Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 859: Ruanruan is too endearing, the original sin lies with Lord Huo

Chapter 859: Chapter 859: Ruanruan is too endearing, the original sin lies with Lord Huo

Old Man Song spoke halfway and then paused, teasingly looking at Qin Ruan.

The latter crossed her arms and very graciously responded, "I’d like to hear more details."

Old Man Song chuckled and said, "Actually, this order was provided by a friend of mine from outside our circle. The deposit was so large it has become well-known. I consulted a few other old friends from within our world, and only after confirming that the business is very reliable did I think of asking if Daoist Qin would like to take action."

Qin Ruan’s lips curled up into a slightly wicked smile, her narrow fox-like eyes twinkling like stars, subtly tinged with a faint and aloof chill.

She leaned back languidly in the old chair, her entire demeanor relaxed and casual, "If you ask me, I say don’t touch this deal. Whoever does will be cursed with bad luck."

Old Man Song looked slightly startled, his face filled with confusion, "What do you mean by that?"

Qin Ruan’s voice was cool and detached, "The Puppet claims lives relentlessly, never stopping until it achieves its goal."

Old Man Song instantly felt a chill crawl up his spine, his hand gripping the sleeve of his arm to suppress the goosebumps emerging on his body.

He did not doubt Qin Ruan’s words in the slightest, his lips trembling, "If that’s true, I’m afraid a few of the old fellows are going to be in trouble!"

Qin Ruan furrowed her brows and put the divination cylinder back in its place on the stand.

She had said all she could; as for the rest—she couldn’t offer help.

Old Man Song slapped his forehead, a look of urgency on his face, "No, I must warn them. If something really happens right before New Year’s, none of their families will have a good celebration!"

Qin Ruan’s eyebrows rose slightly as she reminded him, "It’s already dark. If you’re going to save people, you’d better be quick."

Old Man Song felt his temples throbbing as he quickly pulled out his phone to call and inform each one in turn.

An upfront fee of ten million, with a total deal worth thirty million, for those at the bottom of the Mysterious Studies World, was like a gold mountain luring them in.

Even without being sure they could solve it, some people still held onto the hope that if they succeeded, the thirty million fortune would be theirs.

The old fellows that Old Man Song knew, some itching for action, had joined groups and set off without a second word.

If something truly did go wrong, it would be a dreadful sin.

Just hearing ’The Puppet claims lives’ was enough to make one’s heart tremble with fear.

Qin Ruan sat at the divination stall, her eyes calm and indifferent as they swept over the surrounding snack stalls and those selling trinkets, bored as she waited for Ke Zhibin to personally show up.

She didn’t see on the road across the Shatian Bridge, several luxury cars marked with the Huo Family’s crest were parked.

An hour before, Third Master Huo was at home coaxing his child to eat some baby food, waiting for his pampered wife to come home, when he received a call from Huo Zhi telling him that Qin Ruan was once again setting up her stall at Tianqiao.

The Third Master silently put down the children’s silverware in his hand, left the care of his two sons to the housekeepers, packed up the dinner from the restaurant, and headed straight to Tongsha Sky Bridge.

Little Crown Princes Huo Yao and Huo Anqi could only watch with longing as their father abandoned them.

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Huo Yunjiao’s long legs were crossed elegantly as she leaned back in the rear seat of the car, the bulletproof window rolled down, and the person standing outside gave her a low report.

"The Tianxing Team took the initiative to seek Madam’s assistance in solving a case, bringing over S-level cases?"

Seated in the car, the Third Master looked both learned and refined, his tone slow and deep, with an indescribable peculiarity.

Huo Zhi, standing outside the car, respectfully lowered his head and eyes, "It was Director Cai Chu from the Tianxing Team who personally delivered it. Uncle Ji, who was visited, stopped the visitor at the door, and they did not get to see Madam."

Huo Yunjiao’s fingertips tapped gently on the fabric of her trousers, her voice leisurely as she asked, "Is there any word from Uncle Ji’s side?"

