Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 600: The Ziwei Star, the Chief of Lucky Stars, is Destined to Fall

Chapter 600: Chapter 600: The Ziwei Star, the Chief of Lucky Stars, is Destined to Fall

Huo Yunjiao was flipping through the documents in his hands.

He studied particularly carefully the ones with red circles marked on them.

After a while, his sharp gaze fell on Huo Qiang.

He tapped the red-circled list with his fingertips and gave his orders in a calm voice, "The Madam is unwell, do not make the scene too bloody. Negotiate with these people. If they want to be freed sooner, they have to cooperate with the Madam."

Huo Qiang bowed his head, "It’s already been communicated, three people are willing to cooperate."

The sharpness in Huo Yunjiao’s eyes slightly receeded, "Once the matter is over, they can be sent away. The Madam is still young with a turbulent temperament, let her adapt slowly."

"Yes!"

Huo Qiang raised his eyes and cautiously asked, "Master, when do you think we should start?"

Previously at the Huo House, his master had called him upstairs to arrange for the Madam to smoothly take over the Punishment Hall.

Huo Yunjiao pondered for a moment, "In a couple of days, let her adapt here first."

Huo Qiang nodded, "Alright, I will find the appropriate opportunity to bring it up."

"Don’t let the Madam know about it. Not now, not in the future."

"Yes, Master."

"You can go."

Huo Qiang took a few steps back and then left the study.

Now only Huo Yunjiao was left in the spacious study.

"Cough, cough..."

A weak cough echoed in the silent room.

The taste of blood spread across his mouth, Huo Yunjiao skillfully picked up a handkerchief from the table and wiped the corner of his lips.

A bright red stain appeared on the handkerchief.

This red reflection met Huo Yunjiao’s eyes, his brow slightly furrowed, and his deep eyes were calm as water, this sight already a common occurrence.

He tossed the handkerchief in his hand to the side of the table, and continued reviewing the files Huo Qiang had brought about the people imprisoned in the Punishment Hall.

The fate of some people on the list will soon become experimental subjects for Qin Ruan’s practice.

...

Late at night.

A high-rise residence in the Capital City.

A middle-aged man, dressed in a Taoist robe and wearing a Ten-directions shoe, stood on the balcony looking up at the starry sky.

Ling Xuzi narrowed his eyes searching for something next to the Ziwei Star hanging high in the sky.

A month ago, a dim, almost extinct starfield was next to the Ziwei Star, indicating the destiny of the Nangong Family.

In recent years, the starfield representing the Nangong Family has been revolving around the Ziwei Star.

Everytime the Nangong Family crossed their boundaries, it consumed the brightness of the starfield, making it murky and gloomy.

The Nangong Family was constantly exhausting its energy, its extinction was inevitable.

However now, the starfield belonging to the Nangong Family had completely vanished.

A new star had taken its place.

Ling Xuzi looked down, made a quick calculation with his fingers, and his expression turned complicated.

Before Nangong Yunlong’s death, he had told him that the Nangong Family might have a chance to rise again in a hundred years.

Looking at the current situation, there was not a glimmer of hope left.

Excessive pursuit of fame and profit, stepping on the skeletons of countless innocent people to ascend, will only self-destruct in the end.

Ling Xuzi raised his head again, looking at the new starfield appearing alongside the Ziwei Star.

This represented the upcoming aristocratic family that would soon officially join the cabinet, the Fu Family.

Their starfield was very bright, enough to be on par with the brightness of the Ziwei Star.

The Imperial Star, or the Ziwei Star, that had been surrounded by numerous stars lately, had become somewhat dim.

The Imperial Star descended on the Huo Family, it had the fate of the coming of Ziwei, the person referred to here was the Third Young Master of the Huo Family.

If he was born in a family, he would be the head of the family, if he was born in a country, he would be the ruler of the country.

