Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 517: If it’s not yours, don’t covet it!

Chapter 517: Chapter 517: If it’s not yours, don’t covet it!

Under everyone’s gaze, Qin Ruan slowly walked into the banquet hall.

She was wearing the luxurious, noble, and elegant high-end dress that Grandpa had prepared for her.

The dress was embellished with exquisite tassels, which swayed with Qin Ruan’s movements, appearing charming and dazzling.

At that moment, she looked resplendent, elegant, grand, and dignified.

She exuded a beauty similar to the glow of the early sun on accumulated snow. The dress was beautiful, but the person wearing it was even more radiant.

Just like Grandpa said, she was the most dazzling presence in the whole room.

Qin Ruan did not come alone. Accompanying her were Lin Hao in his formal suit and Qin Mei in his well-pressed suit.

Qin Mei had come along out of boredom.

His presence was particularly eye-catching because he was holding a snow-white cat in his arms.

All three of them were stunningly attractive and exceptionally remarkable.

The sunlike handsome man held an adorable pet, attracting frequent glances from the crowd.

The other’s tall figure was enveloped in an ominous aura, making him seem particularly intimidating.

Upon seeing Qin Ruan emerge, brothers Lu Han and Lu Yichen simultaneously walked towards the entrance from different directions.

"Madam Huo."

"Junior sister!"

Addressed differently by the Lu brothers, their words clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

Qin Ruan extended a gentle smile towards the two men standing in front of her.

She turned around to take an exquisite gift box from Lin Hao, which had also been prepared by Grandpa.

Qin Ruan presented the gift to Lu Han.

Her cool voice sincerely wished him, "Congratulations."

Lu Han accepted the gift box with both hands, "You’re too kind."

Under everyone’s gaze, he extended his hand, "Madam Huo, please come in."

Qin Ruan smiled and nodded, taking unhurried and graceful steps, slowly walking into the center of the banquet.

Qin Mei followed, holding his cat and stepping with some discomfort.

The cat, Xueqiu, in his arms was very obedient, laying flat and not giving a glance to the patriarchs and leaders present from various circles.

In Xueqiu’s eyes, these humans were less important than its sleep.

On the far left sofa in the center of the banquet sat a line of young men and women.

There were familiar faces such as Long Xinzhao, Ling Xiaoxuan, Gu Qingqing, and others.

Looking at Qin Ruan’s entrance, someone spoke in undisguised ridicule: "Even without Grandpa accompanying her, she’s creating such a spectacle. No matter how beautifully dressed she is, it couldn’t mask her tasteless aura from being born in a slum."

The voice came from a girl with average looks.

Upon hearing her, Long Xinzhao and Ling Xiaoxuan turned to look at her.

A strong dissatisfaction was apparent in their brows and eyes.

Ling Xiaoxuan smirked mockingly: "If you have the guts, you should say what you just said to Madam Huo face to face."

Knowing that Ling Xiaoxuan was from an aristocratic family, the girl did not respond.

Another young girl standing next to her frowned: "She’s just an illegitimate daughter. Little Lan is right. She got married to Grandpa Huo by using unscrupulous means."

This girl was quite beautiful.

If Qin Ruan hadn’t made such a high-profile appearance, this girl could also have been considered one of the standout women at the banquet.

Her youthful and beautiful face made her look innocent and pleasant, making her even more attractive than the glamorous Ling Xiaoxuan.

She was from the Xiao family, one of the six major aristocratic families, and her name was Xiao Wentian.

Her sister was Xiao Wenrou, who was married to the Nangong Family.

Xiao Wenrou had once personally tried to play matchmaker between her younger sister and Grandpa Huo.

Ling Xiaoxuan was resting on the sofa with both hands languidly draped over the backrest, displaying a sarcastic expression as she looked at Xiao Wentian.

"Regardless of my relationship with her, with that unsightly face, seething just because someone else is prettier than her, it’s unbearable. I can’t help but ridicule her," she mocked.

Feeling emboldened with Xiao Wentian supporting her, Little Lan shot back: "You’re spouting nonsense. Who said anything about whether she is pretty or not? I mentioned her identity, her origin from the slums is nauseating!"

Ling Xiaoxuan’s eyes turned icy, her sharp gaze focused on Little Lan: "But Grandpa Huo doesn’t find her distasteful. In fact, he dotes on her."

Little Lan spoke haphazardly, flustered and exasperated: "You’re spouting nonsense, it’s only because she was pregnant before marriage that she could enter the Huo’s household. The Huo family let her in for the child’s sake!"

Xiao Wentian chimed in: " Little Lan’s words may sound unpleasant, but these all are facts that everyone knows. You can’t just push everyone around."

Ling Xiaoxuan touched her chin, her eyes scanning Xiao Wentian and Little Lan.

She laughed: "Why are you so agitated?"

Little Lan glared at Ling Xiaoxuan: "It was you who said it first!"

Xiao Wentian’s face also did not look too good: "Grandpa Huo would never look at a woman who was born in a slum, not to mention she’s an illegitimate daughter!"

Ling Xiaoxuan blinked, gazing at Xiao Wentian, whose face had turned a shade redder with anger.

She shook her head slowly, "Now everyone can see your intentions clear as day."

Xiao Wentian turned to look at those around her. Everyone was staring at her in silence.

She glared at Ling Xiaoxuan, her face on the verge of tears.

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

Ling Xiaoxuan laughed mockingly: "Whether I’m spouting nonsense or not, you know it well, Xiao Wentian. Don’t blame me for not warning you: if it’s not meant for you, don’t covet it."

"Wu Wu Wu..."

Xiao Wentian couldn’t speak against her. Her eyes turned red and tears streamed down her face.

