Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 986: Sister Ruan: Kneel down, and I’ll apologize to you!

Chapter 986: Chapter 986: Sister Ruan: Kneel down, and I’ll apologize to you!

Fu Ziqiu sprawled on the desk feigning death, his injured leg trembling from time to time.

Qin Ruan fondled the gift box by her hand, a smile in her eyes that seemed to be both there and not.

Inside the spacious reception hall, an eerie silence had fallen.

Fu Yinru walked over to his cousin, grabbed him by the collar, and hauled him up from his seat, dragging him to Qin Ruan’s feet.

He said coldly, "Ziqiu, apologize to the third young madam!"

Fu Ziqiu looked at Qin Ruan timidly, licking his lips nervously, "Third young madam, Master, Dad! I’m sorry!"

Qin Ruan sat casually, a languid air about her, her glance nonchalantly sweeping over him, "I accept your apology, and I’ve also been at fault."

The only mistake she had made was getting drunk that day, revealing her true nature in front of the third master and signing an unfair treaty.

Fu Ziqiu misunderstood, hastily shaking his head and saying eagerly, "No, no, no! It’s all my fault, you’re not to blame at all."

"How could that be."

Qin Ruan observed his frightened demeanor, her eyes moving downward to fix on Fu Ziqiu’s leg encased in plaster.

Suddenly, she laughed carelessly, "You were injured by me, don’t you resent me for that?"

Fu Ziqiu thought she felt guilty and troubled by her conscience, and he was immediately touched, his nervousness dissipating.

Resisting the urge to rub his hands together, an embarrassed smile appeared on his woeful face, "Actually, this is also my own doing. If the third young madam really feels troubled, let’s consider it a case of ’no fighting, no acquaintance.’ Let’s just apologize to each other, and we can call this matter settled."

Qin Ruan scrutinized Fu Ziqiu carefully, not seeing the slightest hint of humor on his face, and couldn’t help but find it amusing.

The smile deepened in her eyes, her tone melodic and gentle as she said slowly, "Come on, kneel down. I’ll apologize to you."

"..." Fu Ziqiu was stunned, doubting he had heard correctly.

"Whoosh!"

Josh, who was watching from the sidelines, whistled in good spirits.

His little cousin-in-law was indeed no ordinary person; speaking of apologies, yet her domineering vibe was so endearingly likable.

Huo Yunjiao, seated beside Qin Ruan, had not anticipated the situation to turn out this way.

"Ahem ahem..." He covered his mouth with a fist, suppressing his urge to laugh as he coughed lightly.

Fu Yinru heaved a deep sigh of relief, inwardly lamenting that he had never seen anyone with less brains than his cousin.

He looked down at Fu Ziqiu’s injured leg, then lifted his foot and kicked at the hollow of his other unharmed leg.

"Thump!"

Fu Ziqiu knelt before Qin Ruan, his face twisted in a grimace of pain.

Qin Ruan narrowed her eyes, a sly fox-like smile on her face as she rewarded him, "Good boy."

"Dad, I was wrong." Fu Ziqiu finally realized that one should never get too carried away; the moment you do, calamity follows.

Qin Ruan leaned on the table, propping her delicate chin with one hand, her eyes scanning over Fu Ziqiu.

After a long pause, her red lips parted slightly, "Whether your apology is sincere or not, only you know in your heart."

Her gaze then flickered to Fu Yinru standing aside, "I won’t beat around the bush with you either. The past incidents have been wiped clean. The gifts you brought today are to my liking. I’m not one to take advantage of others, nor do I wish to be indebted."

Fu Yinru caught the undertone of her voice and, from the corner of his eye, noticed the hand she placed on the gift box, inside which was the Spirit Stone the Fu Family had acquired from wanderer Daoists.

His eyes briefly glinted with a dark shrewdness as he hastily said, "Madam, you flatter me too much. If you could see fit to let Ziqiu off the hook this once, the entire Fu Family would be profoundly grateful."