However, unfortunately, with his weak physical condition, the Imperial Star would fade as his life declined, gradually being overshadowed by the dazzling stars around him.

Ling Xuzi put his hands behind his back and let out a deep sigh.

Having observed the Imperial Star for over twenty years, this leading auspicious star was destined to fall.

It was all just a matter of time.

Ling Xuzi knew that the Third Wife of the Huo Family had extraordinary skills and some connections with the Netherworld.

Alas, the Ziwei Star refuses to return to the Netherworld and the Imperial Star is about to fall, no one can stop it.

Ling Xuzi’s countenance is solemn, and his well-maintained face reflects boundless sorrow.

...

The Su Family.

Main mansion hall.

Over a dozen bodyguards dressed in black stand in the hall, while servants busily tread lightly.

One of the servants comes from the dining room.

Her eyes are uneasy as she watches Bei Jinzhou, pacing back and forth across the spacious hall with a worried expression.

"Mr. Bei, the kitchen has prepared some porridge. Shall we send it to the young lady?"

Bei Jinzhou halts his frantic footsteps. His somber eyes fix on the servant, taking in the terror on her face.

He takes a deep breath and says solemnly, "I’ll go upstairs and ask."

After arranging the affairs of Nangong Chang and the child during the day, Su Jingshu has locked herself in her bedroom.

She didn’t step out of the bedroom all afternoon and night.

Bei Jinzhou went upstairs once before.

He brought over the incubator in which the child had been lying for several months from the medical monitoring room.

Su Jingshu had personally asked him to retrieve it.

Humorously, Bei Jinzhou expressed understanding.

He trods heavily upstairs, standing in front of the bedroom door of Su Jingshu, raising his hand to knock.

But he hears a faint noise from inside the room – the sound of weeping.

The sound is very low, so low that Bei Jinzhou can feel Su Jingshu’s sorrow.

The door isn’t shut tight, the weeping seeping through the crack.

Bei Jinzhou slowly lowers his hand, he leans against the wall in exhaustion, a mix of emotions crossing his haggard face.

He’s been at Su Jingshu’s side for a while but never once saw her weep.

Neither has he seen her licking her wounds alone like today.

She has always been the graceful and gentle Miss Su.

Even though she’s a ruthless woman behind closed doors, no one can deny her identity as the Capital City’s top socialite.

After the cancellation of the marriage alliance with the Huo Family, Su Jingshu remains the ideal wife choice in the eyes of many men, embodying elegance and grace.

Su Jingshu isn’t just a socialite, she’s also the absolute authority in the Su Family, holding the entire family in her hands.

Countless people wanted to rise in status by leveraging her authority.

If the Third Master Huo is the head of the respected family, the man coveted by socialites in the capital.

Then Su Jingshu is the new darling of Capital City, the object of pursuit for men from aristocratic families.

Yet, who could know that this woman has fallen into ruin and despair in just a few short days.

A decade of the chase was nothing but a ridiculous mistake.

What’s more heartbreaking is that today she lost her only child.

The word "only" - how precious it is.

Su Jingshu can never have a child in her life again.

The moment she exhausted all efforts to save the child, Nangong Chang’s child, she lost all chances of becoming a mother again.

Bei Jinzhou lifts his hand to cover his eyes, silently listening to the sobbing from inside the room, his emotions are complex and indescribable.

Inside the room.

Within the dim light, Su Jingshu kneels on the floor.

She gently strokes the cold incubator, her figure so fragile that it can’t withstand a blow.

Having suddenly lost everything, she can’t come to terms with it. Despair, sorrow, nobody can save her now.

A decade-long goal was obliterated overnight.

At least having a child brought her some comfort.

Now that she has lost the child too, her future is pitch black.

There are no tears left in Su Jingshu’s eyes, they’re all dried up. The heartache makes her heart weep blood.

All she asks for is to let her heartache out tonight.

When dawn comes, she is still the superior Miss Su of the Su family.