Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 766: Huo Yao and Huo Anqi, are not ones to be taken advantage of

Chapter 766: Chapter 766: Huo Yao and Huo Anqi, are not ones to be taken advantage of

Qin Ruan stood by the dining table, her eyes gently cast on two children.

Her demeanor and the tone of her voice were as calm as ever in regards to Huo Yao and Huo Anqi’s descent down the stairs.

She walked over to Huo Yao and Huo Anqi, picked them up, and placed them onto the dining table.

Huo Yao opened his arms, asking for a hug: "Ah!"

The little crown prince, Huo Anqi, would not be left behind: "Yah!"

Qin Ruan stepped back and instructed Song Qing, who stood outside the dining room, "Take the two young masters upstairs, and contact someone from the Rasambo Family to claim their young master."

"Yes, Madam!"

Ever since following Qin Ruan, Song Qing moved into the Young Master’s building.

She was on night-duty tonight.

She sat silently in the lobby on the first floor.

She noticed clearly when Xueqiu, Huo Yao, and Huo Anqi came down.

However, she didn’t hear the noise from the dining room.

Some creatures cause minor noises that humans cannot hear if they don’t want to, even if Song Qing is vigilant, she won’t know.

Seeing the young masters act abnormally late at night, she prepared to enable a Level 2 protective measure.

At this moment, Qin Ruan came downstairs.

She slowly lifted her hand from the button when she saw who was coming down.

Then, what happened before her eyes unfolded.

Song Qing walked into the dining room and easily lifted the two young masters resting on the table into her arms, one in each.

Caught red-handed causing trouble, Huo Yao and Huo Anqi became very quiet.

After their departure, Xueqiu also quietly slipped away.

Qin Ruan caught a glimpse of Xueqiu sneaking away, tail between his legs, but she didn’t say anything to stop him.

He was an accomplice in Huo Yao and Huo Anqi’s mischief tonight.

Qin Ruan sat listlessly on a dining chair.

She spent lots of energy treating the grandfather, and also consumed a significant amount of Evil Qi.

As the Evil Qi diminishes, a sense of unease rises within her heart, making it difficult for her to sleep soundly.

When Xueqiu first came to her bedroom door to investigate, she was indeed sleeping and did not notice.

The footsteps of feline creatures are silent, and even the lightest human steps can be heard.

Qin Ruan was awakened from her uneasy slumber, got up, opened her bedroom door, and followed out.

Unexpectedly, she saw that Ayao and Anqi could walk.

Although it’s surprising that such young children could walk, what shocked Qin Ruan more was the intense oppressive feeling of Evil Qi coming up from downstairs.

When Huo Anqi was born, he was heavily saturated with black Evil Qi that could not be suppressed. She didn’t expect that after being sealed, such strong Evil Qi could still be emitted.

Huo Yao is an Innate Spiritual Body, apart from this, nothing else stood out.

It’s really the case that Huo Anqi inherited the grandpa’s constitution, but luckily, this child is not in danger.

Such a young child controlling Evil Qi, and even fighting with a pureblood vampire of the Rasambo Family, Qin Ruan did not know whether to be relieved or worried.

Relieved that Anqi has the ability to protect himself and doesn’t need to worry about being at a disadvantage in the future.

The worry is that if such a young child is not educated properly, it can easily lead them down the wrong path.

Huo Yao and Huo Anqi are not the type to be disadvantaged - they inherited the combined strengths of their parents.

Who knows how much trouble will they cause when they grow up.

"Awu!"

Little Lance sulked at Qin Ruan, sitting at the dining table lost in deep thought.

Qin Ruan, having returned to reality, lifted her gaze to meet Lance’s fierce smiling face. Her exquisite eyebrows slightly raised.

Her voice was gentle and jocular, "Isn’t it rude for a member of the Rasambo Family to barge into someone’s home seeking food in the middle of the night?"

A low growl of a warning came once again from Lance’s mouth.

He was still too young to speak, his voice sharp and irritating.

Qin Ruan, with her elbow resting on the table and one hand supporting her delicate chin, gently studied Lance.

A subtle smile was on her face, the sweetness of her laughter, accompanied by her soft demeanour was inexplicably mesmerising.

Her thick eyelashes, under the refraction of the lights in the dining room, cast fan-shaped shadows beneath her eyes.

Qin Ruan was beautiful, her face could mesmerise hundreds just with her smile.

Her beautiful eyes seemed to gleam with a bright, bewitching radiance.

Little Lance, standing over the passed-out servant, got lost in his daze of Qin Ruan’s smile.

Behind her, steady footfalls echoed.

Qin Ruan turned her head to see Song Qing, leading a slender man towards her.

Donald had a practiced look of anger on his face as he hurried over. The ancient elegance and ruthless intrigue of the Blood Clan harmoniously blended within him, giving him a captivating aura.

Maybe this was the reason vampires had a group of devoted followers in the West.

The vampire race, on average, whether it be their looks, aura or seductive tactics, could easily enamour those with weak willpower.

Donald’s blood-tinged eyes brimmed with anger towards Lance, who had already curled up, barely able to breathe under his father’s towering rage.

Qin Ruan’s right leg over her left, she leaned casually against the back of her chair, cheerfully greeting Donald.

"Mr. Donald, good evening."

Donald’s blood-red eyes turned a captivating deep blue. His beautiful, bewitching face radiated warmth, like a true gentleman.

He walked up to Qin Ruan, gently lifted her hand, and planted a kiss on the back of it.

"Good evening, Madam Huo."

His voice was husky, alluring, emanating an indescribable sexiness.

Qin Ruan’s eyes sparkled with amusement as she retracted her hand and, with a slight nod towards Lance, said, "Mr. Donald, your son has injured one of Huo Family’s servants."

Donald’s expression remained unchanged. His voice was inexplicably softly in the night, "Perhaps the beauty of the night has excited Lance, who has just been born. As his father, I apologize to you on his behalf."

The apology he said was not because Lance had injured someone, but because Lance had offended Qin Ruan.

A fragile human incapable of defending themselves, even if they were killed, would only be of as much significance as squashing an ant.

As the king of the Rasambo Family, how could he apologize for a human?

That would be humiliating to him.

Humans were always under the control of the Blood Clan and are no better than ants.

Qin Ruan understood Donald’s intentions. This family despised humans, and they found joy in toying with human lives.

But she was different, she believed that every life has its own value and shouldn’t be trampled upon.

Qin Ruan pointed to the servant beneath Lance, "Regardless of how beautiful tonight is or whether Lance is ignorant, now you father and son must find a way to heal her injuries and make her forget everything that happened tonight."

Donald’s lips curved into a smile of delight, "That is the least we could do."

He knew the woman in front of him was clever.

Dealing with such a person was much easier.

"Lance!" Donald’s authoritative voice echoed in the room.

Little Lance looked at his father in panic.

Donald, void of any gentleness and quite strict, said to his son, "Use your saliva to clean her wound on her neck, and use your fangs to extract the memory of tonight’s events."