Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 664: Being Unreasonable, Full of Bad Taste

Chapter 664: Chapter 664: Being Unreasonable, Full of Bad Taste

Fu Qiyue stood by the door of the resting room, her clear eyes examining Huo Yirong and Su Jingshu.

From her viewpoint, she clearly saw their intimate proximity.

She thought to herself, her plan to form an alliance through marriage with the Huo family might be dashed.

Her elder brother adores her on normal days, but unfortunately, she couldn’t do anything.

She caught Su Jingshu’s eye and smiled, it was a smile that didn’t show embarrassment.

Immediately, Fu Qiyue widened her eyes, and opened her red lips slightly, a look of disbelief plastered on her face.

She saw Su Jingshu turn around and throw herself into Huo Yirong’s arms as he prepared to leave.

Before he could push her away, Su Jingshu teetered on her toes and sealed his lips with hers.

His sensuous lips tasted rather appealing.

Su Jingshu was acutely aware of their warmth, their exquisitely restrained curvature, and the uniquely intoxicating masculine scent.

Even the usually flirtatious and sophisticated Miss Su was momentarily enthralled.

Luckily, she was sensible enough to understand the purpose of the kiss.

Having tasted the flavor of Mr. Huo, she took the initiative to leave before he could push her away.

Huo Yirong wiped his lips with the back of his hand.

His brows knitted together as he glared at Su Jingshu, "Are you seeking death?!"

Su Jingshu squinted her eyes which were filled with amusement, shifting her gaze downwards.

She licked her lips, praising, "Mr. Huo, you taste really good."

It was more tantalizing than the tasteless kiss they shared during their engagement.

Fury surged in Huo Yirong’s eyes, his entire being emanated a dangerous aura.

Sensing danger, Su Jingshu turned and ran.

Before she had taken two steps, she turned around and said, "Mr. Huo, that Bunny from the Fu Family is not suitable for you. It’s highly likely that she’ll be skinned alive by those around you.

I’m different, I will never have children, I won’t be a burden to you, so whenever you’re ready..."

Having let go of everything from her past, she now only sought the ultimate power, and the Huo Family’s ship would secure the most benefits.

Huo Yirong’s face turned pale with rage, emanating an aura of dread.

Su Jingshu feared that if they weren’t at the Fu Mansion, he would have trampled over her, ruthlessly crushing her.

Her heart fluttered as she disappeared into the crowd in her high heels.

Huo Yirong focused on her silhouette as she moved amongst the crowd, and said coolly to the hidden guard behind him, "Go find Xiao Wenrou, have her arrange a few good-looking men from Zhenpin Pavilion and send them to the Su Family."

"As you command, Mr. Huo!"

The hidden guard bowed and left to carry out the order.

Su Jingshu was not aware of the price she would pay for provoking Mr. Huo. Tonight, she was in for a treat.

Huo Yirong pulled at his tightening tie, he lowered his gaze, masking the darkness in his eyes.

Su Jingshu, that forgetful, good-for-nothing creature!

Sooner or later, he would make her kneel at his feet once again!

Just as his younger brother had predicted, how sincere could Su Jingshu be towards Nangong Chang?

It’s been only a short while, and she had already returned to the center of power, as if all the pain she experienced before had never happened.

Huo Yirong exhaled a deep breath, turned on his heels, and headed towards the resting room.

Fu Yueyuan and Fu Qiyue were already waiting for him inside.

When Huo Yirong pushed open the door and walked in, Fu Yueyuan was quick to approach him, "Mr. Huo, Yueyue is innocent and pure-minded, you shouldn’t take her words to heart. The incident today, I will explain it to our guests."

"Hold on."

Huo Yirong waved his hand at him, and pulled out his phone from his pocket.

He found Ling Xuzi’s number in his contacts and proceeded to dial the number.

The phone was quickly picked up on the other end, "Mr. Huo?"

Ling Xuzi’s voice sounded slightly hoarse.

Huo Yirong responded coldly, "Something has come up here, do you have time to come by?"

"Yes, did something happen to Mr. Huo?"

Ling Xuzi’s immediate thought was that something had happened to Huo Yirong.

"No."

Huo Yirong didn’t explain the issue. Instead, he shared the address of the Fu Mansion and asked Ling Xuzi to hurry over.

Having been taken advantage of by Su Jingshu, Mr. Huo was in a bad mood.

He walked over to the sofa in the rest area and propped himself up against the backrest, massaging his temples.

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Fu Yueyuan, sensing the dire situation, decided not to disturb him.

Fu Qiyue sat opposite Huo Yirong, having already adjusted her mindset.

Just now, her father had told her not to force the marriage between the Fu and the Huo families.

Fu Qiyue held the delicately crafted teacup in her hand, drinking the weak tea in tiny sips.

Her demeanor was calm. Her emotions weren’t reflected in her expressions as she maintained an unperturbed disposition.

Compared to the formerly frantic and all-over-the-place Miss Fu, she was significantly different.

Just then, Huo Yirong looked up to see Fu Qiyue, sitting upright in a disciplined manner. She was well-read and polite, the epitome of an aristocratic young lady.

Her beauty was outstanding, her conduct and speech were all steeped in good upbringing. She was a true young lady in the eyes of the older generation.

Huo Yirong suddenly asked, "Are you still studying?"

Fu Qiyue did not respond, she kept her gaze lowered onto the teacup in her hand.

As if there was a flower in the cup, she didn’t want to look up.

Fu Yueyuan walked up to his daughter and affectionately patted her head, "Yueyue, the Young Master is talking to you."

