Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 451: Master Huo: Girl, you’re back

Chapter 451: Chapter 451: Master Huo: Girl, you’re back

Qin Ruan walked to the frightened white-faced Liu Ze. The boy huddled in his mother’s arms with tear-filled eyes, looking pitiful.

"Your name is Liu Ze, isn’t it?"

Liu Ze seemed terrified of Qin Ruan, and he whimpered as if to cry when she approached.

Madam Liu pinched her son’s arm.

Liu Ze looked up at his mother’s tightly pursed lips and her worried expression on her pallid face, his heart aching.

He hurriedly nodded at Qin Ruan: "Yes."

His voice was low and trembling.

Qin Ruan’s eyes narrowed, and a warm and friendly smile appeared on her face. She reached out towards Liu Ze.

"Oh no... Mom has a puppet! The puppet is coming for me!!!"

"Ah!!!"

As soon as Qin Ruan’s hand reached out, Liu Ze began to scream.

Luckily, the soundproofing in this neighborhood was good, otherwise, it would have aroused unsatisfactory comments from other neighbors.

Madam Liu held her son tightly, suppressing her fear. Then she spoke softly and gently: "Be good, Xiaoze. The little master is not a puppet, she is a Heavenly Master."

"Mom, I’m scared, I’m so scared, I won’t dare do it again, I really know I was wrong!!!"

Liu Ze clung to Madam Liu’s neck so tightly, his body trembling.

Suddenly, the sound of dripping water echoed in the living room.

Following the sound, they could see a puddle of water under Liu Ze’s feet.

The small puddle of water, following the flow down his pants, gradually turned into a slightly larger pool.

The air was filled with a faint scent of mustiness.

Madam Liu’s hand, which was holding her son, became stiff, and Liu Boyang was also astounded, staring unbelievably at his son.

Both of them looked at their son with expressions of both grief and sympathy.

Liu Ze had been scared out of his wits.

He had developed paranoid delusions towards people, and if it got worse, this child might become schizophrenic.

Qin Ruan took a step back, her red lips slightly pressed together, a profound light flickered in her beautiful eyes.

Liu Ze was only fourteen or fifteen years old, kids of his age are typically weak and sensitive mentally.

They can’t deal with setbacks, even minor ones, and often resort to extreme behavior.

Not to mention encountering such a great trauma, if not remedied promptly, it might ruin him for life.

Liu Boyang sneakily glanced at Qin Ruan’s face, seeing that it was somber, he stepped forward blocking his wife and son.

He nervously said to Qin Ruan: "Master Qin, I apologise, the child was too scared and spoke nonsense. Please don’t take it to heart."

"Why should I be angry with a child."

Qin Ruan raised her eyes and looked at Liu Boyang, her beautiful face remained solemn.

She sighed slightly and told Liu Boyang: "Your son’s memory of tonight needs to be erased, his current mental state is very problematic."

That was the best solution she could think of.

Qin Ruan had also overlooked this child’s fragile psyche and had allowed him to witness all this.

Not everyone, like her or people around her, such as Huo Chuan, Huo Zhi, Lin Hao, could mentally prepare themselves to accept such things.

Liu Boyang showed a look of joy: "Is it possible?"

If his child could forget the memories of tonight, he would certainly welcome it.

"Yes."

Qin Ruan moved towards Liu Ze again. She told Liu Boyang and Madam Liu in a deep voice: "Remember to advise your child in the future. You can disbelieve in puppets, but you must show them respect."

Madam Liu nodded vigorously: "We will always remind him!"

Qin Ruan nodded, and her hand reached towards the back of Liu Ze’s head.

Her delicate fingertips touched his head.

"Urgh—"

Liu Ze made a painful noise.

In the living room, under the gaze of everyone except Huo Chuan and Song Banxian, Qin Ruan extracted a golden light from Liu Ze’s body.

That was the memory of Liu Ze’s experiences tonight. The golden light shrunk into the size of a thumb and hovered in Qin Ruan’s palm.

Lin Hao, Liu Boyang, and Madam Liu saw the golden ball. Under their gaze, Qin Ruan slowly closed her hand.

