Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 941: Mr. Huo’s Jealousy Spills Over (Two Chapters in One)

Chapter 941: Chapter 941: Mr. Huo’s Jealousy Spills Over (Two Chapters in One)

Fu Yinru noticed the impatience on Huo Yunjiao’s face and felt the distancing aura emanating from him.

His expression unusually grave, he said with a look of apology, "Third Master, we’re aware of the foolish things Fu Ziqiu has done, and we’ll bring him over to apologize to the Third Young Mistress after the New Year."

Huo Yunjiao’s features were delicately handsome as he bowed his head to adjust his sleeve, his tone casual yet serious, "Ruanruan has a bit of a temper; I’m afraid she might maim someone if they provoke her, so let’s just forget about it."

A straightforward and direct refusal without any evasiveness.

Upon hearing these words, Fu Yinru knew that the Fu Family of Sea City had truly angered this noble.

His voice solemn, he persisted, "He did something wrong and should apologize, Third Master. Ziqiu has been spoiled but isn’t bad at heart, please give him a chance to live."

Despite the circumstances, Fu Yinru still pleaded on behalf of Fu Ziqiu, which was unexpected to Huo Yunjiao.

He slowly raised his head, his clear eyes fixing upon Fu Yinru, his unfathomable gaze quietly observing him.

Only when the other’s stern features slightly cracked did Huo Yunjiao lightly laugh and say, "What you say — should I throw him into the sea to feed the fish, then?"

Fu Yinru thought to himself, if thrown into the sea to feed the fish, that would still be too kind.

Fu Kun and Fu Ziqiu’s days were not easy; in Sea City, they were now in deep trouble, shunned by all the Aristocratic Families, clearly because they knew that Fu Ziqiu had offended someone from the Huo Family.

Seeing the atmosphere grow awkward, Xiao Wenrou, who was clinging to Fu Yinru’s arm, spoke up with a coquettish voice, nearly steaming with seduction, "Third Master, Fu Ziqiu was blind to offend the Third Young Mistress, and if we were to really investigate, ten lives wouldn’t be enough for him."

Fu Yinru squinted his eyes, surprised as he glanced at her.

Huo Yunjiao remained indifferent, annoyance flickering in his eyes along with a warning for Xiao Wenrou.

Xiao Wenrou seemed not to see it; her tone shifted, "However, since the Third Young Mistress is the victim, it’s only reasonable for us to bring Fu Ziqiu to apologize to her after the New Year. He did something wrong, so he should pay for his actions.

Moreover, this will also let him see that the esteemed families of Capital City are not comparable to the lesser houses of Sea City, and broaden his narrow sight, making him understand that there’s always someone better and a higher power than oneself."

Her voice started softly and turned into a coo towards the end.

It gave off the impression that there was something ambiguous between her and Third Master Huo.

Thinking of Xiao Wenrou’s troublesome nature, who always created a public scene of chasing and escaping, then being accused of being Xiao Wenrou’s secret admirer, Huo Yunjiao felt a headache coming on.

From his superior position, he looked down at Fu Yinru and Xiao Wenrou, his tone indifferent, "As you wish."

Xiao Wenrou spoke many irrelevant things, but Huo Yunjiao only really listened to one sentence — Qin Ruan was the true person involved in this issue, and she had the ultimate decision-making power.

Hearing Third Master Huo relent, the smile on Xiao Wenrou’s face was brilliantly radiant.

She was like one seeing a beloved, her demeanor tenderly alluring as her eyes intensely fixed on Huo Yunjiao, "Thank you, Third Master; Fu Yinru and I will personally visit another day."

Huo Yunjiao saw her prone to stirring up trouble, nodded reservedly, and quickly stepped past them to leave.

This woman was too dramatic, much less straightforward and simple than his own Ruanruan.

Fu Yinru and Xiao Wenrou watched Huo Yunjiao leave, exchanging a glance that revealed a hint of relief in both their eyes.

Xiao Wenrou played with a lock of hair by her ear, her smile teasing as she looked at the man beside her, her tone proud, "How about it? Aren’t you going to thank me this time?"

