Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 378: Redeemed by the Tenderness of His Past Life, She Spends Her Present Life Growing Old with Him

Chapter 378: Chapter 378: Redeemed by the Tenderness of His Past Life, She Spends Her Present Life Growing Old with Him

Qin Ruan lowered her gaze, emitting a low laugh.

Since it was all fake, there was nothing for her to fear.

Besides, she’d never been afraid; it was only the constraints of rebirth that had restrained her.

When Qin Ruan raised her head again, her face sprouted a stern smile. Her eyes, glowing golden, stared coldly at Huo Qiang and the familiar surroundings.

Qin Ruan strode towards the dining room, Huo Qiang hurriedly followed after her, "Miss, please leave the Huo Family, you’re not welcome here!"

She paid no attention to the expulsion behind her and quickened her pace.

All she wanted now was to lay into the person who had just upset her mood.

The Huo family was already seated in the dining room. Xiao Wenrou sat next to the third young master, exhibiting the coy and shy demeanor of a little girl. Qin Ruan found it ridiculously fake upon viewing.

Upon seeing Qin Ruan enter the dining room, Xiao Wenrou reacted as though she’d seen something terrifying, she shrieked frantically, "How did you get in? Get out! Have her thrown out!"

Qin Ruan strode over to Xiao Wenrou in two or three steps, grabbing the collar of her dress and landing a slap on her face.

"Slap, slap, slap!!!"

It took six or seven slaps for Qin Ruan to finally stop, she shook off the lingering pain on her hand.

She held on to Xiao Wenrou’s collar, staring sarcastically at the woman, "I don’t care where you came from, even if this is a dream, if you upset me, you’re in for it!"

With that, she kicked Xiao Wenrou right behind the knees.

"Thud!" Caught off-guard, Xiao Wenrou fell to her knees.

"Ah!"

Xiao Wenrou accidentally hit her head on a nearby chair, causing her to cry out in pain.

Xiao Wenrou spat out her hatred, "Qin Ruan, are you asking for death!"

Qin Ruan grabbed her hair, forcing her to raise her head and sneered, "So, you do know my name. I thought you were oblivious."

Her eyes turned ferocious as she glared at Xiao Wenrou, her voice dark and cold, "Don’t desire what doesn’t belong to you. Whatever that’s rightfully mine, I’ll be damned if I let anyone ruin it."

Qin Ruan’s blatant murderous intent, along with a cold aura extracted from Hell made Xiao Wenrou cringe ever so slightly.

She turned to check on her third elder brother sitting not far away, "Third brother, save me!"

The latter’s eyes were dull; he was staring intently at the lavishly presented dishes on the table. He appeared oblivious to the ruckus between Qin Ruan and Xiao Wenrou.

Not only him, but even the old Madam of the Huo family who had previously shown Wenrou kindness, Huo’s father, Huo Junxin, Huo Yirong all displayed indifference.

They hadn’t given Qin Ruan or Xiao Wenrou even half a glance.

The abnormality of it all made Qin Ruan feel more puzzled. She grabbed Xiao Wenrou by the hair and threw her onto one of the chairs.

Each thud resonated from her skull colliding onto the wooden chair.

The sounds, like a melody to her ears, brought undeniable joy to Qin Ruan’s heart.

Not that Xiao Wenrou hadn’t resisted, but she was no match for Qin Ruan and was knocked out quite quickly.

Before losing consciousness, however, she swore she wouldn’t let Qin Ruan off the hook.

With the woman in her hand unconscious, Qin Ruan lost interest.

She let Xiao Wenrou collapse on the ground, and turned her attention to walk towards the third elder brother who had been sitting quietly.

His pair of exquisite peach-blossom eyes stared fixedly at the dining table. He didn’t even blink when Qin Ruan waved her hand in front of him.

Qin Ruan studied the man before her, the ruthlessness and anger in her eyes receded, replaced by a bewildering contemplation.

When she first saw him standing alongside Xiao Wenrou, her head had felt fuzzy, the collapse of her world ensuing.

After her rebirth, she harbored an excessive reliance on him.

Simply being in his presence felt secure, as though there was nothing to worry about.

This reliance and sense of security came from his undisguised fondness for her across her past and current life.

Qin Ruan was convinced that this intense sense of security and dependence didn’t stem from love.

It was the warmth and bias he offered, it was the blatant and causless endearment.

She enjoyed the comfort zone he’d crafted for her.

The redemption he’d offered in her previous life continued in this one, and she couldn’t shake it off.

But who could guarantee that this redemption and bias wouldn’t change, pulling her into the abyss?

Qin Ruan kept a slight bend in her waist, her index and middle finger delicately lifting up his ethereal and handsome face.

The elegant regality of his features clearly reflecting her eyes. The depth of his facial features, the flawlessness of his skin, such a face left many in awe.

She was no exception.

But who knew his gentle and scholarly demeanor hid a cold and indifferent personality? His coolness extended to those he didn’t care about.

If he was kind to someone, they couldn’t resist, they’d surely fall profoundly.

If he was heartless, it could be chilling, more damaging than an Asura from Hell.

Qin Ruan’s slender fingers touched his exquisite cheek, slowly moving down to the corner of his lips, slightly lifting it up.

A smile devoid of emotion manifested on his handsome face.

Usually, his smile was gentle and soothing, like a warm spring breeze, captivating and irresistible.

Despite its current lack of emotion, his smile remained impeccable, not a flaw could be found.

