Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 755: A sweet couple showing off their luxurious lifestyle; Mr. Huo is full to the brim

Chapter 755: Chapter 755: A sweet couple showing off their luxurious lifestyle; Mr. Huo is full to the brim

When Huo Yirong arrived at the Huo Mansion, Third Master was still entwined in an embrace with Qin Ruan in the upstairs bedroom.

Neither spoke, making for silent tranquility. The atmosphere wasn’t awkward, but rather warm and intimate.

The two children sitting on the carpet at their feet also remained unobtrusively silent, engrossed in their own activities.

Until the arrival of Huo Qiang.

"Third Master, Second Master has arrived."

Huo Yunjiao heard him, his hand wrapped around Qin Ruan’s waist showing no signs of letting go, keeping her tightly within his embrace.

His sexy chin rested in the crook of Qin Ruan’s shoulder, his lazy gaze half-closed.

The lady in his arms emanated a cold, sweet scent, which engulfed his senses and soothed his soul.

Qin Ruan, reaching for his hands encircling her waist, said, "Don’t keep Yirong waiting."

Third Master’s hands were a sight to behold—simply their sight could cause one’s heart to flutter.

Clearly defined, they were fair and slender, the nails rounded and immaculate, exuding a highly tactile quality.

Qin Ruan had seen these hands, signing with their smooth, compelling movements, which had a striking visual impact.

Because she loved these hands, she used a light grip when trying to disengage from them.

Huo Yunjiao, realizing her intention, let go of her without lingering on her warmth or scent.

He got up and adjusted his disheveled clothes, then glanced at the servant standing at the door, "Take the children back to their room."

The servant, standing outside the door, complied and gave the person next to him a look before entering the room.

Following her was another servant, and together they picked up and carried away the two quiet children.

Before leaving, Huo Yao and Huo Anqi waved their hands at their parents.

The sight of them was endearingly cute.

As he watched the children leave the room, Third Master looked down at Qin Ruan, "Shall we go downstairs and see?"

Although it was a question, he was already pulling her up from the bed.

...

Downstairs.

Huo Yirong looked at the person in front of him with an inscrutable smile, especially at their exposed neck.

"How long has it been, and the wounds on your neck seem to have healed quite a bit."

Song Qing knelt before him on one knee, her posture reverent.

As she heard the voice above her, her body twitched slightly before quickly regaining her composure.

Huo Yirong’s thin lips curled in a wicked arc, "Raise your head, let me take a good look."

Song Qing immediately looked at the strip of black obsidian on her left wrist.

Its appearance obscured by her sleeve, there was no chance of exposure.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and in the quickest possible time, raised her head, her gaze lingering on the regally fashioned footwear underneath her master’s long legs.

Song Qing always remembered, in the presence of her master, she had to be reverent, and it was best not to look directly into their eyes.

Being of noble status, they had eyes that could see through one’s heart.

It was easy to expose one’s innermost thoughts.

To avoid potentially unknown troubles, Song Qing seldom made eye contact with the masters of the Huo Family, especially Second Master Huo.

Huo Yirong looked at her intensely flushed face, devoid of makeup, and tsked, "It seems like your situation here isn’t too bad."

Her neck, previously bruised by his grip, had lightened considerably, and her complexion lacked the pallor of that day. All this left him slightly irritated for some reason.

Song Qing had come to understand the man before her.

At this time, whatever she said would likely be wrong.

So she chose to remain silent as her form of response.

Huo Yirong leaned back in his chair, his posture relaxed but the aura of his noble status not in the least bit diminished.

His tone took on a slightly somber tone, "The Song Family has been asking subtly about when you are leaving the Huo Family. Have you thought it through?"

"I will not leave." Her voice was resolute and forceful, echoing in the room.

Song Qing’s voice was hoarse, as if she rarely spoke.

Already aware of how tenacious this woman was, Huo Yirong, never relaxing his guard even at the brink of death, looked down at her with an unchanging expression, "So, you are determined to stick with the Huo Family, you..."

Song Qing quickly said, "My life was given to me by you, Master. The Song Family has nothing to do with me."

