Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 711: Mr. Huo Compromises: Prepare the car, take madam home!

Chapter 711: Chapter 711: Mr. Huo Compromises: Prepare the car, take madam home!

While Lan An was busily working, Qin Ruan turned her head, looking sternly at Lingfeng.

Her gaze was exceedingly cold and sharp, "What were you going to say to me back in West City?"

When Lingfeng suggested going into the alleyway, it was apparent she had something to say.

Unfortunately, before she could say it, they had run into the Huangjue Tree Demon, who was bent on robbing them.

Lingfeng’s clear eyes flickered slightly, her voice plain, "I had something to say then, but now I don’t."

Her flawless face remained calm, nothing seemed wrong.

If Lingfeng had any doubts about Qin Ruan’s identity before, they vanished when she saw a hundred thousand envoys from the Netherworld come to protect her. Any questions weren’t worth asking anymore.

Qin Ruan let out a cold laugh, "In the alley, you were the last to come to my aid. I won’t thank you for it."

Pursing her lips, Lingfeng responded, "I did not intend to harm you."

"If you had, you wouldn’t be standing here comfortably."

Qin Ruan naturally knew that Lingfeng bore no ill will towards her, but traces of hostility lingered.

The hostility was born out of Lan An’s actions.

...

Champs Elysees Manor.

The Third Master Huo fainted at the entrance of the sterilization room and was soon discovered.

Huo Yirong received a call from his grandfather, providing an update on the health of the two children.

When he returned, he saw his younger brother collapsed at the entrance of the sterilization room. He was shocked.

After a comprehensive check by Chen Hengfeng, they found out that he had just passed out, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Ruan had just given birth and the health of her three children was still not stable. If Huo Yunjiao also fell ill, the four members of this family would be very unlucky.

Huo Yunjiao, lying on the bed, woke up languidly. Seeing Huo Yirong, Chen Hengfeng, and the Huo Family’s hidden guard surrounding him, he recalled his memory before he fainted.

His handsome face changed slightly, hiding a hint of danger in his eyes.

"Where’s Ruanruan?"

His voice was pleasant but as cold as a blade.

Qin Ruan knocked him out and ran off; it couldn’t be anything good.

That girl was very ambitious and was probably up to some mischief.

Huo Yirong looked surprised, "Isn’t my sister-in-law in the medical room?"

Huo Qiang, standing by the bedside, spoke very surely, "Madam left one hour ago."

Huo Yirong twitched his mouth, "She left?!"

Qin Ruan had just undergone surgery and she left so quickly. Was she trying to kill herself?

Huo Qiang subtly glanced at Huo Yirong and said quietly, "Second Master, she drove off in your car."

Huo Yirong laughed amusedly, "Really can’t predict my sister-in-law."

Huo Yunjiao propped himself up, sitting on the bed.

His deep icy eyes looked at Huo Qiang, "Find out where Madam is!"

Huo Qiang bowed, "Master, Madam has gone to Odi School."

The Second Master’s car has a tracking system, so it was easy to know Madam’s whereabouts.

Huo Yunjiao suppressed the anger welling up in his heart, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

After a while, his deep voice resounded, hinting at resignation, "Prepare the car, I’m going to pick up Madam."

"Yes——" Huo Qiang turned and left.

There was a hint of annoyance in Huo Yunjiao’s cold gaze, showing his anger.

It was one thing if Qin Ruan pulled her usual stunts, but she was just making a death wish by going out in her current condition.

She was still young; if she fell ill because of this, she would regret it for her whole life.

He was genuinely angry.

But no matter how angry he was, he still cared for Qin Ruan.

...

Odi School.

Qin Ruan was unaware that the Third Master was on his way to fetch her.

She covered her aching abdomen and coldly watched Lan An pulling the roots of the Huangjue Tree Demon from the several-meter-deep soil.

A gust of wind swept over, filling the air with a powerful surge of evil Qi.

Qin Ruan frowned slightly and turned to glance at the dark path she had walked over.

A towering black figure slowly moved forward.

Lingfeng squinted her alert eyes, instantly teleporting in front of Qin Ruan, and her ethereal voice questioned sharply, "Who’s there?!"

"Ha!"

A familiar voice lightly mocked.

Changyuan, dressed in a black robe, walked forward with a proud stride.

His gaze swept over Lingfeng, practically viewing her as an ant.

Qin Ruan came out from behind Lingfeng, her eyes full of confusion as she gazed at Changyuan, "Why are you here?"

"If it wasn’t for the master’s orders, who would want to meddle in your troubles!"

As soon as Changyuan spoke, his words were filled with heavy complaints.

Standing opposite Qin Ruan, he glanced coldly at Lan An.

The latter was slowly excavating the Huangjue Tree Demon’s roots hidden several tens of meters deep in the soil.

Changyuan mercilessly mocked, "You’re so weak, you should go back to the deep mountains and forests and cultivate for a few more centuries!"

As soon as his voice fell, he leaned forward, transforming into a Hook Snake at an incredible speed.

The Hook Snake, with its massive body covered in scales, slithered to the side of Lan An, whose beautiful and cold features remained still.

He provocatively glanced at Lan An, and the next moment, the tail of the Hook Snake was lifted high and whipped onto the ground, creating a huge impact.

"Boom!"

"Boom! Boom!!"

The ground shook violently, causing Qin Ruan to wobble slightly.

Her hand tightened around her abdomen, her fingers trembling.

When her balance was compromised, she grabbed onto the sleeve of Lingfeng standing beside her.

Noticing something was off with Qin Ruan, Lingfeng steadied her by the arms, "Are you alright?"

Now she understood that Qin Ruan’s identity must be extremely important.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have attracted the presence of tens of thousands of Puppet Envoys from the Netherworld, ancient beasts, and the protection of the Fox Clan.

The subtle connections between her and Lan An became trivial in comparison.

Qin Ruan glared at Changyuan with annoyance in her eyes.

Under the forceful demonic power of the other party, the roots of the Huangjue Tree Demon broke through the earth in an instant.

The thinnest root was less than one-tenth of a millimeter, comparable to a needlepoint. The long roots lay scattered in a mess on the open ground.

They twisted like living creatures on the moist ground, their dense arrangement providing a creepy sight.

Seeing this, Lan An’s immaculate face revealed a rare expression of anger.

Barely opening his mouth, he cursed, "You fool!"

"?" Changyuan’s blood-colored eyes widened.

He didn’t understand. He had clearly done a good deed, both time and energy-saving. He didn’t understand why this minor demon was cursing at him.

Soon, Changyuan understood.

"Ding ling ling..."

"Ding ling ling... ding ling ling..."

In the middle of the night, the school bell rang.

Chaotic screams came from the dormitory building. Countless students called out, "Earthquake! Run!"

Most of them, scantily dressed or wrapped in sheets, were crying and rushing down the stairs.

Even a thousand meters away, the fear in their wailing cries was still audible.

Changyuan, having transformed back into his human form, stood still and touched the tip of his nose awkwardly.

The situation had already reached this point, there was no more time to delay.

Qin Ruan released her hold on Lingfeng’s hand, walking towards the roots of the Huangjue Tree.

In her palms, a dark blue flame rose, shaped like a ball.

One by one, she threw these balls at the roots.

The purple-blue flame burned, instantly illuminating the area.

The Hellfire could burn everything.

This time, even if the Huangjue Tree was reduced to ashes, it would have no chance of revival.

Qin Ruan turned and walked towards the Undead of the Huangjue Tree Demon, trapped by the Golden Whip.

The other party was shivering in pain, no longer had the strength to talk; its soul was nearly transparent.