Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 382: A Call to Sister Ruan, Master Jiao’s Jealousy Spills Over

Chapter 382: Chapter 382: A Call to Sister Ruan, Master Jiao’s Jealousy Spills Over

Qin Ruan sprawled on the sofa and continued scrolling through her phone while the third master, who had just emerged from the bathroom, walked slowly towards her in his slippers.

The faint sound of footsteps reached Qin Ruan’s ears. She remained still, oblivious to his approach.

The third master sat down next to her, and his low hoarse voice echoed after the bath, "What are you looking at?"

Without looking up, Qin Ruan replied, "A big incident has occurred in the entertainment industry today. Li Manning, the female star who performed at the Nangong family yesterday, is dead."

The third master had heard Qin Ruan mentioned Li Manning before and found the name familiar.

In a casual tone, he asked, "How did she die?"

"I don’t know, the Internet is filled with speculations. When I was on the scene yesterday, I heard people say that Li Manning was running a fever of forty degrees," said Qin Ruan.

Sitting up, she brought her mobile phone close to third master’s gaze, "Look, someone broke the news that Li Manning has not been in good health this year, often experiencing accidents at various events due to physical exhaustion, and she was even seen at the hospital for an IV transfusion a few days ago."

The master lowered his gaze and glanced at the phone screen Qin Ruan had handed over. A large photo of Li Manning caught his eye.

Upon recognizing the face, the master revealed a look of surprise, "Oh, it’s her."

Qin Ruan asked, "Master, do you know her?"

Seeing the trace of gossip in her eyes, the master chuckled, reached out to tousle Qin Ruan’s hair and promptly withdrew his hand after messing it up.

Even when teasing others, his actions exuded an inherent elegance.

The master failed to notice that when he touched Qin Ruan’s hair, her body stiffened slightly as she subtly withdrew.

The master chuckled lightly at Qin Ruan, "She used to follow Nangong Chang around for a while. We met once or twice."

Qin Ruan’s expression returned to normal, and she asked, "Did she have a good relationship with Nangong Chang?"

He shook his head slowly, "I’m not sure."

He lowered his gaze, and there was Qin Ruan, halfway kneeling on the sofa, leaning towards him due to holding up her mobile phone. A different scene gradually unfolded.

His heart was flustered at the sight, and the master reached out towards Qin Ruan’s chest.

Qin Ruan’s body instinctively recoiled, refusing his approach.

The previous harmonious atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Seeing Qin Ruan’s offish and defiant changes, the master frowned slightly.

However, he quickly relaxed and revealed a gentle smile. He approached Qin Ruan once again, "I’m going to fix your clothes for you."

Qin Ruan didn’t back off any further, aware that her previous behavior was too deliberate.

She looked down at her baggy house clothes.

The collar had slipped due to the oversized garment, revealing a sight that was better left unseen.

After the third master adjusted Qin Ruan’s clothes without touching her skin, he returned to their previous conversation.

"That female star followed Nangong Chang for a while, and from what I heard from my second brother, she seemed to have fallen for Nangong Chang. They separated while they were still in love, and it was Nangong Chang who initiated it. Not long after, another woman appeared by his side."

Qin Ruan laughed, "So brother Yong also cares about these gossips?"

The master had to clarify for his second cousin, "It’s not that he’s interested in these, but I remember during that time, he frequented the Nangong family because of a project they had to work on together. Even if he didn’t care about the gossip, others mentioned it around him."

Qin Ruan casually tossed her phone on the sofa and suddenly leaned towards the master.

The master’s eyes lightly lifted, and his calm gaze was replaced by one that was unfathomable. He stared at Qin Ruan until her delicate and beautiful face was magnified in front of him.

Her pale pink lips curled up in a calculating smirk, the corners of her mouth upturned just right, beckoning others to taste them.

The master’s expression resumed its calm and gentle demeanor. He was distinguished and elegant in his refined features and perfect jawline, looking at Qin Ruan with a teasing gaze.

In the next instant, Qin Ruan’s enlarged face brushed against the master’s cheek.

She leaned close to the man’s ear and said with a grim tone, "Master, I saw Li Manning’s ghost yesterday. Do you believe me?"

His eyes fixated on Qin Ruan’s white earlobe, and he replied softly, "I believe."

His voice was gentle and pleasant, exuding intoxicating affection.

His voice was too calm and steady which made Qin Ruan pout and pull back her petite figure.

She asked doubtfully, "Aren’t you afraid?"

His gaze fell, and he asked calmly, "Afraid of what?"

Qin Ruan replied, "Aren’t you afraid of ghosts and such?"

The third master scoffed, "Why should I be afraid of them? I can’t see them, and they can’t harm me."

"You do have a point," Qin Ruan had nothing to retaliate.

She sat back in her original place, picked up her phone from the side, rested her head lazily on the third master’s shoulder and continued to browse through her phone casually.

All these actions were performed naturally, without any hint of abruptness.

The trending topics were all the same, and Qin Ruan was too lazy to continue flipping, so she switched to WeChat instead.

With a slight press of his lips and downcast eyes, the master was looking at Qin Ruan who was leaning against his shoulder. He didn’t understand what was going on in her little head.

She had previously put up a cold demeanor that made him wonder what had happened, but he thought that she would get over it after a few days.

Now that Qin Ruan was open to being close to him again, the master thought to himself, it seems she is still a child after all.

Upon opening WeChat, the WeChat group named "Emperor Beitai on High" was on top, messages popping up endlessly.

When the words "Emperor Beitai on High" caught the master’s eyes, he raised his beautiful brows slightly.

These words alone were enough to suggest it was a name created by someone from the Mysterious Studies World.

As expected, in the next second, Qin Ruan opened the WeChat group where names like Qiao Jiu the Daoist of Jade Star Path, Wei Xishi of Qingcheng, and Nanyin Temple popped up, clearly seen by the third master.

Just as Qin Ruan was about to scroll up to read the messages, someone @mentioned her.

Qiao Jiu of Maoshan: [@Qin Ruan/Sister Ruan, are you there?]

Before Qin Ruan could respond, Qiao Jiu sent another message.

Qiao Jiu of Maoshan: [Sister Ruan, my mentor and I will be going back to the Capital soon. When we return, I will make you more delicious pastries and bring you some local specialties from here.]

With her body relaxed against the third master, Qin Ruan’s pale lips curled up in pleasure.

She started typing on the touch screen, [That sounds lovely, thank you Xiaojiu.]

Wei Xishi of Qingcheng: [@Qiao Jiu of Maoshan/Xiaojiu, how come you didn’t mention bringing me some local specialties, that’s so biased.]

Qiao Jiu of Maoshan: [Didn’t I always bring you some every time? This is Sister Ruan’s first time, do you really want to vie for this too?]

Wei Xishi of Qingcheng: [Vulpine femme fatale smoking.jpg]

This expressive, unrestrained, and enthusiastic meme was Wei Xishi’s favorite to post in the group.

Then he @mentioned Qin Ruan again: [Sister Ruan, Xiaojiu is headed to the Capital and she hasn’t forgotten to bring you gifts. When do you plan to come out so we can gather and meet up? I’ve heard that you’re a stunner, so beautiful that you could topple cities and nations.]

"Sister... Ruan?"

The third master’s low and sexy voice echoed in Qin Ruan’s ear.

Qin Ruan didn’t mind and replied, "Wei Xishi seems to be older than me, that’s just how she talks in the group."