Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 452: Third Master is Jealous: Does Ruanruan Like This Kind of Man?

Chapter 452: Chapter 452: Third Master is Jealous: Does Ruanruan Like This Kind of Man?

Qin Ruan turned her head, and leaning on the door was Huo Yunjiao, looking at her with an amused expression in his eyes.

He was dressed in comfortable home clothes, holding a folder in his hand, exuding an aura of refined nobility.

Qin Ruan’s eyes quivered slightly as she lazily responded, "I don’t feel like moving."

Huo Yunjiao walked into the room, casually placed the folder on the table, and approached her bedside.

He sat on the edge of the bed, touched Qin Ruan’s forehead and said, "Your temperature is normal. Why are you being lazy today? Were you too tired yesterday?"

"No, I just don’t feel like moving."

Qin Ruan slowly closed her eyes as a faint scent of sandalwood filled her nostrils.

The familiar smell comforted her.

With slender fingers touching Qin Ruan’s face, Huo Yunjiao gently stroked her smooth cheeks, and softly suggested, "It’s already nine o’clock. Shall we get up and eat something?"

His voice was full of indulgence and deep warmth, extremely pleasant to the ears, causing Qin Ruan’s ears to flutter slightly.

His voice was just too suggestive.

His gentleness and indulgence were like a captivating night breeze, causing her already disturbed mind to become even more agitated.

Opening her eyes, she saw the utterly desirable Huo Yunjiao.

Seeing Qin Ruan open her beautiful eyes, Huo Yunjiao chuckled lightly, "Get up and eat something first, and you can sleep afterwards, okay?"

His eyebrows twitching slightly, his eyes sparkling, and the smile on his handsome face was both lively and seductive, calming Qin Ruan’s restless emotions once more.

Every little smile from the man in front of her seemed designed to tantalize her heart.

Suddenly, Qin Ruan stretched out her arms towards Huo Yunjiao.

This request for an embrace made Huo Yunjiao freeze momentarily, the surprised look on his face fleeting.

Huo Yunjiao bent forward and picked up Qin Ruan, who was sprawled on the bed, holding her entirely in his arms.

He carried her towards the bathroom, all the while commenting with mocking humor, "I never realized before how lazy you can be."

Qin Ruan raised her arm weakly to embrace his neck, and retorted, "There’s a proverb that says, ’the lazy will be blessed.’"

Huo Yunjiao merely scoffed at this, "What nonsense."

Qin Ruan lifted her eyes to gaze into the face of the man holding her. His thick, long lashes cast a fan-shaped shadow on his eyes.

Despite Huo Yunjiao’s gentleness and nobility, Qin Ruan inexplicably sensed a dangerous aura radiating from him.

No, something’s wrong!

Qin Ruan twitched her nose, sniffing lightly.

There’s usually a faint sandalwood scent wafting from Huo Yunjiao’s body. But from this close range, she smelled a hint of blood on him.

Suddenly alert, a look of surprise flashed across Qin Ruan’s delicate face.

She opened her mouth to ask, "What were you doing before, Huo Yunjiao?"

"Handling some matters."

Holding Qin Ruan, Huo Yunjiao walked into the bathroom and placed her on the anti-slip mat on the floor. He picked up a pair of slippers from the door and placed them under Qin Ruan’s feet.

"Put on the slippers and brush your teeth first. I’ll go fill the bathtub."

Qin Ruan watched as the man turned his back to her, a hint of confusion flashing through her eyes.

What kind of matters would leave him reeking faintly of blood?

Recalling Huo Yirong and Huo Zhi had been away for a few days, Qin Ruan asked, "When will Yirong and Huo Zhi be back, Huo Yunjiao?"

Huo Yunjiao replied without turning his head, "They won’t be back anytime soon."

His tone was indifferent, devoid of any emotion.

From his voice, Qin Ruan detected a chill.

She pressed her lips together, swallowing the questions she had wanted to ask, and turned to clean herself up.

By the time she finished brushing her teeth and turned around, Huo Yunjiao was no longer in the bathroom.

Qin Ruan hurriedly finished her morning routine and left the bathroom.

Although Huo Yunjiao was as gentle towards her as always that morning, she could still vaguely sense that his mood was amiss.

