Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 547: Mister Huo: If I Had Known This, Why Bother in the First Place

Chapter 547: Chapter 547: Mister Huo: If I Had Known This, Why Bother in the First Place

Huo Yunjiao noticed the worry deep within Qin Ruan’s eyes.

He adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose with an elegant gesture.

"Darling, be good. You will see me in five minutes."

His voice was as gentle as ever, soothing as always.

Yet, it carried an unmistakable determination.

Qin Ruan discerns his steadfast resolve, meekly nodding her head, "If I don’t see you within five minutes, I’m coming in."

"Good girl."

Pleased by her response, Huo Yunjiao leaned down and gave Qin Ruan a kiss.

Qin Ruan pouted her lips, using her disdain to mask her unease. She then turned and headed towards the door.

She did not look back as she left.

Therefore, she did not witness the embarrassed look on Nangong Chang’s face.

Just from seeing the kiss between Huo Yunjiao and Qin Ruan, he had made a fool of himself.

This was both a humiliation to him, and a fresh provocation.

This feeling, it was addictive.

His eyes turned red with excitement, which brought a faint flush to his pale face.

After Qin Ruan left the room, Huo Yunjiao sat on the chair she had previously used.

His every movement was nothing but pure elegance.

Huo Yunjiao’s noble and elegant posture was on full display as he leaned back into the chair.

With his eyes half-lowered, he took in every bit of Nangong Chang’s embarrassment, his tone icy and aloof.

"Nangong Chang, the swift fall of the Nangong family is due to your lust for my wife."

"Hahaha..."

Nangong Chang burst out laughing, a crazed look in his eyes.

His gaze at Huo Yunjiao shook with hope while filled with awe.

"Huo, so you too can stoop so low! To destroy my Nangong family over a woman!"

Huo Yunjiao’s thin lips curved in a mocking smile: "Nangong Chang, don’t dream of shifting the blame onto the Huo family.

The Huo family allowed your Nangong family to climb higher and gave you countless opportunities. We never allowed you to do so by stepping on the bones of the Huo family.

Ruanruan is my wife; the child in her womb is mine. Any harm to them from the Nangong family is an attempt to destroy the Huo family’s foundation."

Nangong Chang sneered, speaking contemptuously: "We did nothing! Other families will not stand by if the Huo family decides to act against us!"

Huo Yunjiao gave a soft huff of laughter, his gaze chilling.

His cold eyes on Nangong Chang were filled with undisguised contempt: "You think the Huo family would allow the Nangong family to hurt us?"

"You might not know, but the Huo family has initiated a Class A operation; a majority of the Nangong family’s assets have already been transferred to the Xiao family.

But without the nod from other families and the aristocratic clans, do you think this operation could take place?"

"No! Impossible!" The pupils in Nangong Chang’s eyes widen abruptly, the expression on his face going blank.

Looking at Huo Yunjiao’s faintly smiling eyes, he felt a chill down his spine.

He was well aware of what a Class A operation from the Huo family represented.

It meant the utter annihilation of his Nangong family!

Like a natural-born king, Huo Yunjiao regarded Nangong Chang’s downfall with a dismissive air.

His aura of nobility and elegance remained unblemished, demonstrating his unassailable dominance.

With a soft movement of his lips, Huo Yunjiao said, "I won’t allow you to appear in my sight anymore. Your existence disgusts me. Cherish the little time you have left. Whether you choose to repent or harbor resentment, it’s all a consequence of your own actions."

"No! Huo, you can’t do this!"

Ignoring the pain in his arms, Nangong Chang lunged towards Huo Yunjiao.

However, his current state was no match for Huo Yunjiao.

His body gave way mid-lunge, and he collapsed weakly beside the bed.

Huo Yunjiao stood up, dusted off nonexistent dust from his sleeves.

He looked down disdainfully at Nangong Chang’s pitiful state.

"If only you knew this would be so, why bother in the first place."

After saying this, he turned and left.

"Huo the Third, you will not meet a good end!"

A harsh curse echoed behind Nangong Chang.

The Third Master, who knew he had less than ten years to live, responded with a light laugh.

He simply didn’t care about the other’s curse.

It meant nothing to him.

Huo Yunjiao did not stop, but continued onward.

As he approached the door, Nangong Chang, who was paralyzed in bed, spat out, "Huo the Third, if you care so much about that woman, I swear even as a ghost I will sleep with your woman!

Just wait and see, sooner or later, I will make her mine, by any means necessary!"

Standing at the door with his hand outstretched, Huo Yunjiao clearly heard the nonsense from Nangong Chang behind him.

The calmness in his eyes faded, his handsome face showing a frosty coldness.

Huo Yunjiao’s Adam’s apple slid uncontrollably and he lightly exhaled.

Some people truly can’t wait to die, rushing to meet their end.

Huo Yunjiao didn’t withdraw his hand, getting closer to the door.

With a click.

He locked the door of the room from the inside.

Huo Yunjiao turned around, adjusting the glasses on his nose.

He raised his downward gaze slightly, his sharp eyes shot at Nangong Chang like a blade, his thin, sharp lips tightened in displeasure.

Stepping out elegantly and calmly.

Step by step, approaching Nangong Chang, who was disheveled and paralyzed by the bed.

Huo Yunjiao calmly said, "Nangong Chang, I haven’t been angry for many years."

Nangong Chang’s eyes were filled with hostility, as if he wished to perish together with him.

He laughed wildly and arrogantly, "Making you angry, what an honor for me!"

A soft laugh from the Third Master resonated in the room.

As if he’d heard something amusing, the corners of his lips curled into a smile, "All these years I’ve restrained myself, never intending to kill anyone, you are the first one in a long time to provoke me, indeed you should feel honored."

Huo Yunjiao walked to the side of the bed, took off his jacket, and rolled his shirt sleeves up to his forearms.

Every movement he made so graceful, it was pleasing to the eye.

Nangong Chang, holding himself up on the edge of the bed, looked up at the man standing next to him. Suddenly, he plucked up his courage and lunged at Huo Yunjiao.

Just as his head made contact with the fine material of Huo Yunjiao’s trousers, his hair was harshly yanked upwards.

Huo Yunjiao held Nangong Chang’s hair, lifting his upper body off the ground.

Nangong Chang wanted to provoke Huo Yunjiao, but upon seeing his icy gaze that was radiating a cold light, he couldn’t utter a word.

The raging wrath in Third Master’s eyes was like a violent storm, directed at Nangong Chang.

His presence was as chilling as a blade, rendering Nangong Chang incapable of uttering a sound.

The next second, he felt his body lifted into the air.

"Bang!"

His body crashed into the specially made wall.

Nangong Chang didn’t even have a chance to cry out in pain, he opened his mouth and vomited.

"Spurt!"

Bright red blood spewed from his mouth.

In the silent room, clear footsteps were heard alongside the sounds of him vomiting blood.

These footsteps seemed like they were stepping on Nangong Chang’s heart.

Making his heartstrings tingle and his body ache to the bone.

In his view, there was a pair of custom-made, luxury leather shoes.

Nangong Chang dragged his injured arm, slowly moving his body towards the corner.

He looked scared.

Upon Huo Yunjiao’s first strike, his methods were so brutal it instinctively drove Nangong Chang to avoid him.

With Nangong Chang’s movement, aches started to set in all his internal organs.

His insides sustained damage.