Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 678: They’re bullying you, do you want me to stand up for you?

Chapter 678: Chapter 678: They’re bullying you, do you want me to stand up for you?

Huo Yirong thought of Fu Qiyue whom he saw at the banquet tonight. She has a sweet appearance, the traces of over-protection, and a too pure temperament.

She’s different from the other ladies from the aristocratic families of Capital City.

It was precisely this slight difference that made her stand out from the crowd.

Huo Yirong said, with a hint of indifference in his tone: "That girl is quite interesting. One might find her naive, yet she has her little schemes."

At these words, Huo Yunjiao slightly raised his eyebrows, assuming that he approved of Miss Fu.

As he held Qin Ruan’s fingertips, he said in a casual tone: "Our grandfather is still waiting for a reply. Once things are set, we should inform him."

Realizing that he had been misunderstood, Huo Yirong quickly waved his hands: "I just find her interesting. Don’t get me wrong, I have no intentions of that sort. Don’t let our grandfather make assumptions."

Whether Fu Qiyue is truly naive or whether it’s a façade that she maintains, it doesn’t really matter.

What’s important is that he has no intention of marrying her.

Huo Yunjiao frowned slightly and remarked indifferently: "Second Brother, it’s about time you arranged your marriage."

Huo Yirong laughed and replied: "No hurry. Let’s wait a bit more."

Who he marries doesn’t really matter, but he does want to find someone he’s fond of, at the very least someone who can give him comfort.

Fearing that his younger brother might pursue the topic further, Huo Yirong stood up and stretched.

"It’s getting late. I’m going to rest."

Huo Yunjiao gave him a deep look before nodding.

Just before leaving, Huo Yirong said to Qin Ruan, "Goodnight, sister."

Qin Ruan acknowledged, "Sweet dreams."

Huo Yirong narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping over his younger brother and Qin Ruan. He left with a deeply meaningful smile on his face.

The echoes of his fading footsteps vanished, leaving only Qin Ruan and Huo Yunjiao in the grand hall.

With a soft smile, he asked her, "Sleepy?"

Qin Ruan replied lazily, "A little."

"Come on, let’s go rest."

"Alright."

...

The Bedroom.

Leaning on the bedhead, Qin Ruan ruffled through her damp hair with spread fingers.

She had been in a rush after her bath, and had stepped out without drying her hair.

Huo Yunjiao, who was already in bed and ready to sleep, observed her and quietly got up, heading towards the bathroom.

Qin Ruan, looking towards the bathroom, knew what he was about to do.

Soon, he came out from there, holding a hairdryer in his hands.

The third master, Huo, plugged in the hairdryer and slowly started drying Qin Ruan’s hair.

As the faint hum of the dryer echoed, he softly said, "If you’re too tired to dry your hair at night, don’t wash it. It makes no difference if you wash it the next day."

Qin Ruan shook her head, "It smells."

Having attended the banquet in the evening, she was engulfed in various aromas. Although not unpleasant, they were uncomfortable enough to disrupt her sleep.

The person behind her remained silent, as if not hearing her.

A few minutes passed and Qin Ruan’s hair was dry.

Huo Yunjiao casually put the hairdryer on the table, leaned in closer to Qin Ruan.

He took a deep sniff of her hair.

Feeling the warmth of his breath, Qin Ruan’s body subconsciously tensed.

A lighthearted laugh echoed by her ear, "There really is a scent, a mild fragrance, and a unique body fragrance that belongs only to Ruanruan."

His voice, mixed with a sensual laugh, muddled Qin Ruan’s mind.

She felt her cheeks heat up, surely she must be blushing.

However, Huo Yunjiao didn’t tease her any further. He dimmed the room lights, circumvented the foot of the bed and walked to the other side.

He got into the bed, pulling the still-seated Qin Ruan down with him and held her close in his embrace

"Go to sleep early."

The arm that he had extended was gently wrapped around Qin Ruan’s waist, who was six months pregnant.

The two of them were close enough to feel each other’s warmth.

Although Huo Yunjiao was still ill and visibly feeble, he was very strong, refusing to let Qin Ruan break free.

His face rested against her neck, his breath gently brushing against her skin.

Qin Ruan’s heartbeat was still steady. After all, they had shared a bed for long, and it had become a habit.

As long as he wasn’t deliberately teasing her, she could be at peace with him anytime.

Staring at the soft bedroom light, Qin Ruan had a sudden bout of insomnia, even though she was feeling sleepy earlier.

She was yawning just a moment ago.

But now, the drowsiness suddenly vanished.

Maintaining a single position for a long time was uncomfortable.

Qin Ruan stirred restlessly, attempting to free herself from the man’s embrace.

However, as soon as she moved, she sensed his nose rubbing against her neck.

"Why aren’t you sleeping yet, are you not tired?" His slightly hoarse voice laced with a fatigue and sexiness quickened her heart.

Qin Ruan’s body stiffened, dared not move again.

With her back against the man, she softly replied, "I’m not really sleepy anymore."

"Child, turn around."

The voice from behind, now registering clearer, prompted her.

Obediently, Qin Ruan turned to face him.

In the subdued glow of the bedroom lamp, they could clearly see each other’s features.

Huo Yunjiao’s eyes were half-closed, evidently tired.

As Qin Ruan couldn’t sleep, he forced himself to stay awake to accompany her.

In the dim light, her eyes were exceptionally bright.

A soft smile played on his lips. He gently brushed away the hair plastered to her face, handling her tenderly as he asked in an unprecedentedly soft voice, "Was anyone mean to you at the Fu Family’s banquet tonight?"

"Yes!"

Qin Ruan didn’t hesitate, her resolute voice seemed like she was ready to tell him everything.

Huo Yunjiao seemed slightly stunned, but soon a delighted smile spread across his face.

He groped for Qin Ruan’s warm, small hand under the blanket, entwining his fingers in hers. His unique voice was full of mirth as he asked, "Who bullied you? Tell me, I’ll avenge you."

Qin Ruan: "The Head of the Fu’s family, the eldest son of the Fu family."

"Alright, they owe you an apology and I’ll make sure they deliver it in person."

Qin Ruan didn’t say a word, but her eyes were fixed on him, seemingly questioning if that was all.

In the quiet bedroom, Huo Yunjiao’s pleasant laughter echoed.

He pinched Qin Ruan’s hand, eyes gleaming with mirth, "In a few days, the Fu family will officially join the Cabinet, and I need to sign the documents for their appointment. Since they mistreated Ruanruan, why don’t we delay it, how does that sound?"

Huo Yunjiao’s voice was as gentle as water, with a whispery quality, stirring her emotions.

Qin Ruan pursed her lips, trying to conceal her unease: "I don’t know, you decide."

While she did not appreciate the Fu Family’s scheming, she would not intervene in cabinet matters either.

A single thread of the Fu family was now tied to Capital City, their purpose - to resist various major forces.

Huo Yunjiao asked her again, "Did anything interesting happen at the banquet?"

Qin Ruan’s hand, held in his, softly said, "Not really, I didn’t see the fourth Miss Fu. Why is Yirong in a hurry to get married?"

"It’s not that he’s in a rush. Yirong has been alone for so many years and always keeps to himself."

Huo Yunjiao’s tone turned somber, filled with a hint of regret. "Yirong is not easy to restrain and there’s no one who understands him in his life. Our grandfather and uncle wanted a moderate tempered lady of good family to stabilize him."