It was a belated realization, perhaps because she herself was feeling restless as well.

Could it have something to do with the unease she had been feeling since last night?

As Qin Ruan stepped out of the bathroom, there was no sign of Huo Yunjiao in the bedroom.

She changed her clothes, left the room, and went downstairs.

Downstairs.

Qin Ruan quickly glanced around, but did not find any trace of the third master.

She walked into the open sunroom and found Lin Hao.

He sat on a high stool in the sunroom, his face thoughtful as he gazed out at the gentle rain through the glass window.

Qin Ruan approached him: "Didn’t the third master come downstairs?"

Her voice startled Lin Hao, who stood up and spoke to Qin Ruan with detachment, "The third master just came down and went to the study with Huo Chuan."

"Did he say what it’s about?"

Lin Hao shook his head: "Not sure."

Qin Ruan sensed that he was acting strangely, and his attitude to her was noticeably distant.

Her eyebrows slightly knitted: "What’s wrong with you today?"

Lin Hao’s eyes flickered, then he hooked up a carefree, unconstrained smile.

"I’m just self-reflecting."

Qin Ruan caught onto something and chuckled lightly, "Reflect on what?"

Lin Hao jokingly said, "I’m reflecting on the need to be aware of my place, to always keep my distance from the Madam, and never cross the line."

"Ha!" Qin Ruan scoffed softly, "You’re worrying over nothing. The phrase ’crossing the line’ has nothing to do with you."

She spoke dominantly and confidently.

Lin Hao blinked, "You trust me that much?"

"It’s not about trust." Qin Ruan squinted slightly, and a powerful aura emanated from her, "You pose no potential danger to me. In my eyes, your life is as fragile as an ant’s."

Ordinary people were insignificant to her, like ants under her feet.

Under non-necessary circumstances, she wouldn’t hurt ordinary people, but that didn’t mean these people could harm her.

Lin Hao’s worries were too unfounded.

She never regarded Lin Hao as a potential danger; to her, he was dispensable.

She was only repaying an old favor from her past life in this life, in order to resolve this karma.

Lin Hao gave a wry smile but didn’t argue.

He laughed and shook his head, "Madam, that’s a bit discouraging."

Qin Ruan raised her eyebrows slightly, her expression indifferent, and calmly said, "I’m just stating the facts; you don’t need to overthink. You also don’t need to be too reserved with me, just be yourself. I prefer the wild and unrestricted Lin Hao from West City. Why constrain yourself? Enjoying life is the beauty of the mortal world."

"Madam, what are you saying?"

The third master’s deep voice sounded from behind.

Qin Ruan turned around, and the arm behind her encircled her waist, pulling her against the man’s chest.

With a solemn expression on his face, Lin Hao bent his head slightly towards Huo Yunjiao, "Third Master."

Huo Yunjiao ignored him, his deep eyes focused intently on the woman in his arms.

Qin Ruan turned her head, her beautiful eyes looking at the handsome man in her sight, "Third Master, why are you here?"

Huo Yunjiao curled his lips into a charming smile, but his eyes remained cold.

His voice was slow, "I was worried you wouldn’t eat properly, so I came down to supervise you."

Having followed him downstairs was also Huo Chuan, who signaled Lin Hao with his eyes.

The latter, keen to pick up on the hint, quickly stepped out of the sunroom.

Huo Yunjiao held Qin Ruan by the waist, their bodies pressed against each other.

An invisible sense of intimacy pervaded the sunroom.

Qin Ruan couldn’t figure out what was troubling him; his mood seemed even more off than when they were in the upstairs bedroom earlier.

She calmly remarked, "I just came downstairs and haven’t had a chance to eat."

Huo Yunjiao slightly pursed his lips: "I seemed to hear my wife say she likes the wild Lin Hao from West City? So when Ruanruan was younger, she had a soft spot for such a type of men?"

"..." Qin Ruan widened her eyes, looking unbelievably at the man before her.

Did she hear it wrong?

Or was she still in a dream, not fully awake?

No matter how she interpreted the third master’s words, they were heavy with jealousy.

Qin Ruan’s silence was taken as conceding by Huo Yunjiao.

His deep peach blossom eyes were absolutely focused on Qin Ruan’s expression, not missing a single detail.