Fu Qiyue looked up, her eyes shimmering, her posture becoming reserved.

Her face was perfectly calm, yet there was something fascinating about her.

Fu Qiyue knew that Huo Yirong was addressing her, but she didn’t want to engage with him.

Her mouth was still sore.

Even drinking water was painful.

Previously, she had been intent on making this man marry her, to enable her elder brother to break off his engagement with the Xiao Family.

Now that she knew it was hopeless, she didn’t want to bother with it anymore.

Reminded by her father, Fu Qiyue had no choice but to meet the wolfish gaze of Young Master Huo.

Her eyes, cool and unconcerned, still shone with that undiminished bright light. Her voice warm with a reply, "Not anymore, I’ve graduated this year."

There was an unfathomable light in Huo Yirong’s eyes, and he lowered the hand that was pressing on his forehead.

His voice was low and indifferent, he said, "You started school quite early."

Seeing that his daughter did not want to engage in further conversation with Huo Yirong, Fu Yueyuan stepped in, "Yueyue started learning to read as soon as she could speak. There aren’t many girls in the Fu Family, so the old lady cherished her a lot and has always personally cared for her."

Huo Yirong gave him a sideways glance, a mocking flash in his eyes.

He could see how this father-daughter duo had changed their attitude.

For as much as they wanted to promote marriage between the two families before, now they disliked him just as much.

The Fu Family was indeed blunt, doing things decisively and burning their bridges.

Huo Yirong rubbed his fingertips, his head bowed in thought.

Seeming reminded of something, he gave an abrupt laugh.

"Miss Fu is truly a beauty from Watertown in the south, I fear that in the future, in Capital City, there will be many who will punt to marry such a beauty."

Fu Yueyuan’s face tightened slightly, he lightly diverted the conversation, "Young Master, you’re too kind. Yueyue is still young, I plan to keep her with me for another two years."

Huo Yirong lifted an eyebrow, "Didn’t you just say something different? Entrusting her to me as a valuable treasure."

He didn’t give the Head of the Fu Family any face, directly tearing down that veil of decency.

Fu Yueyuan felt a lump in his chest, he couldn’t swallow it down, but he couldn’t spit it out either.

Fu Qiyue put down her teacup, staring at the handsome face of Huo Yirong.

She stood up, her hands resting on her waist, facing the place where Huo Yirong sat, and gracefully made a curtsy.

In her melodious voice, she slowly said, "I am sorry for any past offenses, I hope you won’t hold it against me."

Such a well-mannered and gracious girl, in any family in Capital City, could earn the praise of the elders and the admiration of her peers.

Even Huo Yirong, seeing Fu Qiyue perform this old-fashioned courtesy, felt a slight pause in his heart, his trivial annoyance disappeared instantly.

You have to admit, the Fu Family has a way with raising their daughters.

Beyond the initial impression of being overly protected and naive.

Now looking at Fu Qiyue, not only is she physically beautiful, but she also has an excellent demeanor.

A girl like this is an ideal choice for families who are seeking a daughter-in-law or granddaughter-in-law.

Huo Yirong’s eyes showed a momentary surprise, he raised his head with an air of pride, "All talk and no action?"

He indeed is a type that doesn’t easily let go, exhibiting a perverse sense of satisfaction.

Standing at the side, Fu Yueyuan watched with a heavy heart.

His precious daughter, except before the elders, has never been so embarrassed.

Fu Qiyue blinked her eyes, looking into the amused eyes of Huo Yirong, she quickly understood something.

She walked with light, steady steps to the tea set placed on the mahogany table.

She knelt on one knee on the cushion, then slowly bent her other leg until both knees were touching the cushion.

Fu Qiyue reached out with both hands, skillfully managing the tea set.

Even her kneeling posture was perfect, she didn’t look inferior at all. In fact, every movement she made had an indescribable elegance.

Fu Qiyue swiftly brewed a cup of tea and then walked again to stand before Huo Yirong.

Holding the cup of tea delicately between her fingers, she presented it to Huo Yirong.

Her soft and gentle voice resounded throughout the silent room, "I apologize for previously disrespecting you. Please, Young Master, don’t take it to heart."

Her fair hands bearing the tea caught Huo Yirong’s eyes, he was supporting his chin with one hand and didn’t make the move to take the tea from her.

Looking at Fu Qiyue for a few seconds, he revealed a playful smile, "Miss Fu, I suddenly find myself interested in you, what should we do?"

The teacup in her hand wobbled unsteadily.

Fu Qiyue swallowed, as though to control herself.

She did her best to steady her hands, lifting her eyes to look at the man before her.

You’re joking, Young Master. I was not aware of your affair with Miss Su before. Now that I am, I would certainly not interfere."

"Young Master, you’ve helped my elder brother by inviting Master Ling Xuzi. I am grateful to you. As for the unpleasantness that has happened before, I hope you can forget it."

Even though she remained calm, a few hints of her nervousness and panic were still apparent.

Huo Yirong’s eyes narrowed, pleasantly declaring, "I’m someone who never backs down. I always want what I can’t get. Now, what should we do, Miss Fu?"

Fu Qiyue slightly bit her lip, a troubled look on her face.

It was well-known that even a rabbit will bite when cornered.

Miss Fu lowered her eyelids to hide the displeasure in her eyes.

This man was truly annoying. If not for pitying her elder brother, she would never have provoked him.

Fu Yueyuan could not stand seeing his beloved daughter being upset.

He sighed deeply, stepping forward and said, "Young Master, my daughter is shy. Please stop teasing her."