Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 643: The Third Master despised by Ruanruan, too weak

Chapter 643: Chapter 643: The Third Master despised by Ruanruan, too weak

Sensing that his boss was in a bad mood, Liuliu obediently went to get the notebook and pen from the table.

He couldn’t see the Puppet without activating his Heavenly Eye.

But just because he couldn’t see it, didn’t mean he couldn’t sense it.

From the left of the table, a chill was seeping in, accompanied by a sinister aura.

What else could it be, but a Puppet?

Liuliu placed the notebook and pen on the table, then quickly returned to Wei Linchen’s side.

Qin Ruan looked at the notebook on the table with icy eyes. She gestured to Cheng Xuelan with her chin.

"Write down the names of the people you know are a problem. Someone will take care of them later, freeing them from the bindings of that wish tree you keep talking about," she ordered.

Cheng Xuelan nodded as she manipulated the pen with her Puppet Power and wrote down the names of the people she knew on the notebook.

While she was doing this, Qin Ruan picked up her phone and walked to the window of the dormitory.

She dialed a number, calling Qiao Nanyuan.

After the call was connected, Qin Ruan got straight to the point. "Uncle Qiao, I’ve run into some trouble here and need your help."

Qiao Nanyuan’s tone was steady. "Go on," he urged her.

Qin Ruan: "Do you remember that we went to Qi Mountain in Cloud City together half a year ago?"

"Remember."

"I was hoping you could make another trip there and help me bring two people back..."

Behind her, Wei Linchen was pulling Lin Hao aside, asking about his Yin Yang Eye constitution.

He was still set on the idea of taking Lin Hao to the Qingcheng Taoist Temple.

...

Champs Elysees Manor.

The warm light of dusk fell across the residential area of the estate, as warm orange sunlight filtered through the sunroom, sprinkling onto the clean floor.

Huo Qiang walked into the sunroom and moved towards a man reclining on a rosewood lounging chair, looking relaxed and lazy.

He stood behind the man, slightly bowed, showing respect. "Third Master, the Fu Family sent an invitation for you to attend their banquet tomorrow," he reported.

Huo Yunjiao, whose eyes remained closed, twitched his lengthy eyelashes at the sound of his voice.

He didn’t open his eyes. Muttering impassively, "When the madam returns, give her the invitation."

The members of the Fu family had already arrived in Capital City, and the banquet they were hosting was a bid to formally enter the circle of Capital City’s elite.

As for how many people they could draw in, that depended on their competence.

Given his current state of health, there was no way he could attend.

With the invitation in hand, Huo Qiang remained silent for a moment, then asked, "We are still not clear about the Fu family’s intentions. Should we have more people guarding Madam tomorrow?"

The slender, fair fingers resting on the arm of the chair seemed to pause for a moment.

"Ask the Madam what she thinks," Huo Yunjiao’s voice was slightly low.

After the brief exchange, Huo Qiang could tell that his master was in a bad mood.

He quietly acknowledged the order, remaining silent behind his master.

Suddenly, Huo Yunjiao asked, "Has there been any news from Huo Chuan?"

Huo Qiang replied, "Today at noon, an explosion occurred in a certain continental territory in the west. The local news has already reported that it was an accident at the base of a small local group. According to reports, there were hundreds of casualties, but no civilians were harmed."

"Are we sure no innocent people were harmed?"

"Huo Chuan reported that the casualties were all members of the local group, with no innocent bystanders involved," Huo Qiang informed him.

Huo Yunjiao grunted in acknowledgment, seeming relieved.

Huo Chuan had left with his orders. The assassination attempt against his second elder brother a few months ago had been contracted out to a small group in some Western continental territory.

A158 was a member of that local group and a key participant in the assassination.

A small local organization such as this, daring to take a contract on the life of a member of the Huo family, was courting death.

The mission assigned to Huo Chuan had reached its perfect conclusion, and he would soon return.

As if thinking of something, Huo Qiang bowed and reported, "Third Master, Miss Su Jingshu has been trying to visit you these past few days. After being turned away twice, she has again requested an appointment today."

