Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 578 The look of despair on your face, looks beautiful

Chapter 578: Chapter 578 The look of despair on your face, looks beautiful

Huo Yirong’s slender, fair fingers tap on the tablet.

On the left wall, a large screen lights up.

It reveals a private medical monitoring room, filled with various high-level monitoring equipment.

All of these devices are connected to a central incubator.

Inside the incubator lay a chubby, white child.

Through these monitoring devices, the child’s bodily data is laid out clearly on the screens of the equipment in the room.

Huo Yirong narrows his eyes, coldly glaring at the terrified, horrified-looking Su Jingshu.

"Everyone who knew you were pregnant for over three months thought the baby was your bodyguard’s. Who would have thought it was Nangong Chang’s child."

"You took the child out of your womb without causing any stir, letting everyone think you had an abortion. Nevertheless, at this gestational age, the chances of the baby surviving are comparatively high."

"In these past few months, you’ve poured considerable financial and material resources into caring for this child. Just look at him, chubby and rather cute."

Huo Yirong walks over to the high-end screen in front of him.

He reaches out to touch the child lying in the incubator. "Look, his little eyebrows and eyes are open now. Isn’t he the spitting image of Nangong Chang?"

Su Jingshu has already collapsed.

Hit with blow after blow, her previously meticulous makeup is now smeared and disarrayed.

She lifts her head to look at Huo Yirong standing by the screen and pleads, "Huo Yirong, stop pushing me!"

"How is this pushing you?"

Huo Yirong slowly walks towards her.

He slaps Su Jingshu’s face disdainfully.

"Su Jingshu, you don’t know how beautiful your face of despair looks."

The smile on Huo Yirong’s face shows genuine pleasure.

Call him capricious, or even perverted.

One cannot deny: he enjoys stomping on pretentious fools.

It’s not Su Jingshu’s betrayal that infuriates him.

Neither is it the fact that Su Jingshu cuckolded him to the point that he wants to forever demean her.

The most annoying thing about this woman is that she mistook Nangong Chang for the benefactor who saved her from drowning in the pool ten years ago.

Even for such an absurd reason, she silently invested ten years of emotions.

The fact that the Nangong Family is gaining more publicity is because they firmly believe that the Su Family will never betray them.

Over the years, the Su Family has made countless sacrifices to support the Nangong Family, both publicly and secretly!

Huo Yirong is furious; he thinks his third brother, who fell gravely ill after rescuing someone, was not worth it.

The more Su Jingshu avoids him, the more he wants to stab her in the heart.

Huo Yirong gazes down at Su Jingshu with indifferent eyes. His lips curled in a ridiculing, shallow smile as if laughing at her ignorance.

His thin lips open, and he coldly utters, "Su Jingshu, you were born stained. Over the years, with your ruthless methods, you’ve annihilated all the worthy successors of the Su Family, thus gaining your current authority within the Su Family."

You hold the reigns of the Su Family, commanding wind and rain, living much better than the other young ladies of the aristocratic families."

Yet, sadly, you are arrogant and short-sighted. All your steps, seemingly steady, are under the premise of Nangong Chang’s support making all your efforts in vain."

"Don’t say it anymore, I beg you to stop!"

Su Jingshu covers her ears, her body and spirit weakened to the breaking point.

How could she accept this?

She wanted to believe it all as a trap Huo Family set for her.

But she knew well that with the Huo Family’s power, they wouldn’t need to deceive her over such a matter.

There was no need for the Huo Family to lie to her about the downfall of the Nangong Family.

Ten years, a decade of pursuit.

The person who she thought saved her life and gave her a second chance, now tells her it was a mistake.

A decade of emotions.

Who can accept such irony?

Su Jingshu sits on the ground, covering her ears, blocking out Huo Yirong’s harsh reality.

She’s immersed in her own world, pitiful and embarrassed.

So absurd, how absurd!

The despair enveloping her incites pity in others.

However, Huo Yirong shows no mercy.

He steps in, kicking the pitiful woman onto the ground, his foot pressing hard on her face.

Su Jingshu doesn’t resist, her eyes lifeless, a posture of letting him do as he pleases.

Seeing her unresponsive demeanor, Huo Yirong suddenly finds himself bored.

He preferred the look of despair on Su Jingshu’s face just now – her expression of the sky falling and the world on the brink of collapse.