Qin Ruan chuckled lightly, her tone teasing, "This cousin of yours is still too green. If the Fu Family is hoping for my forgiveness by resorting to such antic acts, you can’t say they have no hidden agenda, can you? There’s definitely some ulterior motive at play."

If this happened in her previous life, she might not have noticed the implicit significance in the Fu Family’s actions.

This life’s experiences had been plentiful, and having witnessed the intricacies of the four great families and the six aristocratic families’ schemes, she could see through some of the trickery.

Regardless of which side Ziqiu was on, his willingness to apologize to her in such a wretched state indicated that he was not just a wastrel raised by his family. He had some brains, after all.

Whether he apologized or not, the Huo Family would not make things difficult for the Fu Family because she had not taken the incident to heart at all.

Fu Yinru had previously arranged to meet with Huo Yirong, intending to plead through him for her favor. However, the emergence of He Mingjin and the involvement that led to Song Qing’s punishment had left the matter unresolved.

Late on, Qin Ruan also knew that the Fu Family had attempted multiple times to pay a visit to the Huo Family, only to be rejected each time.

She was aware of these attempts and hadn’t responded, solely because she was angry about how treacherously the Huo Family had been treated at the Fu Family’s housewarming banquet back then.

Now that Fu Yinru finally approached her, she would not believe for a second that he did not harbor any personal motives.

Ziqiu put away his playful expression and looked at Qin Ruan earnestly, saying in a serious tone, "Madam, I genuinely regret my actions. I won’t dare to be so reckless and ignorant again."

Qin Ruan looked at him with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, thinking that this youngster was quite aware, and his current demeanor seemed genuinely sincere.

Her expression indifferent, she spoke with a detached tone, "It doesn’t matter. Whether you’re reckless or you act like you own the world, it won’t be me who’s affected, but the Fu Family standing behind you."

Ziqiu’s expression turned sheepish, and then he quickly followed up, "You said if I mend my ways, I will have a life of riches and ease for the rest of my days without accomplishing anything significant. Is that true?"

"That depends on what you do."

Qin Ruan spoke nonchalantly, her fingertips still affectionately tracing the box holding the Spirit Stone.

Huo Yunjiao paid close attention to her every move and asked in a gently tilted head and a warm voice, "You like it?"

Qin Ruan’s eyes curved into crescents, and her smiling face was both attractive and childlike. She nodded, "I want it."

Seeing how much she liked it, Huo Yunjiao’s eyes also showed a hint of delight, "Then keep it."

Qin Ruan tapped the gift box with her fingertip, "That’s what I was thinking."

Fu Yinru complimented from the side, "Madam has an eye for it, which means this Spirit Stone is destined for you. It would just gather dust in the Fu Family."

Qin Ruan slightly lifted her eyelids without responding and instead asked him, "You’ve been married to Xiao Wenrou for quite some time now, you haven’t consummated the marriage, have you?"

The topic abruptly took a strange turn, and Fu Yinru’s composed face displayed a trace of embarrassment as he nodded to her.

Qin Ruan clicked her tongue lightly, her eyes focusing on his flustered face as she lightly laughed, "I won’t take today’s Spirit Stone for nothing. I’ll help you solve the issue of the Pure Yang Body. Consider it repayment for this gift."

"Thank you, Madam!"

Even the typically self-possessed Fu Yinru couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement.

After years plagued by evil spirits, he was finally seeing a light at the end of the tunnel; there was no way his heart could remain calm.

Huo Yunjiao suddenly exchanged a glance with his cousin Josh, who followed Huo Yunjiao’s gaze to Ziqiu and raised an eyebrow.

Josh cleared his throat with a gentle cough and commented, "I feel like my little cousin-in-law still got the short end of the stick."

He walked over to Ziqiu, who was kneeling on the floor, hands in his pockets, and bent down to examine him.