Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 693: The Third Master truly spoils her; she is almost spoilt rotten

Chapter 693: Chapter 693: The Third Master truly spoils her; she is almost spoilt rotten

Su Jingshu let go of Gongsun Wei’s chin, crossed her arms, and observed Gongsun Wei, who showed no noticeable advantage at all.

She said in an ambiguous tone, "You’re quite interesting, aren’t you?"

Thinking that she had gained Su Jingshu’s approval, Gongsun Wei breathed a sigh of relief.

She considered herself to be superior to Qin Ruan in terms of her background and physical appearance.

Most importantly, she was aware of her worth and had maintained her purity all these years.

Just as Gongsun Wei was reveling in her sense of self-satisfaction, Su Jingshu’s next words knocked her back down into the abyss.

"Calling you naive is actually a compliment—you implying that Qin Ruan is impure is the biggest joke!

The Huo family would never allow a woman who tarnishes their reputation to marry into their family. The fact that she did marry into the Huo family simply means she is indeed pure."

Gongsun Wei stammered, "Impossible!"

She widened her eyes; her pupils constricted. Disbelief, mingled with intense bitterness and jealousy, filled her eyes.

"Why is it impossible?" Su Jingshu scoffed, "All four powerful families and six aristocratic families have thoroughly looked into Qin Ruan’s background.

She’s now the darling of the Huo family, carrying the fourth-generation heir of the Huo family in her stomach. Anyone who messes with her is in for bad luck. Only someone as foolish as you would dare to provoke Third Master."

Gongsun Wei stuttered, "How can this be? Not many people from West City are clean, how could she still... No, it can’t be!"

She had always thought that Qin Ruan had climbed her way to her current position by being pregnant with Third Master’s child. It was the baby in her stomach that the Huo family treasured.

"Tsk tsk... you are destined to fall," said Su Jingshu.

Su Jingshu had no more patience to argue with her. Women who couldn’t read the situation accurately were destined to be used as stepping stones.

With a look of distaste, she glanced at Gongsun Wei, and then turned around and walked away.

Just then, the door next to her opened from the inside.

The first one to come out was Third Master Huo.

His handsome, cultured face appeared in front of Su Jingshu as she turned around upon hearing the noise.

The grandeur of Miss Su instantly subsided.

She just stared at Third Master Huo, opening her mouth but saying nothing.

It was Huo Yunjiao who was staring at Su Jingshu, his face as calm and graceful as always.

He spoke in a subdued voice, "Miss Su, if you’re bored next time, don’t bother my wife. She’s not in good health. If anything happens, it’ll be hard to resolve."

Su Jingshu’s lips were dry. She gently pursed them and responded, "Understood."

She looked at Qin Ruan, who had walked out with Third Master.

Even pregnant, this woman didn’t seem to have gained much weight.

Her cheeks, still chubby like a baby’s, were as innocent and seductive as before.

She seemed to have gained even more captivating charm than when Su Jingshu first met her.

Su Jingshu felt uncomfortable: "If Third Master has nothing else, I’ll leave first. Someone is waiting for me."

Huo Yunjiao’s voice was faint: "Go ahead."

Su Jingshu turned and hurried away. Bei Jinzhou, who was following her, had to quicken his steps to keep up with her.

Suddenly, Third Master spoke again: "Su Jingshu, when you’re bored, you can visit my second brother. He seems to have plenty of time recently."

Su Jingshu’s steps paused for a moment, then she accelerated even more.

Miss Su disappeared from everyone’s sight in a blink of an eye.

Gongsun Yibo chuckled as he watched the scene: "Yunjiao, you really have a way with things. Miss Su is usually so arrogant, but in front of you, she was as timid as a mouse in front of a cat."

Third Master glanced sideways at him, raising an eyebrow, "Cat?"

Qin Ruan blinked too: "A feline?"

She took a closer look at Third Master. He was undoubtedly handsome, and emanated a dignified, cold aura befitting an aristocrat’s son.

It seemed... he did resemble a cat somewhat.

Gongsun Yibo shook his head and chuckled, "You’re not a cat, but a lion in a doze."

Huo Yunjiao’s eyes narrowed slightly. It was unclear whether he was satisfied with the response,

"Let’s go."

He took Qin Ruan’s hand and walked away.

Leaning against the door frame, Gongsun Yibo said languidly, "Take your time. Don’t bother to sendoff."

...

"Cough, cough..."

Upon settling into the car, Huo Yunjiao’s suppressed cough finally burst forth.

Qin Ruan’s brows instantly furrowed as she leaned into him, concern in her voice: "Did you catch a cold?"

"Cough, cough..."

Huo Yunjiao covered his mouth with a handkerchief and gently shook his head.

His continuous coughing made his already pale face even paler.

After a while, Third Master turned to look at Qin Ruan.

Even now, he still tried to reassure her: "I’m fine, we were just outside a little too long."

Qin Ruan frowned, surrounded by an air of displeasure.

Holding Third Master’s hand, she quietly complained, "The weather wasn’t good today, yet you still wanted to go out. Your complexion had just improved a little, and now all the progress has been lost."

Huo Yunjiao held her small hand in return. His seemingly frail face showed a gentle smile.

His low, husky voice softly cajoled her, "Just this once, it won’t happen again."

Qin Ruan pouted without replying, silently transferring Nether Power to Third Master.