Liu Ze’s memories of tonight were instantly crushed by her.

Qin Ruan opened her hands. There was nothing inside.

"The matter has been resolved. Liu Ze will be weak for the next few months. Let him do good deeds in the future and take care of his health. It won’t take more than two or three months for him to be a vibrant and sunny young man again."

"Thank you, Master Qin!"

Liu Boyang knelt down and kowtowed to Qin Ruan.

As soon as his knees touched the ground, Qin Ruan quickly moved away: "That’s not necessary!"

She spoke in a cold voice: "Tonight’s events have been mutually beneficial. What Liu Ze experienced is related to your negligence in educating your child.

A child of his age is curious about everything. They can sometimes be bolder than adults and they always act without considering the consequences. In the future, pay more attention to your child’s education."

"Yes, yes, yes, we will certainly remember!"

Madam Liu, holding her son who was soundly asleep with his eyes closed, continuously thanked Qin Ruan: "Thank you, little master, thank you..."

Qin Ruan waved her hand in front of the couple and took back the Heavenly Eye she had opened for them.

She turned to Song Banxian who was standing nearby and said: "Master Song, we should go."

"Alright!"

Before leaving, Song Banxian helped Liu Boyang stand up: "Today, your family really had a stroke of luck. Your ancestors must have done some good deeds."

Liu Boyang knew that he was referring to meeting Qin Ruan: "Master Song, thank you, thank you—"

Song Banxian denied taking any credit: "Don’t thank me, I just came to see Master Qin’s abilities. What happened tonight has nothing to do with me."

Qin Ruan had already left the Liu family’s house with Huo Chuan and Lin Hao.

Seeing this, Song Banxian let go of Liu Boyang’s hand and caught up with them.

Just as he took a step, he could not move, his sleeve was held back by someone.

He glanced back and saw Liu Boyang taking out a card from his pocket: "Master Song, there are 300,000 in this card. Could you please pass it to Master Qin for me?

We are extremely grateful to her for everything that happened tonight. This is a small token of our appreciation, please make sure that she accepts it."

Song Banxian took the card: "I will ask if she accepts."

He hastened to leave the Liu family’s house to catch up with Qin Ruan and the others.

Downstairs.

It was the start of the night, and all was quiet.

In this peaceful night, a gentle breeze blew Qin Ruan’s strands of hair.

Huo Chuan parked the car where Qin Ruan and Lin Hao were standing.

Lin Hao silently went up and opened the back door of the car.

Just as Qin Ruan got in the car, Song Banxian came downstairs.

"Master Qin! Wait!"

Qin Ruan sat in the car, her head protruding from the window, smiling while watching the somewhat panting Song Banxian.

"We were waiting for you. Take your time walking. We won’t run off."

Song Banxian walked to the front of the car. Instead of getting in, he presented the card Liu Boyang had given him to Qin Ruan.

"This is from Liu Boyang. It contains three hundred thousand. He said it’s to thank you for saving their son tonight."

Qin Ruan glanced down, looking at the card in Song Banxian’s hand that shone under the dim yellow streetlight.

Her voice was indifferent,"Give it back to him. I don’t need it."

"This isn’t right. Our profession never leaves empty-handed. It’s quite a sum."

Song Banxian stuffed the card into Qin Ruan’s bosom, walked to the co-driver’s door, and stepped into the car.

Sitting in the back seat, Qin Ruan picked up the card that Song Banxian had thrown into her lap.

"Alright then."

It wasn’t that she was dissatisfied with the sum, but tonight’s dealings with the Liu Family were mutually beneficial.

This was the first time she had heard of the Heavenly Master not leaving empty-handed.

She would have to remember this for future reference.

Qin Ruan stared at the card in her hand, contemplating how to deal with the sum.

After some thought, she decided to deposit it into a bonus card she had opened especially for dealing with evil spirits.

...

Tongsha Sky Bridge.

An elegant, luxurious car parked on the spot managed by Song Banxian and Qin Ruan.

The co-driver’s door of the luxury car was pushed open from inside.

Song Banxian hopped out of the car and walked to the back seat.

