Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 980: Xia Yunchen Exposed, Jealousy Runs High in Master Huo

Chapter 980: Chapter 980: Xia Yunchen Exposed, Jealousy Runs High in Master Huo

Huo Yunjiao helped Qin Ruan take off the clothes that had a faint musty smell from outside and placed a pillow behind her head.

He covered her with the blanket, lay down beside her, and propped his head up with one hand to watch her.

Such an elegant and noble Third Master with a casual and languid posture was extremely enticing.

He rubbed Qin Ruan’s earlobe and said in a soft voice, "If you don’t want to have children, we won’t have them. You, Ayao, and Anqi, the three of you are enough for me."

Qin Ruan turned to look at him, a conflicted expression in her eyes.

She pursed her lips and said, "It’s not that I don’t want to have children; what’s meant to be will be. Let’s just go with the flow."

Whether they had a child or not was out of their control.

It was her obsession with having children in the past life, after losing Huo Yao and Huo Anqi, that had caused her great pain.

If they were to have another child in the future, she found herself somewhat looking forward to having a daughter.

She wondered if it was the Third Master’s influence or a genuine desire in her heart to have a little girl.

Huo Yunjiao chuckled softly, "Okay, whatever you want."

He held Qin Ruan in his arms and kissed her forehead, "Sleep well, sweet dreams."

Qin Ruan breathed a sigh of relief, wished him a good night, and closed her eyes.

In the cold depths of the night, some rest easily, while others lie awake.

In South City, within a grand mansion.

Xia Yunchen, standing in front of a second-floor French window, wore only a thin nightgown, the cold night breeze brushing against him, yet he felt not the biting cold.

His handsome hands rested on the railing as he looked up at the dimly lit night sky, his silky hair cascading down his back, and his visage was as elegantly ethereal as a banished immortal.

Behind him was the tall and reserved Changyuan, who reported in a steady tone the commotion caused by the trending topics on various platforms tonight.

To divert public attention, the Huo Family had spared no efforts to bring out the Cabinet Guard Squad to capture the interest of the masses.

Commoners always had a keen interest in the Noble circle, especially the ’daily life’ at the center of power.

For instance, a feature on the Cabinet Guard Squad during Chinese New Year, appearing only from behind on the screen, sharing about the psychological stress they experience protecting those in power, as well as anecdotes from within the team.

Everything they shared was within the permitted range, mostly clichés, but with some novel additions to pique the curiosity of netizens.

Public opinion is easily manipulated, just give the netizens a direction, and everyone will be led by the nose.

Most of them won’t believe their own eyes in what they see but will follow the guidance of manipulated narratives by crafty people, like Qin Ruan’s profile shot incident, where many overlooked the metaphysical and supernatural details.

This time, the Huo Family used the biggest downside of netizens—their short attention span—to suppress trending searches.

But involving the Cabinet Guard Squad was overkill, using a cleaver to kill a chicken.

Aware that the trending searches were controlled by the Huo Family, and that all information regarding Qin Ruan had been meticulously deleted, Xia Yunchen confirmed his suspicions without showing much surprise.

His thin lips parted slightly, and he sighed in his refined voice, "Does Third Master Huo consider Aruan his private possession, driven by possessiveness, or does he genuinely have feelings for her?"

He was somewhat unable to understand, nor did he dare to hope for the best.

Changyuan frowned deeply and without hesitation said, "Probably the former; he has always been very stingy and holds grudges."

His words carried an unmistakable resentment towards the Third Master.

Xia Yunchen turned around, leaned against the railing, and looked at Changyuan with a smile in his graceful and indifferent eyes, "Has the Huo Family investigated the online sketch of Aruan?"

Changyuan nodded emphatically, "Yes!"

Xia Yunchen’s gaze lowered, and he looked at the original sketch of Qin Ruan on the balcony table, his voice subtly hinting, "Let them investigate; better if they trace it back to me."

In this world, except for him, who else could personally draw Aruan’s true visage from a past life?

He was certain that by putting the sketch online, the Third Master would inevitably see Qin Ruan’s true face.

As for the consequences, he had considered them—it was nothing more than Third Master Huo regaining his memory.

Life is dull. His sister cannot be by his side. He has lingering frustrations in his heart, and he needs to vent his dissatisfaction.

If the Huo Family really found him here, he also wanted to test the depth of Third Master Huo and see what his true intentions towards Qin Ruan were.