Such a delicate and spoiled child, raised in the lap of luxury by the Xiao family.

All her thoughts and feelings were written all over her face. Unlike the others from the various aristocratic families, she didn’t hide her intentions behind a smile.

Seeing Xiao Wentian burst into tears, Ling Xiaoxuan sullenly turned away. To her, this was no fun.

This girl cried too much.

If the sister she always controlled, Xiao Wenrou, saw this, she wouldn’t get off lightly.

Everyone knows how peaceful and serene Xiao Wenrou appears, but when her sister is bullied, she turns into a female warrior instantly.

Ling Xiaoxuan stood up, silently leaving this source of conflict.

Soon after, Xiao Wenrou hurried over after hearing the commotion.

She embraced her other sister, Xiao Wentian, who sat on the couch, covering her face and sobbing.

"Wentian, what happened?"

"Woo-woo..."

Xiao Wentian didn’t speak, and simply cried harder.

"Wentian, who bullied you, tell your sister."

"My sister! Ling Xiaoxuan bullied me, I only said a few words about the woman that the Third Master married, but she bullied me!"

Xiao Wenrou cradled her sister in her arms, and said: "Hush, don’t cry, our Wentian is a lady, we should not stoop to her level."

Xiao Wentian lifted her teary eyes, and asked very seriously: "Why did the Third Master marry that woman?"

The people around them perked up at this question, their ears straining to hear better.

They all knew that Xiao Wenrou had long held feelings for Master Huo.

Alas, she was the damsel who dreamt, and he was the prince who was heartless.

Yet, unexpectedly, even Xiao Wenrou’s sister had developed feelings for Master Huo.

Long Xinzhao and Gu Qingqing exchanged a glance, an unidentifiable emotion faintly sparkling in their eyes.

This pair of sisters from the Xiao family was truly surprising.

Xiao Wenrou was also stunned by her sister’s question.

She glanced at the gossip-craving faces around her, she gave a soft smile and said, "She got pregnant, so the Third Master had no choice but to marry her."

"Then I can too!"

"..." Xiao Wenrou pulled at the corner of her mouth.

She wondered if the family had been too good to Wentian, perhaps she wasn’t cut out to interact with people, given her upbringing.

It was absolutely inappropriate to say such a thing in public.

Xiao Wenrou sighed softly and stood up with her sister to leave the area.

She pulled her aside into a corner and gently stroked Xiao Wentian’s hair.

After wiping the tears from her eyes, Xiao Wenrou softly asked her sister: "Do you know what ’the other woman’ means?"

Xiao Wentian pouted her lips, nodding: "I do."

"Don’t say what you just did ever again. Don’t talk bad about Master Huo’s wife either. Master Huo is very cunning and calculating, he is not suitable for you."

"But I like him."

Xiao Wentian replied, her eyes innocent and pure.

"That woman is underprivileged, using her pregnancy to get in the Huo Family, that’s a fact."

Xiao Wenrou lightly touched her sister’s head: "But Master Huo liking her is also a fact."

"But I want to marry Master Huo."

Xiao Wentian was persistent.

Xiao Wenrou: "Wentian, I really can’t get it, what do you see in him?"

"... he is handsome!"

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Wentian gave a rather amusing answer.

Xiao Wenrou grinded her teeth: "There are plenty of handsome men, your sister will find you someone even more handsome!"

Xiao Wentian blinked her clear eyes, a look of expectation on her face.

She asked tentatively: "Even more handsome than Master Huo?"

Xiao Wenrou pondered in her heart, she had never encountered a man more handsome than Master Huo.

Among the young men of the major Aristocratic families in the Capital City, she could not pick out a man who could rival Master Huo.

But looking at her sister’s expectant expression, Xiao Wenrou bit the bullet and nodded her head.

"More handsome than him!"

Xiao Wentian hesitated, then bashfully nodded: "Then... that would also do."

Seeing the smile on her sister’s face, Xiao Wenrou gave a sigh of relief.

Whatever is happening between Master Huo and Qin Ruan, whether it’s true love or something else, had nothing to do with her.

She just hoped not to drag her sister into this.

Xiao Wenrou held her sister’s hand, whispering in her ear: "You must be careful with your words in the future, do not talk about Master Huo in front of the people from the Long family.

Also that Ling Xiaoxuan, she and Master Huo’s wife are friends – their relationship is quite good. And then there’s the Lu Family..."

Xiao Wenrou mentioned several other powers as well as individuals who had a good relationship with Qin Ruan.

"In front of these people, you must never mention anything about Master Huo and his wife."

Xiao Wentian frowned slightly: "But everyone else is discussing it. They said the illegitimate daughter of the Qin family doesn’t deserve Master Huo, and they are waiting for her to be kicked out of the Huo Family.

By the way, didn’t you also have feelings for Master Huo before? Now that you’re married, shouldn’t I have a chance? If Qin Ruan gets divorced, I could marry into the Huo family."

Well, this girl is still thinking about Master Huo.

Xiao Wenrou responded firmly: "Absolutely not!"

"What those gossiping people say aren’t always true. Just because they’re saying it doesn’t mean you should join in. This issue involves a lot, and Master Huo takes Qin Ruan very seriously.

Qin Ruan is not an illegitimate daughter of the Qin family. She carries the direct heir of the fourth generation of the Huo Family in her belly. No matter if it’s a boy or a girl, the Huo Family won’t abandon her."

If you like handsome men, I’ll find you one who’s even more handsome than Master Huo soon. You can do whatever you want with him."

"Is that so." Xiao Wentian appeared crestfallen.

Then she continued: "Is Qin Ruan not the illegitimate daughter from Qin’s family? Those people were talking like it was the truth."

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