This man of high birth, elegance, and irresistible charm, who owned both good looks and power, was indeed a lethal attraction to women.

Qin Ruan stared at the Third Master’s emotionless yet still perfect handsome face, a rational clarity emerging in her eyes.

In her previous life, his brief existence, full of warmth and redemption towards her, made her willing to spend the rest of this life with him, even in old age.

Qin Ruan clicked her tongue lightly and patted the Third Master’s slightly elastic face. "Third Master, I hope you won’t let me down. I don’t want our child to call another man father."

She didn’t expect the Third Master to love her, nor did she dare to hope for boundless indulgence and tolerance from him for her lifetime. It was enough if they could struggle through life together.

As for love, those things were too illusory and elusive for her.

At the moment, she and her child’s lives depended on the harnessing of Evil Qi for survival, which was a matter of utmost importance, exceeding the importance of emotions.

Qin Ruan ran her hand over the Third Master’s smooth skin, the touch was quite pleasant, so she stroked a few more times before slowly withdrawing her hand.

She looked up, frowned, and surveyed the familiar surroundings.

Having lived in the Huo Family’s estate for a while, everything here was familiar to her, but now it all felt rather distorted.

Qin Ruan chuckled softly with a sarcastic expression and whispered, "Fake, it’s all fake."

Her voice wasn’t loud, but it echoed infinitely in the empty room.

The world in front of her collapsed, turning into fragments under Qin Ruan’s gaze.

Even she herself gradually became transparent.

When she looked at the old master Huo, the Third Master, and others again, following this fake world, they broke into countless small pieces and floated in the void.

"Madam, madam?"

"Madam, wake up, someone from the Nangong Family is here."

"Are you awake, madam?"

A familiar voice sounded in her ears, and Qin Ruan, with her legs wrapped in a blanket, laid in bed furrowing her brows tightly.

Squinting her eyes without opening them, she raised her head and pressed her brow due to headache, and asked hoarsely, "Huo Zhi?"

Seeing that Qin Ruan had woken up, Huo Zhi retreated a step and stood respectfully beside the bed, "It’s me, someone from the Nangong family is here, would you like to meet them?"

Qin Ruan opened her sleepy eyes and asked lazily, "Where is the Second Master?"

Huo Zhi spoke softly, "The Second Master has gone to the company. If you don’t want to see the guest, should I make an excuse for you?"

Qin Ruan got up from the bed, her voice slightly low, she casually asked, "Who is here?"

Huo Zhi: "Madam Nangong, Xiao Wenrou."

Qin Ruan, who was already suffering from a headache upon waking, frowned deeper after hearing Huo Zhi’s words.

"What is she here for?" she asked impatiently.

Huo Zhi’s voice was cold, "I’m not sure, she wouldn’t tell." She didn’t hide her impatience with Xiao Wenrou in her words.

Qin Ruan looked up at Huo Zhi standing in front of the bed, who was being utterly respectful, with a complex gaze.

Just now in her dreams, Huo Zhi was overly polite to Xiao Wenrou, but now his face was filled with disgust.

This made Qin Ruan for a while immersed in the scene from her dream.

Everything in the dream was too real; every character’s expressions were flawless.

If she hadn’t spent time with the Third Master and knew his minor living habits, Qin Ruan might have still been immersed in the dream.

But whether it was a dream or reality, there was one common feature: Xiao Wenrou visited the Huo Family the day after her grand wedding.

Qin Ruan rubbed her temple to ease the headache and told Huo Zhi, "Let her wait downstairs."

She didn’t ask about the Third Master’s situation, perhaps because the shadow cast by the dream hadn’t subsided, or perhaps she didn’t want to depend on him ever again, deep down.

Of course, Qin Ruan was well aware that if the Third Master had woken up, Huo Zhi would have definitely informed her immediately.

Since Huo Zhi didn’t mention it, it implied that the Third Master was still in the dark chamber.

"Yes, I’ll go right away." Huo Zhi turned and left the bedroom.

Qin Ruan got out of bed, her deeply furrowed brow gradually relaxed, a cold aura spread from her.

Xiao Wenrou, this woman really knows when to show up.

...

Half an hour later.

Qin Ruan appeared in the downstairs hall and saw Xiao Wenrou sitting on the couch.

The woman was obviously carefully dressed up, from her makeup to her refined outfit, as well as the faint high-end perfume enveloping her, everything screamed at people how much effort she had put into dressing up before visiting the Huo Family.

Xiao Wenrou was sitting in the Huo Family’s hall, flipping through today’s morning paper.

With the popularity of electronic products around the world, the Huo Family has always preserved the habit of reading physical newspapers.

At Qin Ruan’s appearance, Xiao Wenrou put down the newspaper in her hands.

She glanced at her wristwatch and her brow furrowed slightly, her tone questioning, "Where is the Third Master?"

A light of contempt flashed in Qin Ruan’s eyes as she slowly sat down opposite Xiao Wenrou.

As soon as Huo Zhi saw Qin Ruan coming downstairs, he ordered the kitchen to bring up the medicinal soup for today.

The kitchen servant placed the medicinal soup, which was in a delicate bowl, on the table in front of Qin Ruan.

The servant took a step back and said respectfully in a low voice, "Madam, this is today’s medicinal soup with a sour-sweet taste. Please try it and see if it suits your taste."

Qin Ruan looked at the soup in front of her. It was nicely colored, and the tantalizing smell of food mixed with a faint medicinal fragrance filled the air.