The scene of their turning against each other in enmity was still vivid in his mind. How could he be at ease letting his sister stay by the side of such a person?

Xia Yunchen placed one hand over his steadily beating heart, a flicker of guilt flashing momentarily through his eyes before it disappeared without a trace.

Even if Aruan had many flaws, the Tu Mountain Nine-tailed Fox Clan had already repaid past grudges and kindnesses.

The Netherworld quaked, he, with his own body, sacrificed a hundred thousand unforgivably wicked puppets to save the Emperor of Fengdu, causing countless members of the Divine Clan to fall. Such a tragic cost was enough.

Suddenly, Changyuan spoke, "Master, Lan An has come to Capital City, and Hu Yixian has also repeatedly expressed his wish to see you."

Xia Yunchen slightly furrowed his brows, and spoke in displeased tone, "Do not see him, it’s annoying."

Right now, he was only concerned about his sister’s safety and the upcoming variables.

Xia Yunchen looked up once more, his profound gaze unwavering as he stared intently at the Ziwei Emperor Star.

Just two days ago, the Ziwei Emperor Star was faint, yet today it shone with peculiar brightness, as if regaining the glory of its heyday, outshining all nearby stars with its brilliance.

He twisted his brows, a hint of confusion emanated from his dark eyes, "Changyuan, do you think he has regained his memory?"

Changyuan followed his master’s gaze into the starry sky and shook his head, "I do not know."

"Let it be." Xia Yunchen turned and walked away, his tone conveying many hints of helplessness.

The long hair that trailed behind him lifted in the breeze, floating with an elegant and graceful arc, each movement exuding a noble and extraordinary aura.

Changyuan did not leave. He stood where his master had just been, his red eyes fixated on the Ziwei Emperor Star, his powerful and handsome face showing signs of worry.

He had lost some memories, but his master’s had been restored.

The relationship between them should have grown closer, yet their interactions had become strangely distant—not in words or deeds, but rather a separation had formed from the bottom of his heart.

Changyuan had a gut feeling that the memories he lost were very important to him.

"Changyuan, come in."

The command of Xia Yunchen echoed from within the room.

Changyuan cast his gaze downward, composing his expression, and walked into the room with no sign of emotion.

...

The next day.

Huo Yunjiao woke up early in the morning and received the investigation results from the Hidden Guard.

The sketch of Qin Ruan was not the work of any renowned artist, but was created by the Film Emperor Xia Yunchen.

Thinking of that man, the slight smile on Third Master Huo’s lips sank, a hint of surprise flickering across his clear and bright eyes.

He remembered Huo Zhi once said that Xia Yunchen intended to sabotage his marriage with Ruanruan.

At that time, he had merely laughed it off, thinking it was just a star and hadn’t taken it seriously.

Now, looking at the portrait of Qin Ruan drawn by the other party, he wondered what kind of feelings had compelled him to depict his Ruanruan so perfectly yet so cold and heartless.

What exactly did Xia Yunchen want to do, and why had he portrayed Qin Ruan as having an arrogant poise that seemed to disregard everything in the world?

Huo Yunjiao subdued the icy and dangerous look in his eyes, put down the tablet in his hand, and no longer looked at the sketch drawn by the man who wanted to ruin his marriage.

His sharp eyes lifted slightly as he commanded Huo Qiang, standing by his side, "Check into this Xia Yunchen for me. I want all his detailed information."

Huo Qiang presented the folder he was holding to Huo Yunjiao, "All of Film Emperor Xia’s information is here. Everything is very normal, but there is one unclear matter, his retirement at the peak of his career, which is highly suspicious."

Huo Yunjiao took the folder, casually flipping through it while asking, "How many times has he been in contact with Madam?"

Huo Qiang respectfully reported, "Not much, just two or three times. Film Emperor Xia met with Madam before his retirement due to a female star being murdered at a hotel, but later it was found to be a misunderstanding. After this incident, Film Emperor Xia announced his retirement, without any prior warning.

Yahuang Entertainment had an exclusive team for Xia Yunchen, they secured numerous jobs for him, with a schedule planned three years ahead. His retirement caused tremendous losses, and the penalty for breach of contract alone amounted to hundreds of millions."

Huo Yunjiao’s gaze sharply paused as he saw a photo inserted among the files.

Xia Yunchen and Qin Ruan were in a dimly lit grove at night, an ambiguous atmosphere spreading between them, as if they were lovers in a secret late-night encounter.