It was so real and touching, it gave him a sense of accomplishment.

Huo Yirong looks displeased and his voice drops to a murmur.

"Su Jingshu, this is your second time kneeling at my feet for Nangong Chang. I generously let you take him away, so I wish you all the happiness in the world."

"If you still want to hold a wedding before his death, don’t send an invitation to the Huo Family; I don’t want to soil myself."

After saying that, Huo Yirong, wearing meticulous leather shoes, slowly moved his foot away from Su Jingshu’s face.

Even with her makeup ruined, Su Jingshu’s beauty was not entirely hidden.

She appeared so delicate that any man would feel pity for her, wanting to hold her in their arms and comfort her.

Yet Huo Yirong savagely trampled on her, treating her as if she were a beast of burden.

Look at the shoe print on Su Jingshu’s face, so large and so red.

Su Jingshu lay on the ground, making no movements.

She just lay there, half of her face showing the humiliating mark of the shoe.

Huo Yirong couldn’t bother to look at her. To his subordinates, he waved his hand, "Throw her out, she’s in my way."

"Yes, young master——"

Su Jingshu was dragged out of the study by the Huo Family’s hidden guards.

During this, a shoe slipped off Su Jingshu’s foot.

She was dragged down the stairs like this by the hidden guards.

Bei Jinzhou, who was waiting in Huo Yirong’s reception hall, watched his young mistress being dragged away, as if she was a mere beast.

His face changed dramatically, and he rushed forward.

His subordinates followed closely behind him.

"Miss!"

Bei Jinzhou glared fiercely at the hidden guards of the Huo Family in anger.

His subordinates even drew their weapons, pointing at the hidden guards who were dragging Su Jingshu.

The hidden guards of the Huo Family were not pushovers, almost simultaneously, they also pulled out their weapons from their waists.

Both sides stood in tense opposition, and the surrounding air seemed to falter.

"Oh, Mister Bei, are you trying to start a fight in my Huo’s residence?"

A frivolous, mocking voice came from the floor above.

Huo Yirong stood on the second floor banister, holding Su Jingshu’s shoe in his hand.

When Bei Jinzhou looked up, something was flying towards him.

He raised his hand to catch it.

He looked down, and it was a shoe.

Huo Yirong’s deep, fierce voice echoed.

"I’m not dead yet. You want to make a move on my territory, are you tired of living, Bei Jinzhou!"

He gazed disdainfully at Bei Jinzhou, as if he was looking at a dead man.

Bei Jinzhou gripped the shoe tightly, his voice grave, "Young master, why has our miss turned out this way?"

Huo Yirong leaned against the banister, his voice sneering, "You should ask the fool what she did."

Bei Jinzhou was the most loyal dog of the Su Family, how could he not be angry seeing his master in such a state of humiliation.

"I hope the young master will explain."

Before he finished speaking, the hidden guard who was dragging Su Jingshu pointed a weapon at Bei Jinzhou.

Huo Yirong laughed and pointed at himself, "Do you want me to explain to you?"

"How ironic."

He gazed at Su Jingshu, who was lying there like a dead dog, "Miss Su, why not tell your dog yourself, do I owe you an explanation?"

Su Jingshu, with her head hanging down, trembled.

She slowly raised her head, her deadened eyes staring up at Huo Yirong on the second floor.

Bei Jinzhou, standing at a close distance, could see the shoe print on Su Jingshu’s face.

At that moment, he rushed forward, ignoring everything else, snatching Su Jingshu from the hidden guard’s grip.

"Miss, are you okay?"

"I... I’m fine."

Su Jingshu’s voice was hoarse, her hand gripping Bei Jinzhou’s arm, "Let’s go."

"Miss..."

"I said let’s go!"

Su Jingshu could not stay here for even a minute longer.

"Don’t forget to take Nangong Chang with you. After all, for this man, Miss Su has twice knelt at my feet and suffered my humiliation. I will eventually grant you your wish."

Huo Yirong spoke in a mocking and ridiculing tone, his laughter echoing from behind.

Su Jingshu’s body trembled continuously.

Bei Jinzhou even heard the sound of her teeth clenching hard.

He guessed that the young miss must be boiling with rage.

——The claim of a baby being removed at three months is completely fabricated with the setting as a fictitious continental territory with advanced technology, similar to the environment of the "Docile Couple".

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