The car window slowly receded, revealing Qin Ruan’s slightly tired face.

"Friend Qin, I’ll take care of the stall for today. When you come back, let me handle it for you."

Qin Ruan lounged in the car, lazily leaning back in her seat.

Overcome with sleepiness, she yawned, her eyes tearing up.

Qin Ruan squinted, thanking Song Banxian who was standing outside the car, "I appreciate it."

Song Banxian stepped back, "No need to be polite. Take it slow on the road."

"Okay. You should head back too."

"My son will pick me up later. Don’t worry about it."

Qin Ruan waved at him, "Then we will be taking our leave. Contact via phone if there is anything."

Song Banxian watched the car carrying Qin Ruan gradually disappear, then went back to the stall.

The stall was still the same as when he had left, with no signs of mess or damage.

The stall owners around him greeted Song Banxian politely when they saw him return.

Song Banxian responded with a warm smile.

Having set up his stall at Tongsha Sky Bridge for many years, the surrounding merchants respected him and would help look after his stall even when he was absent.

As Song Banxian tidied up his stall and chatted with the merchants, the atmosphere was harmonious.

...

The Huo Family residence.

It was already midnight when Qin Ruan returned to the Huo’s house.

She walked into the small building with heavy steps. A dim night light was still on in the living room.

The room was empty, the master had already retired for the night at this hour.

Qin Ruan took off her coat and carelessly threw it on the sofa. She turned to Huo Chuan and Lin Hao, who were trailing behind her, "You guys go rest."

Huo Chuan asked, "Madam, do you need any late-night snacks?"

"No, I’m tired. I’m going upstairs to rest."

"Alright."

Qin Ruan walked toward the upstairs, while Huo Chuan and Lin Hao made their way to the break room on the first floor.

Upstairs, in the bedroom.

Slowly pushing open the door, Qin Ruan noticed the floor lamp was still on, casting a warm, soft hue around the room.

Huo Yunjiao was resting comfortably on the bed, his handsome, tantalizing face meeting Qin Ruan’s gaze.

Catching sight of that handsome, elegant, almost enchanting countenance, Qin Ruan paused momentarily.

Curse her for still being unable to resist that face, despite being used to it after months of being in close proximity.

Qin Ruan lowered her gaze, walked into the room, and gently closed the door.

She went to the side of the bed, undressed herself, put on the provided nightgown, and slipped under the covers.

She was too tired, so tired that she didn’t even feel like washing up.

As soon she closed her eyes intending to dive into a dream with the Duke of Zhou, she was pulled into a warm embrace filled with a woodsy fragrance.

"Girl, you’re back."

Huo Yunjiao’s low and sexy voice echoed to Qin Ruan’s ear.

Thinking she had awoken him, Qin Ruan prepared to speak. But she heard his stable breathing sound before she could utter a word.

She was nestled in his warm embrace and waited for a while but noticing no further movement from him, she realized he wasn’t fully awake.

Qin Ruan sighed with relief, her body gradually relaxed.

Being held fully in his embrace, this intimate action made her feel a bit uncomfortable.

She wanted to break free from Huo Yunjiao’s hold, but the arm around her waist did not loosen.

After hesitating for a moment, she gave up struggling and leaned back into Huo Yunjiao’s embrace, slowly closing her eyes.

They rested on bed together, just like the inseparable lovers in the throes of burning passion.

The next day.

When Qin Ruan woke up, she was the only one left on the bed.

She turned over and lay on her stomach in the bed without concern for her image. She turned her gaze towards the window.

It was raining outside, with countless drops of water dotting the floor-to-ceiling glass.

The sky was gloomy, and the rain wasn’t heavy. This weather was perfect for sleeping.

Qin Ruan, who had just awoken, frowned, feeling somewhat empty.

She felt a little irritated, as if something was about to happen.

This feeling had been bothering her since last night, leaving her restless.

"Knock, knock—"

The door was knocked.

Qin Ruan continued to lie on her stomach in bed, her gaze lazily fixed on the rain outside the window.

"Now that you’re awake, why are you still lazing in bed?"

A pleasing baritone voice, tinged with laughter, echoed in the room.