Fu Yinru, as if seeing his wife for the first time, raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "It seems your relationship with Third Master Huo isn’t as the outside world rumors it to be."

He wasn’t upset by Xiao Wenrou’s intent to climb up to Third Master Huo, thereby making herself seem pretentious.

Xiao Wenrou lifted her seductive eyes, "How so?"

"It is said that you are hopelessly in love with Third Master Huo, seeking him unrequitedly yet unwavering in your devotion."

Fu Yinru’s tone was cold, as if discussing someone else’s affairs.

Xiao Wenrou, who had just been all smiles, instantly switched her expression.

She revealed a sorrowful look that evoked pity, rubbing her tearless eyes with her finger, and said in anguish, "I didn’t expect you to find out, my dear. You wouldn’t divorce me over this, would you?"

The speed at which Xiao Wenrou changed her face was faster than flipping through a book, a typical two-faced act.

Fu Yinru’s temples throbbed violently, and the corners of his lips twitched as he watched his wife’s expression, which was extremely nuanced.

He patted the tender white hand wrapped around his arm and sighed softly, "Wenrou—"

Xiao Wenrou, still immersed in self-pity, wore a face troubled by love, utterly oblivious to Fu Yinru’s eerie gaze.

She shyly tilted her head, her eyes brimming with love as she gazed in the direction Huo Yunjiao had left.

There was no sight of Master Huo anymore; her eyes exuded nostalgia and affection, just as Fu Yinru had said—her infatuation with Master Huo was so deep that even without reciprocation, her love remained unchanged.

After a while, Xiao Wenrou sobbed pretentiously, "Yinru, I can never forget Master Huo in this lifetime. He is irreplaceable by any man and is my one and only first love.

Our families’ marriage was an alliance for mutual benefits. We were doomed to be emotionally distant. It really wrongs you; I don’t mean to hurt you, you must understand my feelings, right?"

Xiao Wenrou sniffled, suppressing the urge to vomit, and again melodramatically wiped the corners of her eyes before looking up at Fu Yinru with a pitiful face.

Then, she met her husband’s odd and indescribable expression, along with the man standing beside him.

Fu Yinru, seeing that she had finally snapped out of her dramatic immersion, apologized to the elegant man beside him, "I’m sorry, young master Qin, my wife had too much to drink, she’s talking nonsense."

Qin Jingcen’s deep eyes harbored a hint of fierceness as he glanced at Xiao Wenrou with a piercing look, his discontent spreading.

His thin lips parted slightly, his voice cold and grave, "Madam Fu should drink less with her low tolerance. Drinking too much not only harms the body but also stimulates the brain to malfunction, leading to delusions and even early onset dementia."

Xiao Wenrou, insulted indirectly and cursed with dementia, demonstrated how to flip her façade on the spot.

She glared, sneering coldly at Qin Jingcen, "Who are you? Where did you spring from?!"

Qin Jingcen’s dark eyes flashed a chilling light as he smirked, "I am unworthy, the older brother of Master Huo’s wife. Madam Fu, despite being a married woman, still harbors thoughts for a married man; is this the unique family teaching of the Xiao family?

If so, then I, Qin, have been enlightened."

Qin Jingcen’s biting words would even surprise Qin Ruan.

The usually genteel Qin Jingcen, unexpectedly, paid his respects to the entire Xiao family, inside and out.

Upon learning Qin Jingcen’s identity, Xiao Wenrou’s scalp tingled, and she hurriedly gestured, "No, no, no, you’re mistaken!"

Recalling Qin Ruan’s peculiar abilities, and Master Huo’s brutality towards women, she feared for her life.

Fu Yinru stepped forward, shielding Xiao Wenrou and indulgently said, "Young Master Qin, Wenrou often jokes. She was really just joking earlier. There are always some frictions between spouses; I upset her, and she said those things deliberately to make me angry."

Of course, Qin Jingcen did not believe it. The fury in his eyes dissipated, and he said indifferently, "I see. Then I sincerely wish Mr. Fu and Madam Fu a hundred years of happiness and to grow old together."

Fu Yinru smiled as he accepted the blessings, "Thank you."