She felt helpless, and didn’t know what else to say.

All she could do was to transmit Nether Power, to make him feel a little better.

The car was quiet on the way home.

Huo Qiang and Lin Hao, who were sitting in the driver and front passenger seat, could sense the tension and didn’t dare to utter a word.

Upon reaching Champs Elysees Manor, Huo Yunjiao was exhausted.

He stood at the bottom of the stairs, ruffling Qin Ruan’s hair. He was tired, "I’m going to rest. If you’re bored, go to the video room to pass the time."

"You should just worry about yourself," Qin Ruan said.

She could see that the moment they got home, Third Master’s body relaxed entirely.

His complexion grew even worse, a paleness that could break hearts.

She knew that he wanted to be alone at this time, but Qin Ruan couldn’t help but worry.

She supported him up the stairs and back to their bedroom.

Huo Yunjiao lay on the bed, his eyes half-closed, his breathing becoming lighter.

Qin Ruan sat by his bedside, her expression filled with concern as she watched him.

From beginning to end, their hands remained interlocked, never parting.

Qin Ruan did everything she could, using her Nether Power to slowly heal his body without causing further harm.

She sat there for half an hour.

The curtains in the room were drawn. The cloudy sky outside barely penetrating the heavy fabric.

Qin Ruan lowered her gaze, observing him lying peacefully on the bed. The usually calm and composed man now had a softened expression in his shallow sleep.

This man truly doted on her. If she kept indulging in this pampering, she might end up spoiled rotten.

Qin Ruan reached out, placing her hand on his face.

Her fingertips gently traced the features of his face.

The coolness of his skin sent shivers through her fingertips and to the bottom of her heart.

Qin Ruan suddenly snapped back to reality and quickly took her hand back.

She got up, deliberately treading lightly as she left the room with swift, steady steps.

...

West City.

Two figures appeared in this chaotic area, their aura contrasting sharply with their surroundings.

Lan An and Lingfeng followed the aura of the Huangjue Tree to the diverse West City.

Although they were dressed in modern clothes, their long hair, tied up, and their overall demeanor were subtly different from the modern people.

They seemed like individuals who had stepped out of a painting, so much so that it felt unreal.

From the moment they appeared, they drew the attention of others, many considering them easy targets.

Lingfeng couldn’t bear the filthy air around her, she squinted, "Lan An, are you sure it’s here?"

"It’s here." Lan An affirmed, his words concise, "Let’s go, the sooner we solve it, the sooner we can go back."

Lingfeng gazed at his side profile, asking, "Can we still go back?"

Lan An’s cold eyes turned questioning, "Why would you say that?"

Lingfeng: "You know Miss Qin, don’t you?"

Lan An’s lips thinned, but he didn’t answer.

Lingfeng continued, "I can see that you care about her."

Lan An was silent for a while, then said to her, "If you don’t like here, I will send you back to Qi Mountain first, and then come back."

Lingfeng cocked her head and asked, "Is she that important?"

Lan An, with his demonic demeanor, looked solemn, his eyes filled with weight.

He nodded, his voice low, "More important than my life."

Lingfeng stared at him a moment longer, then moved her attention away, saying coldly, "I’ll think about it."

"Let’s deal with what’s in front of us first, let’s go."

The two walked hand in hand into West City.

Along the way, they could sense people following them, but they didn’t care.

Fragile humans posed no threat to them.

It was dusk.

There was little light reaching into the rundown buildings of West City.

It was dark, dirty, and full of filth.

Lan An and Lingfeng attracted many glances as they walked.

Among them was Li Zilan, who was out for a meal with Su Wang and Shen Ran.

Li Zilan sat outside the wonton restaurant stall, her eyes fixated on Lan An and Lingfeng who were slowly approaching.

Her smokey eyes sparkled.

"Look, there are two top-quality people coming our way."

Su Wang and Shen Ran, who were eating wontons, didn’t even bother to respond.

They were used to Li Zilan’s fascination with beautiful women and good-looking men.

"Hey, you guys look up. They’re really top-notch, just like immortals, so beautiful, so handsome!"

Li Zilan, excitedly tugged at Su Wang’s sleeve, shaking it back and forth.

Su Wang glanced at the wonton soup on the table and frowned, "Zilan, let me finish my soup first!"

"Who cares about the soup, look up, it’s a gorgeous man and woman!"

Li Zilan stubbornly held onto Su Wang’s sleeve, pinching his arm through the cloth.

"Ouch!" Su Wang glared at Li Zilan.

This girl was going too far.

He looked up at Li Zilan, his gaze meeting a pair of strange dark green eyes.

Lan An and Lingfeng were already near the trio.

Su Wang clearly saw that Lan An’s long hair was held up by a white jade hairpin.

The finely chiseled features of his face was devilishly handsome, his dark green cold eyes radiated a dangerous, eerie light.

This man had a cold demeanor, and as he approached, a faint aroma of grass and trees wafted over.

In fact, as soon as Li Zilan had noticed Lan An and Lingfeng, Lan An had already taken notice of them.

These three humans had a faint aura similar to that of Qin Ruan.

Lan An’s enchanting face was too eye-catching.

And this man kept staring at him, so what was he implying?

Su Wang’s face turned from anger to curiosity, "Bro, do you know me?"

Lan An shook his head slightly and went straight to the point: "Do you know Qin Ruan?"