Huo Yunjiao frowned slightly, his voice cold. "Decline."

There was nothing he had to discuss with Su Jingshu.

Huo Qiang expressed his worries, "Miss Su will also be attending the Fu Family’s banquet tomorrow. If Madam goes, they are likely to run into each other."

Huo Yunjiao opened his solemn eyes, his gaze deeply fixed on Huo Qiang.

The setting sun cast a warm light on his exquisitely handsome features, accentuating the contours with its glow.

But the cosy light didn’t add any warmth to his aloof countenance.

"Old Qiang, what are you trying to say?"

Without feeling too much pressure, Huo Qiang voiced his concerns, "Miss Su knows that you were the one who saved her in the past. I’m afraid she may harm Madam."

Huo Yunjiao cracked a faint smile, a hint of scorn evident in his dark eyes, "Your fear is unnecessary. Tomorrow is crucial for the Fu family’s entry into Capital City. Su Jingshu will not harm the Madam.

If she dares to confront Madam, I would be more than pleased. With an adversary like Su Jingshu, Madam will have the opportunity to gain more experience, enabling her to handle all kinds of powers effortlessly."

Huo Qiang asked, "So, your meaning is that Miss Su will not bully Madam?"

Huo Yunjiao’s sentimental eyes were filled with indifference, his handsome face showing no emotion.

Deep within his eyes was a sense of tranquility and composure, hinting at a thoughtfulness and control of a grand strategy.

"For now, Su Jingshu doesn’t dare. The downfall of the Nangong family will make all the powers in Capital City stand by for some time."

With the Nangong family as an example, the four major families and six Aristocratic families wouldn’t dare to harm Qin Ruan at present.

As long as Su Jingshu isn’t foolish, and doesn’t want to ruin the Su Family’s foundation in Capital City, she won’t make a move against Qin Ruan.

Huo Qiang loweres his gaze, remaining silent.

He wanted to say, Su Jingshu was like a lunatic, unpredictable and always acting on her whims, and her methods weren’t always sound.

If she doesn’t move as expected, it might spell trouble for Madam.

If the Third Master looks forward to that, as his subordinate, he has nothing to say about it.

All he could do was stay diligent, instructing those who were with Madam to stay on high alert.

Master and servant were in the sunroom, bathed in the warm sunlight.

In the courtyard, several cars were slowly approaching.

Huo Qiang saw the vehicles approaching from afar and said, "Madam has returned."

A hint of a smile curved at the corner of Huo Yunjiao’s mouth, his usually cold and handsome face softened.

He rose, adjusting his clothes, then turned and walked towards the door.

Without turning back, Huo Yunjiao instructed, "Tell the kitchen to serve the medicinal diet soup to Madam, and have someone send Madam’s dress for the Fu family banquet tomorrow to her bedroom upstairs."

Huo Qiang replied, "Yes, Third Master."

He was still holding the invitation in his hand. Madam had not yet agreed to attend the banquet.

However, based on his master’s certain tone, he concluded that Madam wouldn’t be able to avoid attending the Fu family’s gathering tomorrow.

Outside the door.

Lin Hao opened the car door and Qin Ruan stepped out with her bag.

Before she even had a chance to stabilize her feet, she saw Third Master Huo standing in the doorway with a broad smile on his face.

Qin Ruan furrowed her brows. She quickly climbed up the steps and pushed Huo Yunjiao into the house before closing the door behind them.

"Why were you standing at the door catching a cold? What are you going to do if you fall sick again?" She exclaimed.

Right now, Qin Ruan’s biggest fear was that Third Master’s already weakened body would fall sick again, adding ailment upon ailment.

Huo Yunjiao ruffled her hair, sounding slightly helpless, "Ruanruan, I’m not that delicate."

Qin Ruan scrutinized Third Master from head to toe.

She set her bag down on the side table. She nodded in agreement, "No, you’re not delicate. Just frail and sickly, likely to fall ill at the slightest draft."