Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 411: Beauty Lies in the Bone, Not in the Skin, The Third Master’s Heartbeat

Chapter 411: Chapter 411: Beauty Lies in the Bone, Not in the Skin, The Third Master’s Heartbeat

Huo Yunjiao gave a hostile smirk, pinching Qin Ruan’s cheek: "Well, you’ve given this some good thought."

He lifted his gaze towards Lin Hao standing beside Huo Qiang, whose eyes were solemn and whose handsome, gentle expression had faded.

Their line of sight collided in the void, one expressionless, one a deadpan face.

Huo Yunjiao glanced at Huo Qiang, ordering sternly, "Clean him up and from now on, Lin Hao will be with Madam."

"Yes, third master," answered Huo Qiang, his surprised expression faded into obedience.

Huo Yunjiao stood up, holding Qin Ruan’s hand, "Everything has been handled. Aren’t you tired? Let’s go upstairs and rest."

"Hmm."

Qin Ruan had no objections, as long as Lin Hao could survive.

Looking at Huo Yirong, who slumped onto the sofa, the third master nudged his chin. "Second brother, if there’s nothing else, you should go and rest."

"Understood."

Huo Yirong responded but, remained seated.

Before leaving, Qin Ruan waved at Lin Hao: "Brother Hao, see you tomorrow."

Lin Hao blinked, unable to utter a single word.

Right before his eyes, his life was saved by Qin Ruan’s few words.

The significant change in his circumstances left him unable to recover.

After the third master and Qin Ruan went upstairs, Huo Yirong stood up and walked towards Lin Hao with calm, elegant strides.

He stared at Lin Hao with a complicated look, eyes filled with probing: "Lin Hao?"

Lin Hao glanced at him indifferently, lowered his gaze, and remained silent.

With Qin Ruan gone, he had become quiet again.

Huo Yirong reached out his finger to lift Lin Hao’s chin, his handsome face revealing a trace of brutality.

Meeting Lin Hao’s disdainful, slightly mocking face, the second master’s eyes darkened.

With contemptuously expression and a low voice filled with suspicion, he said: "You are quite capable. My third brother decided not to kill you. Are you hiding any secrets from us?"

Lin Hao, forced to lift his head, responded calmly: "I don’t know."

"Well said." Huo Yirong struggled to suppress a laugh.

Confronting Lin Hao’s deadpan face, he warned in a low voice: "I don’t care who you are, remember this place is the Huo Family’s house! If I ever find you with ill intentions, even if my sister pleads for you, I won’t leave you an intact corpse!"

Lin Hao’s eyes drooped, and he remained silent.

Huo Yirong let out a light snort, loosening Lin Hao’s chin, and left, stepping over him.

In the spacious hall, only the three Hidden Department leaders, Huo Qiang, Huo Chuan and Huo Zhi, and Lin Hao, entrusted to them by the masters, were left.

You have to admit, Lin Hao is pretty lucky.

He met the returning young miss just before he was about to be killed.

Had the timing been off by even a few seconds, Lin Hao may already be facing punishment at the Punishment Hall.

As for the fertilization in the garden mentioned by the second master, that was merely to scare Lin Hao. The Huo family residence wouldn’t tolerate any filth.

If they really needed to handle someone, they would be sent to the Punishment Hall. If the person died, their body was sent to a specific place, never to appear where the masters lived.

Huo Qiang examined Lin Hao from head to toe, pulling at the corner of his mouth to say: "Follow me."

Lin Hao followed Huo Qiang’s steps, leaving the small building of the third master. Huo Chuan gave Huo Zhi a few instructions, then quickly followed suit.

Huo Zhi watched as the three of them disappeared through the door, then turned and walked towards a room on the first floor.

...

Qin Ruan returned to her room, only to remember that she still had a puppet with her.

The third master knew she was tired, so he personally went to the bathroom to prepare a bath for her.

As Qin Ruan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed removing her coat, asked: "Li Manning, why are you standing so far away?"

