Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 984: Fu Ziqiu: Okay! I’ll listen to everything daddy says!

Chapter 984: Chapter 984: Fu Ziqiu: Okay! I’ll listen to everything daddy says!

"What the hell is going on here?"

Josh, following behind, had his eyes full of gossip, his face showing the excited look of someone about to watch a drama unfold.

It wasn’t just him, Qin Ruan, Huo Yunjiao, and Fu Yinru, all three of them were baffled by Fu Ziqiu’s sudden and bizarre behavior.

Fu Ziqiu, clutching Qin Ruan’s thighs, wailed, "Madam, I was just drunk that day, I failed to recognize Mount Tai, I was malicious, I was lowly, I was foolish, I was inhumane, please, for the sake of your magnanimity, spare me!

You have no idea what kind of days I’ve been through. They refused to give me food or water, and I’ve been severely beaten up by everyone in the family!"

He looked up, revealing his face marred with injuries, "Look at my face, it was my cousin who did it. If they keep on hitting me like this, I will lose half my life. Madam, please have mercy on me and forgive me this once!"

Qin Ruan was suddenly struck by a flash of memory, recalling the night in Sea City when she, intoxicated, threatened Fu Ziqiu to kneel down and call her ’dad’.

Looking at his swollen face now, it was utterly different from his appearance that night.

That night, being drunk let her true self free, even exposing her nature in front of the lord, and ended up agreeing to an unfair treaty.

Qin Ruan tried to pull her leg away, attempting to escape from Fu Ziqiu’s grip.

Thinking she had forgiven him. Fu Ziqiu believed his fate was sealed today.

He tightened his grip on Qin Ruan’s legs and cried even more miserably, "Dad, I’ll call you ’dad’! Please forgive me this time. I will never dare again, I’ll be at your beck and call!"

Qin Ruan looked embarrassed, "No, let’s just talk this out properly."

Fu Ziqiu, sensing her leniency, immediately held back his tears and kept nodding, "Okay! I’ll listen to whatever dad says!"

Being called ’dad’ by such a grown man made Qin Ruan feel like she had aged at least twenty years, and her mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Huo Yunjiao glanced coldly at Fu Ziqiu clinging to Qin Ruan’s legs, his handsome and reserved face showing displeasure, his voice low and detached, "We don’t have such a big son in our family, the Huo Family has no descendent as accomplished as you."

His eyebrows and eyes showed a hint of impatience, it was clear to anyone that the third master was not happy.

Fu Ziqiu was aware of his status and his body shrank a little, not daring to make another sound.

But his arms, wrapped around Qin Ruan’s thighs, didn’t loosen in the slightest.

He was terrified that relaxing his grip would cost him his life.

Fu Yinru, frustrated by his cousin’s antics, walked over and gave him a kick, "Get up, you’re a grown man. Aren’t you embarrassed?"

Fu Ziqiu looked up and met his cousin’s stern gaze, releasing a dangerous glint as if understanding something.

He slowly released Qin Ruan’s legs and looked up at Fu Yinru with watery eyes, sobbing, "I’m not embarrassed, I’m hungry! You all didn’t give me food to eat!"

"Look at how pitiful you are!"

Fu Yinru might have sounded disdainful, but he still bent down to help him up from the ground, pulling out a handkerchief from his coat pocket and patiently wiped his cousin’s dirty face.

Today, he brought his cousin to apologize, just to protect him, to prevent him from being stubborn and defiant. These past few days he had not spared him from hardship.

Unexpectedly, he went too far in his lesson, and the kid started howling ’dad’ at the sight of Qin Ruan.

Qin Ruan, observing Fu Ziqiu’s pitiful state, felt a mix of anger and amusement.

Angry at his arrogance when he was drunk, amused that a young master with the backing of an aristocratic family was disciplined enough to even cry out ’dad.’ She wondered how much suffering he had endured.

Huo Yunjiao wrapped her arm around Qin Ruan’s shoulder, her gaze fixed on Fu Ziqiu, calm as still water, with an air of displeasure and alienation emanating from her.

She turned her head and instructed Huo Qiang standing beside her, "Have the kitchen prepare some food for the young Fu, nothing too greasy."

No matter how unwelcome the Fu brothers were, this was not the time to lose the Huo Family’s basic manners as hosts.

"Yes, Third Master—" Huo Qiang turned and left.

Fu Yinru heard this with his brother Fu Ziqiu, their expressions differing.

Fu Ziqiu’s eyes sparkled as he eagerly watched the Third Master, his face looking as if he had seen a savior.

Fu Yinru, with a helpless expression, helped his cousin to sit on a chair and apologized to Huo Yunjiao and Qin Ruan, "Ziqiu hasn’t suffered much. This time, the family is determined to give him a lesson to remember. I’m sorry for any disrespect towards the Third Master and the young Madam."

Qin Ruan, pulled by Huo Yunjiao to the seat of honor, sighed at the sight of Fu Ziqiu’s injured face, "The matter is already in the past, why bother coming all this way."

She had long since put that night’s events out of her mind.

All things considered, she hadn’t lost anything, and Fu Ziqiu even ended up with an injured leg.

The matter was settled, there was no need to dredge up old grievances and make both parties uncomfortable.

Fu Yinru stood beside his cousin, his demeanor as strict as a veteran official’s, possessing the composed temperament of an older generation.

His hand on Fu Ziqiu’s shoulder, he shook his head at Qin Ruan, his deep, magnetic voice seriously saying, "Ziqiu’s perspective on life is too narrow, short-sighted. Having stayed in his comfort zone for too long, he’s forgotten the basics of being human.

The last incident was entirely his fault, and it is only reasonable that he should receive your forgiveness in person, but of course, even if you don’t forgive him, it’s his own fault."

Fu Ziqiu’s body jolted, nearly jumping up in agitation, but his brother firmly held him down, preventing him from acting rashly.

He looked pitifully at Qin Ruan, "Dad—"

Upon hearing this, Qin Ruan hastily interrupted him, "Don’t! Young Master Fu, let’s not bring up that title again. I really can’t have a son of your age."

Fu Ziqiu sniffled, his eyes reddening as he stared straight at her, "In my life, aside from eating, drinking, and having fun, I’ve really done nothing unforgivable. Please don’t hold it against me. I know I was wrong, and I’ll behave more modestly from now on."

Qin Ruan held the Third Master’s hand under the table.

She squeezed his well-defined fingers, her gaze falling on the table surface before her, her voice casually saying, "Young Master Fu’s character doesn’t interest me, but there are a few things I’d like to ask you."

"Ask away!"

Fu Ziqiu, enduring the pain in his leg, sat up straight, his posture as upright as that of a schoolboy.

Qin Ruan lifted her eyelids, her black pupils gazing at Fu Ziqiu, her cool gaze reflecting an icy chill, "Have you ever forced yourself on any other girl?"

Fu Ziqiu shook his head vigorously like a rattle drum, "No! Never!"

He refuted without the slightest hesitation.

Qin Ruan’s lips curled slightly, "Then how do you explain what happened at the tavern?"

Mentioning this, Fu Ziqiu looked pained, his voice guilty, "I really didn’t mean to cross you that day, it was just about saving face in front of those fair-weather friends."

Qin Ruan asked another question, "If it had been any other woman, would you not have succeeded?"

"Impossible!" Fu Ziqiu said firmly, "In the past, as soon as I disclosed my identity, which woman wouldn’t want to stick to me? You were the first to refuse and scold me. I was just too drunk, disoriented, acting high and mighty and that’s why I made those foolish mistakes."