Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 876: I Want Her to Live a Life Worse Than Death!

Chapter 876: Chapter 876: I Want Her to Live a Life Worse Than Death!

Qin Ruan sat up, twisted her neck, and lifted Huo Anqi’s little chin: "Open your mouth."

"Ah—"

A few small teeth appeared in Huo Anqi’s mouth.

Qin Ruan let go and asked thoughtfully, "Meat, can you chew it?"

Huo Yao eagerly assured, "We can chew! Mom, I want to eat meat!"

Huo Anqi also nodded vigorously.

Qin Ruan rubbed the heads of the two brothers and agreed, "Alright then!"

The mother and her sons got up, washed up, and half an hour later went downstairs to the dining room.

The deliciously steaming lotus root and minced pork steamed egg custard was brought in front of Huo Yao and Huo Anqi by the servants.

The two brothers looked up together, puzzled, at Qin Ruan: "Mom?"

They wanted to eat meat, not egg custard!

The surrounding servants, surprised that the young masters actually spoke up, initially paused but soon continued their tasks as if nothing had happened.

Qin Ruan took a sip of the porridge from the table and lazily replied, "You’re still young. If you want to eat meat, wait a few more months, let’s nourish your delicate stomachs first."

Such little kids wanting to eat big chunks of meat? Although it was Qin Ruan’s first time raising children, she knew it wasn’t right.

However, since the children were craving meat, she had to satisfy their appetites.

The lotus root and minced pork steamed egg custard--with its crisp and fresh mouthfeel from the lotus root, easily digested minced pork, and very delicate and delicious eggs--was most suitable for them.

Huo Yao and Huo Anqi exchanged glances, their faces dropping with resignation as they began to eat small spoonfuls of the lotus root and minced pork steamed egg custard.

While they were halfway through the meal, Qin Ruan’s phone rang.

It was the same number that Ke Zhibin had called from last night, and Qin Ruan was holding a bun filled with beef.

She casually answered the call and put it on speakerphone, then placed her phone on the dining table and started to tear open the juicy bun with both hands.

Labored breathing came from the phone, followed by a frantic, urgent plea for help: "Miss Qin, help! Please save my mother and young son, they’re about to die!!"

The soup from the torn bun flowed down Qin Ruan’s fingers, and she brought the half with the beef soup to her mouth, asking unclearly, "Where are you?"

The fluffy, soft bun skin melted in her mouth, tasting very good, just the way Qin Ruan liked.

Ke Zhibin, crying, reported his villa’s address.

After sending Hen Nianzhen to the police station last night, his elderly mother and young son had shown signs of improvement, and the doctor also said there was no serious problem. Holding the hope that the Hen Nianzhen murder case would be settled without further issues, he had brought his mother and son back home.

But something had gone wrong that morning.

Ke Zhibin’s words were a mess, barely coherent; Qin Ruan didn’t quite catch his meaning.

She finished the other half of the bun, wiped her hands with a napkin from the table, relaxed back into her chair, picked up the phone, turned off the speaker, and brought it to her ear, her voice calm and unruffled: "First, organize your words properly, and we’ll talk when I get there.

By the way, have the money I asked for ready, no bargaining, one billion."

Ke Zhibin didn’t even hesitate: "Alright, alright! I will prepare it right away!"

His urgency showed just how severe the situation was.

Qin Ruan hung up the phone and quickly finished the remaining porridge in her bowl.

She stood up and came behind Huo Yao and Huo Anqi, wrapping her arms around her two sons: "Babies, Mommy needs to step out for a bit. You have to be good at home, no messing up the house, you hear?"

Huo Yao: "Got it, Mommy!"

Huo Anqi: "I’ll be very good."

Qin Ruan looked at her two little ones with a smile in her eyes and kissed them on each side.

"Be good, and wait for Mommy to bring you something tasty!"

Huo Yao’s eyes lit up, and she swallowed her saliva, full of anticipation, "What delicious thing?"

Huo Anqi also stared at her eagerly.

Qin Ruan smiled and said, "Teething sticks."

Huo Yao and Huo Anqi’s mouths fell open in shock.

Teething sticks! Were they supposed to eat that?

They were, after all, the sons of the great Emperor of Fengdu, accustomed to exquisite delicacies, superior drinks, and even mystical fruits and spiritual beasts.

But their mother was making them eat teething sticks—could they refuse?

Huo Yao slowly closed her mouth, blinking her innocent large eyes, and tentatively asked, "Mom, can we not eat it?"

Qin Ruan shook her head, her smile tender, "You need to be good babies. You’ve already grown teeth, chewing more is good for you."

Huo Anqi tugged at her sleeve, wrinkled his small nose, and pursed his lips, saying, "Mom, we won’t eat meat anymore."

He felt that the teething sticks were in retaliation for the morning’s clamor for meat with his brother.

Qin Ruan’s eyes sparked with mirth as she smiled slightly, "You will eat meat in the morning and evening, just grind your teeth well now, and later you can eat to your heart’s content."

She had already prepared to wean them, naturally, the supplementary foods needed to be ready.

Huo Yao and Huo Anqi nearly cried, their naive little faces showing pitiable expressions.

Qin Ruan said, "Mommy is running out of time, you have to be obedient."

She picked up her mobile phone, gave a few instructions to the servants, and then she was about to leave.

One of the servants stood out, respectfully saying, "Madam, the old master hasn’t seen the young masters for two days."

Without a second thought, Qin Ruan said, "Take them to grandpa, and make sure they do not disturb him. If they misbehave, call the third master."

"Yes, Madam—"

...

In North City, a place teeming with wealthy merchants and countless businesses, inside a magnificently decorated villa, the atmosphere was tense and dangerous.

In the large hall, father and son, Ke Zhibin and Ke Yihui, stood at the staircase entrance, listening to the harrowing screams of Ke mother and Ke Yiming from upstairs. Their legs trembled uncontrollably, filled with both worry and horror.

They wanted to go upstairs to check, and though the staircase was right in front of them, their feet simply couldn’t step forward.

It was as though an invisible barrier was stopping them.

"It hurts so bad, ouch! It’s killing me!!"

"Dad, save me! Help me ah—"

The agonizing cries of Ke mother and Ke Yiming rose again, and Ke Zhibin trembled as he clenched his fists tightly.

Ke Yihui, with eyes reddened, asked the person next to him, "Dad, when is Master Qin arriving?"

Ke Zhibin shivered and said, "She should be here soon, we are giving her a billion after all!"

Hearing his aging mother’s strenuous cries of agony, he almost wished to cover his ears, just to ease his bleeding heart.

Ke Yihui gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "I really want to kill Hen Nianzhen myself right now! It’s all her fault, why does she have to torture grandma and little brother!"

Ke Zhibin turned around, his eyes bloodshot as he stared fixedly at the front door, "I won’t let her die easily, I want her to live in endless torment!"

Hatred erupted in his eyes, each word saturated with resentment.

When Qin Ruan arrived, she was stunned by the dark, sky-reaching Evil Qi spreading from the Ke Family villa.

Although the day was clear and the sun beams shot through the clouds, they couldn’t dispel the dark clouds enveloping the Ke Family villa.

A chilly breeze swept through, bringing a bone-chilling cold that made one shiver uncontrollably.