Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 860: Fairness is but a Fool’s Dream, a Nonsensical Flight of Fancy!

Chapter 860: Chapter 860: Fairness is but a Fool’s Dream, a Nonsensical Flight of Fancy!

Master Huo was satisfied, caressing Qin Ruan’s soft, water-glossed lips with the pad of his finger, and said in a low voice with a smile, "Remember to come home to eat, nothing is more important than your health, understand?"

So the problem was that she hadn’t come home to eat.

Qin Ruan pretended not to pick up on the veiled threat in his words, ignoring the stirring danger, and obediently nodded, "Understood."

The arm imprisoning her waist loosened as she showed her compliance.

Qin Ruan quickly backed away, escaping the perilous situation.

The next moment, Master Huo’s gentle kiss landed on her reddened eyes, "Let’s eat, I won’t hassle you anymore."

His alluring, deep voice, filled with an adult man’s unique magnetism, entered Qin Ruan’s ears and reached straight to her heart, tingling and tantalizing.

To tell the truth, she had been somewhat reluctant to see their kiss just now end.

If it wasn’t for the wrong time and place, fighting back could also be a pleasure.

Qin Ruan suppressed the impulse to throw the man in front of her, who had been bullying her, to the ground, and calmly opened the insulated lunch box.

After that, Huo Yunjiao indeed no longer teased Qin Ruan and talked to her about family matters.

"There have been quite a few visitors bringing gifts to our house recently; the visitors are either well-connected with the Huo Family or rely on the Huo Family for survival. Now that you’re in charge, try to stay home as much as possible and take this opportunity to get acquainted with some people.

My second brother has been recovering well these past few days; he’s planning to try a different treatment with Gongsun Yibo, needing Song Qing’s cooperation. Grandfather and second uncle will be watching over the process, and my eldest brother is tied up with official duties..."

Qin Ruan paused with her chopsticks and frowned, "What kind of treatment is Yirong planning to switch to?"

Huo Yunjiao’s dark eyes showed little fluctuation as he spoke indifferently, "He’s planning to induce the fatal yang-consuming gu in his body and the yin-consuming gu driven by lust in Song Qing’s body, to have them expel the yang-consuming gu through sexual intercourse."

Qin Ruan’s expression suddenly darkened, "What about Song Qing?"

"She was already implanted with the yin-consuming gu; if she helps my second brother draw out the fatal yang-consuming gu as well, her body will become even worse off, and there’s a great possibility that she will be bedridden for life."

Qin Ruan knit her brows, gripping her chopsticks tightly, "Wouldn’t this be unfair to Song Qing?"

Huo Yunjiao glanced at her, saying lightly, "She agreed to it."

There really is no such thing as fairness in this world, especially for a high-ranking family like the Huo Family. Fairness has no boundaries, and to evaluate something non-existent is like a fool’s dream, a fantasy as elusive as a castle in the sky.

Even without Song Qing, the Huo Family could find other replacements; it would just take time.

Yirong was not willing to lie sick in bed every day. Grandfather and second uncle did not agree with his haste to progress, for fear of uncontrollable factors arising during the treatment, yet they couldn’t help but dote on their second brother.

Qin Ruan observed the man beside her show a carefree demeanor and slowly released a breath, "When will the treatment begin?"

How could Song Qing have agreed to it?

Sensing Qin Ruan’s emotional state, Master Huo stroked her head, providing a measure of comfort.

His thin lips slightly curved, his voice deep and soft, "In the next couple of days."

"I see—"

Qin Ruan’s brows knitted with conflict, her voice carrying a hint of irritability. She felt stifled inside and continued to eat her meal with her head down.

The food no longer tasted as good as before.

She felt somewhat indignant on behalf of Song Qing in her heart.

...

On the spacious road, the black luxury car sped along, Ke Yiming frowning in contemplation in the back seat.

The events of the night felt surreal to him, as if a new world had opened its doors. He hesitated at the threshold, uncertain about entering, yet a curiously itching curiosity about what lay beyond scratched at the bottom of his heart.

Suddenly overcome by the urge to urinate, Ke Yiming shifted his sitting position.

"Uncle Liu, I need to get out to take a break."

"Young master, there’s a public restroom up ahead."

"Then hurry up!"

The sudden urge left Ke Yiming with no room for doubt.

As soon as the car stopped, he pushed open the door and rushed toward the public restroom under the dim yellow streetlight.

The dark night was silent and grim; a crescent moon hanging high in the sky hid behind the clouds as if it feared something.

An abyss of darkness encroached, and the overcast sky shrouded the last ray of light, giving the public restroom under the streetlight a quiet and eerie atmosphere.

Driver Liu, sitting in the car, rubbed his arms, feeling the air suddenly turn cold. He shivered and turned the car’s heater to its maximum setting.

He didn’t see a dark shadow dart into the public restroom. The air was terrifyingly still, as if the darkness wanted to devour everything.

Ke Yiming, relieving himself in the restroom, wasn’t affected by the silence; he could hear the wind outside and the rustling of leaves as the breeze passed through them.

Unknown danger followed the whistle echoing inside the restroom, slowly approaching.

After Ke Yiming finished, he shook his hands out of habit, pulled up his pants, and turned to leave.

His movements were clean and decisive, without any dawdling.

However, as he turned, his eyes uncontrollably widened, and his pupils rapidly contracted under the dim light.

"Ahh!!"

"There’s a Puppet!!"

Ke Yiming’s scream rang out, and he fell to the ground, overwhelmed by the terror of seeing a Puppet.

He was completely undone, his face pale, and his eyes fixated on the bloodied male ghost floating inside the public restroom, clad in tattered suit soaked in blood.

The male ghost’s face was completely mutilated, his eyes gouged out, leaving only a pair of bloody sockets. Cuts from a sharp weapon on his face were so deep that bone was visible, and the surrounding rotting flesh, turned inside out was nauseating.

The male ghost, despite having no eyes, followed Ke Yiming’s fall by slowly lowering his head, his blood sockets staring at him.

"You, don’t come any closer!"

The restroom air swirled with an icy chill as if plunging into an icehouse, enveloping Ke Yiming with a cold dread. He supported himself with trembling hands on the filthy ground, not minding the used tissue paper he touched, and kept backing away.

The male ghost didn’t move but just quietly watched Ke Yiming, filling the cramped space with the stench of blood.

He opened his lips, stained a dark red with blood, and pointed a finger at Ke Yiming, who wished he could faint, "Heh heh..."

Ke Yiming wanted to cry out for help, but he couldn’t make a sound, as if something was stuck in his throat.

Seeing him distraught, the male ghost, like a puppet, with eyebrows faintly furrowed and soaked in fresh blood, moved his soul closer to him.

As soon as he moved, Ke Yiming’s survival instinct kicked in, and he scrambled to his feet, rushing toward the restroom exit.

Just as he was about to step out, an invisible force held him back.

The next second, his body lifted off the ground and uncontrollably slammed into the restroom wall covered in random graffiti.

"Bang!"

"Ah!"

The sound of the impact, along with Ke Yiming’s scream, filled the air simultaneously.

Driver Liu, outside, couldn’t help but hear the muffled noises coming from the restroom.

Thinking that so much time had passed and the young master hadn’t come out yet, he wondered if something had happened.