Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 554: I gave you respect, but you gave me a cuckold!

Chapter 554: Chapter 554: I gave you respect, but you gave me a cuckold!

Huo Yirong’s advancing steps suddenly halted.

A force at his feet firmly held him back.

"Master, I will pay any price to save Nangong Chang!"

Su Jingshu was prostrated on the ground, her hands tightly clutching the hem of Huo Yirong’s trousers.

The tone of her humble plea had lost earlier resentment, only filled with intense fear.

She was afraid that he would not even leave a chance for Nangong Chang to live.

Huo Yirong frowned, turned back, and looked down at the woman at his feet.

There was a bloodthirsty, brutal cold gleam in his eyes as his lips slightly parted, "Su Jingshu, you disgust me in your current state."

Every word was cold and ruthless.

Su Jingshu’s face turned ghastly pale.

The hand that grabbed Huo Yirong’s trousers tightened even more but didn’t let go.

She pleaded once again, "Master, Nangong Chang cannot die, please spare his life."

With a smirking glance at Su Jingshu, Huo Yirong’s voice was as cold as a blade, "Are you willing to sacrifice your life to save Nangong Chang?"

"Yes!" Su Jingshu nodded without hesitation.

A glimmer of light emerged in her panic-filled eyes.

The change in Su Jingshu was noticed by Huo Yirong, causing him to frown.

"Huh," he scoffed coldly, "Pity that your life is worthless to me."

Huo Yirong strongly shook off Su Jingshu’s hand and stepped back.

Looking down at Su Jingshu, the disdain in his eyes was as if he was looking at an ant.

A flash of panic surged in Su Jingshu’s eyes, and she felt an indescribable fear.

Seemingly realizing something, a sudden understanding dawned on her face which was otherwise elegant but hard to conceal her distress.

She looked up at Huo Yirong, her deep-set eyes resigned to death asked, "What about the Su Family?"

"How about I exchange the Su Family for Nangong Chang’s life?"

This deal would not be a loss for the Huo Family, it could even be considered as giving them an advantage.

A strange light flashed across Huo Yirong’s face as the cold smile that always hung on his lips gradually solidified.

"Su Jingshu, have you gone mad? Exchanging the entire Su Family for Nangong Chang’s life, what’s your aim?"

He had previously thought that Su Jingshu was brainless, begging him on behalf of Nangong Family was simply ridiculous.

Now it seemed that Su Jingshu appeared to be bewitched by Nangong Chang.

Although the Su Family was not the most prominent, it was still one of the six powerful aristocratic families.

Its strong capital was incomparable to that of any nouveau riche or wealthy magnate.

To save Nangong Chang’s life, she was willing to exchange it for the entire Su Family, she simply seemed insane.

Su Jingshu was gazing intently at Huo Yirong.

Noticing the change in his facial expression reignited hope in her heart.

"Master, can we use the Su Family in exchange for Nangong Chang’s life? The Huo Family won’t suffer a loss from this deal, I just want him to stay alive!"

The light in Huo Yirong’s eyes dimmed, a sense of ominous danger surged deep within his gaze.

He walked closer to Su Jingshu, his slender hand forcefully grabbed her hair.

"Ah!"

Su Jingshu cried out in pain as her hair was pulled up forcibly.

Huo Yirong didn’t loosen his grip, on the contrary, he tightened it even more.

As if wishing to jolt Su Jingshu back to reality and rationality through such pain.

Being forced to raise her head, Su Jingshu’s eyes welled up due to the pain.

Huo Yirong stared at her, a faint smile played on his lips.

In a deep voice, he asked Su Jingshu, "Are you so fond of Nangong Chang?"

Fondness?

The moment this word was uttered, a look of bewilderment appeared in Su Jingshu’s eyes.

Over the years, she had been trailing behind Nangong Chang.

She didn’t know when, but he became her fixation, her stubborn persistence.

The Master of Nanyin Temple had once advised her, that the man was beyond her reach, a stumbling block in her life.

Qin Ruan also once told her that everything in life has its causes and effects, everything comes full circle. One can’t escape the truth of the universe. Good and evil deeds bring about corresponding consequences.

One should never force things, and the debt of good, virtuous deeds doesn’t stand the test of exhaustion, and it’s better to take care of oneself.

Something that didn’t belong to her from the start would remain so even if she tried to force it.

The Nangong Family had committed countless evils over the years, harming numerous people to get what they want.

In recent years, they began applying these methods to the Huo Family and other families as well.

Yet she still led the Su Family in supporting the Nangong Family, in defiance of all odds.

Right now, she was kneeling in front of Huo Yirong, begging for the life of a single person.

Nangong Chang had become her obsession.

Whether she liked him or not, she was no longer able to judge.

Years of following him had made her focus only on Nangong Chang.

The bewilderment in Su Jingshu’s eyes was noticed by Huo Yirong, who then grabbed her hair and pulled her up from the ground.

Su Jingshu was forced to stand in front of Huo Yirong, her bewildered countenance replaced by pain.

After she stood up, Huo Yirong didn’t let go but pulled her hair and dragged her into the bathroom in his bedroom.

"Bang!"

Su Jingshu was thrown by Huo Yirong onto the washstand.

As if he was throwing trash.

His force was immense, showing no mercy at all.

Huo Yirong strode behind Su Jingshu.

Su Jingshu, who was lying on the washstand, clutched her hair yet again.

Huo Yirong pulled her hair back forcefully.

A deep voice sounded in Su Jingshu’s ear, "Look at yourself in the mirror, is there any dignity and grace left of an aristocratic lady?"

Su Jingshu looked in the mirror, seeing a disheveled haggard, fear in her eyes, and a face twisted with pain, she barely recognized herself.

Was the woman in the mirror her?

Her face was deathly white, her carefully applied makeup smudged, showing a bizarre madness in her eyes.

Having always lived a refined life, Su Jingshu had never seen herself in such a pitiful state before.

Huo Yirong let go of her hair, walked forward, and began to wash his hands next to her.

A droplet of water splashed onto his upturned eyelashes, making them quiver slightly.

He took a deep breath and said gravely, "I have been fair to you all these years, not fooling around with other women out of respect for you.

Everyone in the Huo Family values you, but what have you done? You have placed a bright green cuckold’s cap on my head!

Out of respect for the bond between our families, I have not acted against you. Yet now, you have the audacity to beg me for mercy on behalf of Nangong Chang."

After washing his hands, Huo Yirong picked up a towel from the rack.

Wiping his hands leisurely, he glanced coldly at Su Jingshu, "Sometimes I want to break open your skull and see what’s inside."

"I don’t like you, and you don’t like me, there’s no need for us to continue forcing this relationship."

The tone of Su Jingshu was icy cold, her pride evident.

Perhaps her current miserable state shocked her, and her humility was now hidden.

Huo Yirong sneered, "Whether you like me or not, when you were wearing my mark, you made a laughingstock of me.

What doesn’t belong to me, even if it’s ruined, won’t be given to someone else! If it was any other woman, she wouldn’t have a chance to appear in front of me again.

Su Jingshu, the reason you are still alive is due to the bond between our families, as well as the friendship we had during our childhood."