

Qin Ruan glared at him, "Who is making a ruckus? You are the one who’s playing unfairely."

Sir the Third looked surprised, and then laughed, "Oh? How was I playing unfairly?"

Qin Ruan bluntly said, "You’re too good at seducing people, and then you don’t take responsibility."

Sir the Third’s gentle demeanor slowly cracked.

He was merely comforting Qin Ruan, without any intention to seduce her.

Looking at the young girl’s pure gaze, her eyes twinkling with mischief, Sir the Third understood immediately.

The little girl was trying to stir up trouble, and was deliberately teasing him.

Sir the Third moved her hair away from her face, his voice was unusually sexy and gentle, "My girl, seduction is not simply about talk."

He leaned towards her, his hands applying a bit of strength as he kneaded her cheeks.

"What are you doing?"

The words that spewed out of Qin Ruan’s mouth, were filled with a thick dialect accent, that was hard to understand without paying attention.