Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 870 Huo Yao Instantly Sets a Flag, Ruanruan Seeks Help from Third Master

Chapter 870: Chapter 870 Huo Yao Instantly Sets a Flag, Ruanruan Seeks Help from Third Master

As soon as Qin Ruan spoke, the suffocating, smokeless tension that filled the room dissipated in an instant.

Huo Yao and Huo Anqi’s pairs of dark, round eyes stared intently at Qin Ruan without blinking.

Meeting their "innocent and pure" gazes, Qin Ruan’s heart melted.

She remembered that in her previous life, she had a premature birth with only one child in her womb, who was born lifeless, and later, the grandfather found them and named the child Huo Yao.

At that time, she was in a rather bad situation and should have been carrying twins, but due to the emotional stress from her father’s, elder brother’s, and second brother’s experiences, as well as the living conditions in the prison, the other child failed to develop.

If she really had to determine which of Huo Yao and Huo Anqi was older, she would be at a loss.

Learning about the battle of wits between two children in the womb, Qin Ruan found it a little bit funny and sad.

She extended her arms and hugged both treasures close, saying earnestly, "Both of you are mommy and daddy’s treasures, it doesn’t matter who’s older. There’s no reason for the older brother to always give in to the younger brother, nor for the younger brother to have the excuse to be more delicate.

"The same blood flows in your veins, and once the elders of this world are gone, you’ll be each other’s closest kin. What mom and dad can do is to split everything we have in two for you, whether it be love or worldly possessions. We don’t ask for you to be friendly toward each other, but we do hope you stand united and not allow outsiders to bully you."

Huo Anqi squeezed Qin Ruan’s finger, his voice unusually tender, "But I want to be the older brother."

The younger son’s fixation on being the older brother brought a laugh to Qin Ruan, who gently asked, "Why do you want to be the older brother?"

Huo Anqi glared at Huo Yao with a resentful look and said in a downtrodden tone, "Huo Yao has been telling me since I was aware that I was the older brother and that I should let him have his way. I’ve always let him have his way, even giving him half of the nutrients."

Qin Ruan glanced at Huo Yao with a half-smile and countered, "But now Ayao is the older brother."

The older son was indeed the first to be taken from the womb by the doctors, a fact that couldn’t be changed.

Huo Yao didn’t feel the least bit guilty, his small fists clenched tight as he expectantly looked at Qin Ruan, "I was always the older brother. Anqi had health issues. If it wasn’t for me giving him the nutrients I absorbed from the start, he might not have been born at all. I am the older brother!"

Qin Ruan narrowed her eyes slightly, not knowing about this twist, "Then why did Ayao deceive Anqi into thinking he was the older brother?"

Huo Yao puffed up with indignation, "Who knew he would be so greedy? He used to be so tiny, but soon he became stronger than me. I was afraid he’d be born before me, so I tricked him into yielding to me."

Qin Ruan asked further, "Then how did you know you were the older brother?"

Huo Yao replied as if it were a matter of course, "Because I was the first to become conscious!"

Huo Anqi tugged on Qin Ruan’s finger, his delicate little face covered with a layer of frost, "You were the first to deceive!"

Indeed, he had become aware later, but he still wasn’t reconciled, realizing deep down that he probably wouldn’t get the chance to be the older brother.

Huo Yao’s little hands planted on his hips, he chuckled defiantly, "If I hadn’t tricked you, my position as the older brother wouldn’t be secure! It’s your fault for having a bottomless constitution, sucking up most of the nutrients every day!"

Huo Anqi clung to his claim, not backing down, "But you still shouldn’t have deceived me!"

The two children glared at each other, neither willing to give in.

Qin Ruan felt a headache coming on, pressing her hand against her brow; she didn’t know how to resolve the conflict between the two children.

She also wondered how the grandfather would settle this.

Qin Ruan looked at her older son and tentatively said, "Ayao, why don’t you apologize to Aqi?"

"No way!"

Before Huo Yao could speak, Huo Anqi was the first to reject the idea.

Huo Yao was still hesitating whether she really should apologize when Huo Anqi’s tone instantly irritated her. "Apologize to you? Dream on! Don’t even think about it!"

She puffed up her cheeks and made a bold declaration on the spot, fearing future embarrassment.

Seeing the two children start to bicker again, Qin Ruan felt a headache coming on.

She reached for the cellphone that had been thrown aside, opened up the video from the children’s room’s surveillance, edited the clip where Huo Yao and Huo Anqi were arguing, and sent it directly to Huo Eldest in the company.

Although it was fulfilling for parents to watch their children grow up playing and squabbling with each other,

Qin Ruan’s upbringing had been different, lacking in childish innocence and only knowing that the strong prevail.

Children who grew up in orphanages fought desperately for a bite to eat, their sole goal being survival, even if it meant being subservient to others.

Qin Ruan could not yet find a perfect solution to the conflict between Huo Yao and Huo Anqi and had no choice but to seek help from Eldest Huo.

Qin Ruan showed Huo Yao and Huo Anqi the cellphone, letting them clearly see the message she had just sent out, implying meaningfully, "Since neither of you wants to back down from the other, I’ve already sent the video to your dad. Let him solve this matter personally."

Huo Anqi: "Mommy!"

Huo Yao: "No, please!"

The children’s pitiful cries rang out, nearly lifting off the roof.

This showed just how big a shadow the involvement of Eldest Huo held for them.

Qin Ruan looked like the ultimate victor, her face filled with a brilliant smile, very satisfied as she said, "Be good, your dad has a very mild temper, and he will definitely solve this issue fairly and justly."

Huo Yao knelt beside Qin Ruan, gazing at her with puppy-dog eyes: "Mommy, can the message still be withdrawn?"

Qin Ruan smiled and shook her head, dimming the cellphone screen in the process, leaving no chance for regret.

Huo Anqi’s little face was tense, and although his eyes seemed calm, the little hand gripping Qin Ruan’s fingers involuntarily tightened its grip.

HEA Group.

Huo Yunjiao sat in the main seat of the conference room, his long legs crossed elegantly, his demeanor frosty and eyes cold, arrogantly overlooking the subordinates on either side of him.

His face was stern as he delivered commands in an unsteady voice, causing everyone present to break out in a cold sweat.

Just yesterday, when Eldest Huo left the company, he encountered a fierce assassination attempt.

The assassination was ferocious, with the enemy determined to take Eldest Huo down with them.

The assassin’s moves were swift and brutal but not a match for the Huo Family’s Secret Guard Department. The guards, led by Huo Qiang, swiftly dealt with the situation, taking several barely surviving captives back to the Punishment Hall of the old residence overnight.

And this morning, the remaining captives revealed the mastermind behind the scenes—the Royal Family of Fuluo Country, which had sent more than one wave of assassins after the Huo Family.

With the mastermind identified, the Huo Family was ready to strike back.

Just moments ago, Huo Yunjiao had issued several orders, directing that two-thirds of the weapons stored in the factory be transported in batches to the countries surrounding Fuluo Country.

Even the most advanced espionage and precise weapons were given to the neighboring countries for use, with a single request: they must achieve comprehensive monitoring of every move in Fuluo Country.

This was clearly preparation for war.

His subordinates seated below were filled with panic, some even pulling out handkerchiefs to wipe the sweat from their foreheads.