Huo Zhi responded reverently, "Knowing about the trouble young master Huo Qi encountered, Uncle Ji was preparing to demand an explanation. The day he arranged some difficulties for Madam, upon seeing the Tianxing Team showing up, Uncle Ji backed down and even proclaimed he’d try not to oppose Madam in the future."

A light laugh resonated, filled with indescribable pleasure, "The Tianxing Team chose their timing well; it could be considered a source of support for Madam."

Huo Yunjiao glanced sideways, peering through the car window at Qin Ruan, who was sitting at the fortune-telling stall, propping up her chin and eagerly eyeing the surrounding snack stalls.

A gentle smile flickered in his eyes as he instructed Huo Zhi, "Go call Madam over, she’s hungry."

"Yes, Master——"

Huo Zhi quickly departed, and on turning away, she visibly sighed in relief.

It was said that when the master returned home today, he carried with him an aura of bloodshed. No one knew who had been foolish enough to provoke the gentleman.

Just now, as she stood outside the carriage, she had sensed the clean, woody fragrance emanating from her master’s body. Madam probably won’t be able to detect it, right?

Upon learning of the Third Master’s arrival, Qin Ruan sprang up from her chair and without a word dashed across the road.

Old Man Song, seeing her in such a hurry, called out quickly, "Qin Daoist, where are you going in such a rush?"

Qin Ruan didn’t bother to respond and quickly ran off into the distance.

Huo Zhi stood in front of the stall, speaking warmly to Old Man Song, "My Madam went for a meal, I’ll look after the stall."

Old Man Song squinted at Huo Zhi, taking her in. This young girl was no simple matter, exuding a fierce evil Qi, her hands undoubtedly stained with much blood.

He casually acknowledged her and honestly and diligently returned to his own stall.

Some people, some issues, are better left unexplored, a secret to keeping one’s life.

Qin Ruan saw the Third Master’s private car and reached out to open the rear door, the tempting aroma of food wafting into her nostrils.

She swallowed hard, got into the car, and ignoring the insulated lunch box placed to the side, threw herself into the arms of the man smelling of warm woody fragrance, "Thank you, Third Master!"

Having learned from Huo Zhi’s mouth that he had personally come to bring her food, Qin Ruan’s heart was profoundly touched.

Huo Yunjiao looped his hand around her slender waist and pulled her into his embrace, his voice deep, "Just a verbal thanks? That’s not enough."

Qin Ruan wasn’t sure where he was pressing, but a ticklish sensation spread from her waist throughout her body, and before she could think of how to thank him properly, her lips were ambushed.

The Third Master’s domineering yet reserved kiss came upon her, and a sexy, enticing voice whispered in her ear, "Lass, you should thank me with your actions, so that my rush here to bring you food, skipping my dinner, is not in vain."

What did this mean?

Could it be he wanted— repayment in flesh!

Qin Ruan’s mind went blank, and in the next moment, her jaw was grasped by a cool hand.

Kiss after kiss landed on her forehead, her nose, her face, and finally captured her lips again, as soft as if frozen.

The oppressive, enchanting, and heavy voice rose once more, "Ruanruan, don’t look at me like that."

Huo Yunjiao dared not meet Qin Ruan’s silky, charming gaze. Those beautiful eyes contained a natural allure, and the slightest provocation was a test against his usually proud self-control.

The original sin was his—after Qin Ruan had been awakened, she was irresistibly captivating.

Qin Ruan felt her cheeks turn red, mixed with feelings of anger, embarrassment, and rage.

She placed her hands on the Third Master’s chest, trying to push away with some force, but the man held her tightly in his arms, not budging an inch.

Being so close to each other, certain instinctual reactions were hard to ignore.

Qin Ruan knew that if this continued, it wouldn’t be her eating, but rather, the Third Master consuming her.

She bit her lip, her voice soft as she pleaded for mercy, "I’m hungry."