"I won’t disturb you further."

Qin Jingcen’s dark eyes shifted towards Xiao Wenrou, a cold curve forming on his lips, as he moved toward the direction where Qin Ruan and his younger brother were.

After he left, Xiao Wenrou raised her hand to Fu Yinru’s chest, accusingly questioned, "What were you doing? Master Huo’s brother-in-law came over, and you didn’t even warn me!"

Her face now bore no trace of the previous affection or charming softness, filled with uncontrollable anger and a cold glare that seemed ready to tear Fu Yinru apart in rage.

Fu Yinru, smiling, spread his hands innocently, "Madam, I’ve been wronged. It was you who were caught up in your own act, when I tapped your hand to remind you."

Xiao Wenrou squinted her cold eyes, skeptically asking, "Really? Why didn’t I feel it?"

Fu Yinru rubbed his temple, admitted honestly, "It’s because you were too engrossed in your act."

"A play?" Xiao Wenrou sneered, "Who told you it’s a play? Ask anyone here who doesn’t know how long I’ve been chasing after Third Master Huo and that there is no woman who loves him more deeply and loyally than I do."

Fu Yinru’s expression slightly changed, and her gaze shifted past Xiao Wenrou to someone behind her, lowering her voice, "Young Master Qin is here again."

Xiao Wenrou instinctively straightened up, her cold demeanor giving way to a pleasing smile, and she slowly turned around.

She had braced herself to face Qin Jingcen’s return, possibly to hear his fury at her rampant stories.

But when she turned back, there was nobody there.

Where she looked, there was no Qin Jingcen; it was clear that Fu Yinru was playing her.

Xiao Wenrou’s face showed a fierce glare, angrily staring at the man beside her who could barely contain his laughter, enraged to the point of spitting fire.

"Fu, Yin, Ru! You’re playing me!"

Fu Yinru touched his nose, coughed lightly with a chuckle, "Alright, alright, thanks to Madam for speaking highly of me in front of Third Master. The Long Family is also here, let’s go greet them."

He raised his hand to loop around Xiao Wenrou’s shoulder, but she smacked his hand away with a snap.

"Stay away from me, you schemer!"

Xiao Wenrou felt she had encountered her nemesis.

Originally, she had married into the Fu Family for the sake of the Xiao Family, to ensure that her clan could continue to stand firm in Capital City without incurring the wrath of the Huo Family.

Secondly, it was because the Fu Family was a newly prominent family in Capital City, and marrying into it was a declaration of allegiance to the Huo Family and a way for the Xiao Family to find its own value; it was inevitable that the Fu Family would become involved with the aristocratic families of Capital City, forcing her to choose to marry into the Fu Family.

The marriage alliance between the Fu and Xiao families did not just represent the two families but involved multiple powers.

Xiao Wenrou’s value lay in her ability to act as a mediator between the Fu Family and other families, supervising the Fu Family while keeping them compliant and clear about the various powers in Capital City.

Initially, she thought it would be fine to marry Fu Yinru and lead separate lives, just like when she first married Nangong Chang.

After spending some time with Fu Yinru, she truly saw through this man.

He was clearly a wolf in human’s clothing, and his favorite thing was to play her.

She had already suffered losses at the hands of Fu Yinru numerous times, still unlearnt and unsure whether it was because the enemy was too cunning, or if she was just too foolish.

Xiao Wenrou, holding back a belly full of anger, walked up to the Long Family members and almost instantaneously, a harmless charming smile appeared on her face.

Fu Yinru followed at a leisurely pace by her side, observing every change in her facial expressions, his dark eyes flashing a faint, emotionless smile.

...

When Huo Yunjiao found Qin Ruan in the rest area, she was having a lively conversation with a young man who was both charming and handsome.

Qin Ruan, holding Huo Anqi in her lap and pinching the child’s little hand, beamed joyously at the man sitting next to her.

It was unclear what they were talking about, but their radiant smiles were somewhat dazzling.

Huo Yunjiao narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly, discreetly sizing up the man sitting next to Qin Ruan; he looked very young, and sitting together, it was easy to mistake them for a family.