Li Manning looked sullenly at her and grumbled: "The man by your side scares me."

"What’s scary about him?" Qin Ruan didn’t find the third master scary at all.

She then asked: "Am I scarier?"

Li Manning very truthfully answered: "Yes."

Qin Ruan paused while changing her shoes, looking up at Li Manning, dumbfounded: "I could destroy you and scatter your soul. You are not scared of me but scared of the third master, what’s the logic?"

"There’s something about him that terrifies me. I can’t explain it, but it’s scary," said Li Manning.

Seems like she was indeed scared. Li Manning’s spiritual body even trembled a bit.

Qin Ruan had heard this from more than one puppet.

She still remembered the innocent driver who died earlier; he too, was afraid of the third master’s aura.

Qin Ruan turned to Li Manning, "We’re going to sleep soon, find a place for yourself. When I wake up tomorrow, I’ll take you to meet a few people. Maybe they can help you find your Xiaobao."

"Okay!"

Almost as soon as Qin Ruan finished speaking, Li Manning disappeared from the room.

Huo Yunjiao walked out of the bathroom, looking towards the door, asking dubiously: "Girl, who are you talking to?"

Qin Ruan, barefoot on the carpet, moved towards the bathroom: "No one. Is the bath ready?"

Huo Yunjiao moved aside to let her in the bathroom: "The temperature is just right. Go ahead."

"Umm!"

Qin Ruan entered the bathroom and closed the door from inside. The words that the third master wanted to say, offering his help, were stopped by the closed door.

He laughed softly, thinking that Qin Ruan currently had a light body that didn’t require his assistance.

In time, as the months progressed and given her pregnancy, she would struggle bathing alone.

Huo Yunjiao turned around and left, taking his change of clothes to the ensuite bathroom.

By the time he came out, Qin Ruan was still in the bathroom, not yet done soaking in the bath.

Huo Yunjiao laid on the bed, waiting for Qin Ruan while flipping through the dynamic news of various families and aristocrats sent by his subordinates.

After a while, Qin Ruan still hadn’t emerged from the bathroom. The third master couldn’t sit still any longer.

He stood up, put on his shoes, and strode towards the bathroom.

"Knock, knock... Ruanruan?"

There was no response to the knock on the bathroom door.

Huo Yunjiao frowned, a worried look on his face.

"Knock, knock..."

"Miss, are you alright?"

Once again receiving no response, Huo Yunjiao’s hand landed on the door; he gently pushed, and the bathroom door opened.

Qin Ruan was soaking in a bathtub spacious enough for five or six adults, this scene directly aligned with the bathroom door, clearly visible to Huo Yunjiao.

His worried expression had no time to fade, and he incredulously stared at Qin Ruan, who was leaning against the bathtub pillow, deeply asleep.

Her face was peaceful and soft, indicating a sweet slumber.

Seeing that nothing had happened to Qin Ruan, Huo Yunjiao breathed a sigh of relief.

However, her charming, alluring body was uncloaked. Taken aback, Huo Yunjiao involuntarily swallowed, his deep eyes dimmed.

He lowered his gaze and stepped into the bathroom.

He took a towel from the rack and walked toward the sleeping Qin Ruan.

The subtle fragrance in the bathroom was a blend of her body wash and her natural scent.

This aroma reminded Huo Yunjiao of a passionate encounter three months ago at the Imperial Court Hotel.

Back then, Qin Ruan was full of charm and enticing allure.

The closer he got, the more the enticing fragrance disoriented him.

Huo Yunjiao stopped at the edge of the bathtub, halting his unsteady steps.

He lowered his gaze, noticing the exquisite beauty of her physique.

’Beauty is in the bone, not the skin’ is a common saying; most people with shallow insight only see superficial beauty and fail to appreciate deeper aesthetics.

The deeper meaning of this phrase emphasizes the beauty of a woman’s inner elegance.

Seeing Qin Ruan’s bone structure, Huo Yunjiao had forgotten about the profound meaning behind the saying.