"Hmm?" Huo Yirong frowned, not understanding what she meant as he stared at the woman kneeling before him, "Your life was given by me?"

There was an odd expression on Song Qing’s face, and she slightly widened her eyes, taking in every detail of the handsome man’s face.

There was confusion, bewilderment, surprise on his face, and every single emotion seemed very real.

Song Qing couldn’t describe the taste in her heart at this moment, which was bitter and sour.

Her two hands at her sides curled up slightly, her fingers clenching unconsciously.

Her eyelids lowered, and in a indifferent voice, she said, "Ten years ago, on the coast of Jiang City..."

"Brother, are you bullying someone again?"

Qin Ruan’s clear and gentle voice came from upstairs.

Huo Yirong looked up, and Song Qing’s words also stopped.

The esteemed Third Master Huo came down the stairs, holding his beautiful wife, turning a blind eye to the scene below.

Upon seeing Song Qing kneeling in front of Huo Yirong, Qin Ruan couldn’t help but speak.

She knew about the existence of the Huo family’s Hidden Guards, a very ancient tradition.

One crucial rule when selecting a guard was, no matter what their identity was before joining the Huo family, from the moment they became a Hidden Guard, they must serve the Huo family’s masters unquestioningly.

Huo Yirong saw Qin Ruan descending the stairs and remembered Nicholas’ plea.

He couldn’t help but smile and said cheerfully, "Sister, you’re just in time, I have something to discuss with you."

As she came downstairs, Qin Ruan subconsciously touched her arm.

She glanced at the man standing next to her and pretended to be scared, "I have a bad feeling. It’s like I’m about to be sold and will end up paying money to the buyer."

Huo Yirong gazed at her like a fox shaking its tail, giving Qin Ruan the feeling of being plotted against.

The Third Master wrapped his arm around his wife and with his fingertips massaging her delicate shoulder, his eyes overflowed with unbearable tenderness, "Ruanruan, don’t worry, I’ll protect you."

There was a part of this meant to reassure Qin Ruan, but most of it was from his heart.

Who would dare to sell the wife of the Third Young Master of the Huo family? Only those disillusioned with the world would make such a foolish move.

"..." Huo Yirong twitched the corner of his mouth, wordlessly blocked by the couple’s banter.

When Huo Yunjiao and Qin Ruan sat down opposite him, he noticed their hands clasped together and sighed with disdain.

"I rushed over as soon as I got Huo Qiang’s call, without even eating. Is this how you treat me?"

The Third Master glanced at him, "What have we done to you?"

Huo Yirong slumped on the sofa, feeling down, "You are force-feeding me luxury dog food. I’m feeling full without even eating."

Such an obvious compliment made the Third Master laugh.

He let go of Qin Ruan’s hand, picked up the cup of hot water on the table and handed it to her.

Knowing the purpose of Huo Yirong’s visit, the Third Master asked directly, "What did the Bolin Family say?"

With one hand propped under his head, Huo Yirong’s eyes fell on Song Qing, who was kneeling in front of him, "Nicholas said he would return the items."

The Third Master’s face showed understanding, he was neither cold nor warm as he asked, "What is the condition for returning the property?"

Huo Yirong laughed, his gaze shifting to Qin Ruan, who was holding her water cup.

The Third Master caught this, frowning slightly.

Qin Ruan noticed the two people looking at her and blinked, "Does it have anything to do with me?"

She had some understanding of the situation in Fuluo Country but not fully. She only knew that the Huo Family’s research base had been robbed of years of work.

Huo Yirong didn’t hide anything, "Nicholas’s sister Leslie is expecting a child. She’s carrying a vampire bloodline, and the process could be brutal. Nicholas wishes you could help save his sister’s life."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ruan nodded without hesitation, "I can."

After encountering the Rasambo Family’s vampires, she had looked up some information about vampires and knew about the risks the mother faced when giving birth to a purebred vampire.

Huo Yirong looked slightly stunned, with a cheeky smile tugging at his lips, "Sister, you’re not even hesitating?"