He walked forward with unhurried steps, his eyes calm and expression unchanged.

In the resting area removed from the noisy crowd, Qin Ruan’s gaze inadvertently fell on the gracefully composed Huo Yunjiao.

Watching the approaching man, she bent her eyes in a smile, affectionately saying, "Has Third Master finally gotten free?"

Her tone carried a hint of teasing.

Lei Ning, sitting next to Qin Ruan, immediately stood up upon seeing the advancing man.

He keenly sensed a slight hostility in Third Master’s cool demeanor, unsure of the reason behind it.

Huo Yunjiao stood commandingly in front of the two, exuding an air of nobility and the refined demeanor of an aristocratic family’s young master from his very bones.

His gentle gaze fell on Lei Ning, and he asked in a kind tone, "Who might this be?"

Qin Ruan replied with a smile, "Lei Ning, the young master of the Lei Family."

Lei Ning met Huo Yunjiao’s scrutiny without panic, nodding humbly yet confidently, "Third Master."

Upon learning of the other’s identity, a realization flickered in Huo Yunjiao’s eyes, and the deep-seated displeasure in his dark pupils dissipated slightly.

He acknowledged Lei Ning with a grunt, his voice cool, "Hello."

Next, without giving Lei Ning another glance, he naturally walked over to Qin Ruan and sat down next to her, deftly taking the quiet and well-behaved Huo Anqi from her arms into his own.

Lei Ning stood awkwardly in place, suddenly having an epiphany as if guessing at the subtle hostility Huo Yunjiao had shown him.

He swallowed nervously and said considerately, "I have friends waiting for me, so I won’t disturb the Third Master and the young madam."

Qin Ruan was busy freeing her fingers from her little son’s grasp.

Huo Anqi, held away by the Third Master, still clutched her index finger.

Hearing Lei Ning was leaving, Qin Ruan, without lifting her head, waved her other hand dismissively at him.

After Lei Ning left, Huo Yunjiao’s thin lips curved into a faint smile, and he asked nonchalantly, "What did he want with you?"

Qin Ruan, completely unaware of the Third Master’s jealousy, found it strange that right after Lei Ning left, Huo Anqi had let go of her finger.

She pinched Huo Anqi’s tender cheek and replied, "Nothing much, just saw that I was also here and came to say hello."

Qin Mei, sitting across from them, entertaining Huo Yao and Xueqiu, couldn’t help but tease, "Little sister, didn’t you smell a sourness in the air?"

"Hmm?" Qin Ruan was puzzled.

She sniffed the air where the scent of alcohol and pastries mingled with the perfume from the crowd, noting nothing sour.

Qin Ruan, smiling, looked at Qin Mei, "What sourness?"

"Smell your brother-in-law, it’s such a strong vinegar smell, I could dip dumplings in it."

Qin Mei, unabashedly cheeky, lifted the lid off Huo Yunjiao’s proverbial jar of vinegar.

Huo Yunjiao, composed as always, responded lightly, "Don’t listen to his nonsense."

He leaned nonchalantly against the sofa, his posture noble and elegant, his voice clear and melodious, hardly the image of a man consumed by jealousy.

"Really?" Qin Ruan looked doubtful, unsure whether to believe or not.

Huo Yunjiao’s handsome face softened, and he calmly stated, "I just thought that person looked somewhat unfamiliar."

Qin Ruan slightly raised her eyebrows, tentatively believed him, and did not pursue it further.

Just then, a young man dressed in a business suit hurriedly ran over.

"Mrs. Huo, save me!"

The man ran straight toward Qin Ruan, not even glancing at Huo Yunjiao beside her, seeing her as a lifeline.

Qin Ruan turned around to see the newcomer, who had quite handsome features, though his under-eye circles were dark and his spirit seemed lacking, all signs of excessive indulgence.

Just as he was about to pounce on Qin Ruan, Huo Yunjiao stretched a long leg out, blocking the young man from getting close to his wife.

"He Mingjin, what do you think you’re doing?"

Huo Yunjiao’s cool, displeased voice, cold enough to freeze three feet of ice, filled everyone’s ears, clearly indicating his displeasure.