He simply believed that Qin Ruan was not only superficially beautiful but also possessed a remarkable bone structure.

’Beauty is in the bone, not the skin,’ perfectly described her at this moment.

The allure that this sweet girl possessed was truly enchanting and captivating.

Huo Yunjiao took a deep breath, closing his eyes tightly.

When he opened his eyes again, they were calm, returning to his genteel, dignified demeanor.

He unfolded the towel in his hand, carefully lifting Qin Ruan from the bathtub.

The towel now soaked, he didn’t mind. Carrying the damp Qin Ruan, he exited the bathroom.

He carefully placed her on the bed, removed the semi-wet towel, pulled the nearby blanket, and covered Qin Ruan.

The series of actions flowed seamlessly, none superfluous.

The beautiful body was hidden under a thin blanket.

Huo Yunjiao glanced at Qin Ruan’s sleeping face, then brought the half-wet towel back into the bathroom.

Half an hour later.

His face flushed, his breathing uneven, he stepped out of the bathroom.

Gazing at Qin Ruan, who had changed positions and was now sleeping on the bed, Huo Yunjiao sighed deeply.

He flexed his right hand, turned off the bathroom light, walked to the bed, and dimmed the room’s lighting.

Under the dim light, Huo Yunjiao lay next to Qin Ruan.

Just as he pulled the blanket over himself, preparing to lie down, an unexpected event took place.

Qin Ruan shifted as if sensing a familiar scent. Quite naturally, she snuggled up to him, wrapping her arms around Huo Yunjiao’s arm.

Without any sleepwear on, their bodies touched each other blatantly, an unprecedented experience since they started living together.

Huo Yunjiao’s body stiffened, the heat he just managed to quell seemed to surge back.

This troublesome little imp was indeed hard to handle.

Huo Yunjiao rubbed his forehead, resting back against the bedhead, his face full of helplessness.

Under the dim light in the room, he gazed at Qin Ruan, who was sleeping soundly, clutching his arm in a trusting, dependent posture.

After watching her for a long while, he couldn’t resist. He extended a hand, lightly brushing her nose.

If it were any other time, he wouldn’t have let her get away with this.

Despite the difficulty of her early pregnancy, Huo Yunjiao permitted her unconscious flirtations, feeling sorry for her.

She flirts recklessly, but accepts no responsibility. This was not the first time Huo Yunjiao had to endure this agonizing torment.

The rest of the night proved to be extremely challenging for him.

At this moment, the gentleness of an older man was evident.

If it were his younger self, still brimming with passionate impetuosity.

Qin Ruan would have had a tough time tonight.

...

The next day.

As the sunlight hit the treetops, Qin Ruan finally woke up.

She was awake, yet her eyes remained lazily shut.

Wrapped in the thin blanket, she basked in the comforting warmth.

Her hands reached out from under the blanket, and she yawned unconcernedly, murmuring.

The sound caught the attention of the tired-looking Huo Yunjiao, who was sitting nearby and clearly lacked sleep.

He set his phone aside, crossing his arms, and watched Qin Ruan’s every move.

After a few minutes, the lazy girl finally opened her eyes; her gaze was clear and rational.

As Qin Ruan opened her eyes, she saw a weary-looking Huo Yunjiao, his eyes boasting a greenish tint.

She blinked, expressing her surprise, "Huo Yunjiao, you’re still here."

Usually, when she woke up at this hour, he was nowhere in sight.

Waking up to see him immediately was a peculiar emotion.

Huo Yunjiao curved his lips, attempting to smile. However, his efforts appeared strained.

His voice tinged with helplessness, he said, "I wish I weren’t here, but some troublesome girl won’t let me leave."

"Huh?" Now fully awake, Qin Ruan instantly realized his hidden meaning.

She propped herself up onto a sitting position.

The thin blanket slid off.

Huo Yunjiao’s half-closed eyes sprang open, his reflexes quick enough to grab the sliding blanket and pull it back up.