MHMWTTSBATUAS 382: A Cry from Ruan Meimei, Stirring the Jealousy
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Qin Ruan was lying on the couch, scrolling through her phone, when Hou Yunjiao, wearing his indoor shoes, walked slowly towards her from the bathroom.
The faint sound of footsteps reached Qin Ruan's ears, but she remained indifferent, as if unaware that someone was approaching.
Hou Yunjiao sat down beside her, and his hoarse voice, after taking a bath, spoke softly, "What are you looking at?"
Qin Ruan didn't lift her head. "A big incident happened in the entertainment industry today. Li Manning, the female star who went to assist in singing at the Nangong's family yesterday, died."
Hou Yunjiao had heard Qin Ruan mention Li Manning before and found the name somewhat familiar.
He casually asked, "How did she die?"
"I don't know. There are various rumors online. Yesterday, when I was at the scene, I heard someone say that Li Manning had a fever of 40 degrees that day."
Qin Ruan sat up and handed her phone to Hou Yunjiao "Take a look. Someone exposed it. Li Manning's health hasn't been good this year, and she frequently encountered accidents due to physical exhaustion at various events. A few days ago, someone even saw her receiving intravenous fluids at the hospital."
Hou Yunjiao lowered his gaze and glanced at the screen of the phone that Qin Ruan had handed to him. The large picture of Li Manning appeared before his eyes.
After clearly seeing her face, Hou Yunjiao's eyes revealed a hint of surprise. "It's her."
Qin Ruan asked, "Third Young Master, do you know her?"
Noticing the gossip in her eyes, Hou Yunjiao indulged in a smile and reached out to ruffle Qin Ruan's hair. After tousling it, he quickly withdrew his hand.
Even when he was teasing someone, his elegance was innate in every gesture.
Hou Yunjiao didn't notice that when he touched Qin Ruan's hair, she stiffened and subtly moved back.
He chuckled lightly at Qin Ruan's question, "She was around Nangong Chang for a while and saw each other a couple of times."
Qin Ruan regained her composure and asked, "Are they close?"
"I'm not quite sure," Hou Yunjiao shook his head slowly.
His gaze slightly lowered, and Qin Ruan half-knelt on the couch, leaning closer to him while holding her phone, revealing a different view.
This scene stirred up a whirlwind of emotions, and Hou Yunjiao extended his hand towards Qin Ruan's chest.
Instinctively, Qin Ruan moved back, rejecting his proximity.
The previously harmonious atmosphere instantly turned frozen.
Hou Yunjiao's eyebrows furrowed slightly, sensing the change in Qin Ruan's distant and resistant attitude.
Soon, he relaxed his wrinkled brow, revealing a gentle and faint smile on his face, and approached Qin Ruan again. "Let me straighten your clothes for you."
Qin Ruan didn't retreat anymore, realizing that her previous behavior seemed too deliberate.
She lowered her gaze, looking at her loose home clothes.
Due to their oversized nature, the collar slipped down, revealing an unintended sight.
"Hou Yunjiao tidied up Qin Ruan's clothes without touching her skin. He slowly straightened his body and continued the previous topic.
"That female celebrity had a relationship with Nangong Chang for a while. I heard from Second Brother that she seemed to have feelings for Nangong Chang. They separated during a passionate moment, and it was Nangong Chang who initiated it. Shortly after, he had other women around him."
Qin Ruan laughed, "So Brother Rong is interested in gossip too?"
Hou Yunjiao had to clear up things for Hou Yirong, "It's not that he's interested in these things. I remember during that time, Second Brother had to collaborate closely with the Nangong family on a certain project they couldn't avoid. Some people mentioned those gossips to him."
Qin Ruan casually placed her phone on the sofa and suddenly leaned towards Hou Yunjiao.
Hou Yunjiao lifted his gaze, his calmness fading away, and his deep eyes focused on Qin Ruan until her exquisitely beautiful face enlarged before him.
The pale pink lips curved with a trace of calculation, with an enticing arc that made people want to taste it.
Hou Yunjiao regained his composed and gentle expression. His features were profound, with a perfect jawline, giving him an elegant and refined look. He gazed at Qin Ruan, seemingly smiling, as she approached.
In the next instant, Qin Ruan's enlarged face brushed against Hou Yunjiao cheek.
She leaned close to his ear and spoke in a sinister and low voice, "Hou Yunjiao, yesterday I saw the ghost of Li Manning. Do you believe it?"
Hou Yunjiao gaze remained fixed on Qin Ruan's fair earlobe as his thin lips slightly parted, "I believe."
His voice was gentle and pleasant, carrying a hint of intoxicating indulgence.
His voice was too calm and steady, causing Qin Ruan to purse her lips and step back after comparing it to the man's petite stature.
She asked skeptically, "Aren't you afraid?"
Hou Yunjiao lowered his eyes, his expression calm, "Afraid of what?"
Qin Ruan asked, "Ghosts, aren't you afraid of those things?"
Hou Yunjiao chuckled, "What's there to fear? I can't see them, and they can't harm me."
"Well, that makes some sense," Qin Ruan had nothing more to say.
She returned to her original position, picked up her phone from the side, and casually leaned her head on Hou Yunjiao shoulder, continuing to browse her phone as if nothing happened.
This series of actions appeared completely natural, without any abruptness.
The hot topics on the trending list were all the same, and Qin Ruan was too lazy to continue scrolling. Instead, she opened WeChat.
Hou Yunjiao lightly pursed his lips, his gaze focused on Qin Ruan leaning against his shoulder, not understanding what was going on in the little girl's mind.
Her previous attitude of keeping her distance from him left him confused, thinking that maybe things would be better in a few days.
Now, Qin Ruan was willing to get close to him again. Hou Yunjiao thought to himself that she was indeed still a child.
Qin Ruan opened WeChat, and the WeChat group named '[North Emperor on Top]' appeared at the top, continuously showing new messages.
The words '[North Emperor on Top]' caught Hou Yunjiao's eye, and his beautiful eyebrows lifted slightly.
Just from these words, only people in the occult world would come up with such a name.
As expected, in the next second, Qin Ruan opened the WeChat group, and the names 'Master Qiao from Maoshan,' 'Roadman Yuxing,' 'West City Guard Xishi,' 'Nanyin Temple
,' and many others popped up, all clearly visible to Hou Yunjiao.
Qin Ruan was about to scroll up to read the messages when someone mentioned her with an @."
Mao Mountain Ninth Sister: [@Qin Ruan/Ruan Jiejie, are you there?]
Without waiting for Qin Ruan's reply, Qiao Jiu sent another message.
Mao Mountain Ninth Sister: [Ruan Jiejie, my master and I will return to the capital soon. I'll make delicious pastries for you when I come back, and I'll also bring some local specialties from our place for you.]
Qin Ruan relaxed her body, leaning against San Ye's shoulder, her light red lips forming a joyful curve.
She reached out and typed on the touchscreen: [Got it, thanks Xiao Jiu.]
Qingcheng Wei Xishi: [@Mao Mountain Ninth Sister/Xiao Jiu Jiu, why didn't you mention bringing some local specialties for me? That's favoritism.]
Mao Mountain Ninth Sister: [When haven't I brought you some? This is the first time for Ruan Jiejie. Do you really have the nerve to argue even about this?]
Qingcheng Wei Xishi: [Seductive lady smoking.jpg]
This bold and imposing picture was Xishi's favorite emoji to use in the group.
Then he mentioned Qin Ruan: [Ruan Meimei, Xiao Jiu didn't forget to bring you a gift when she returned to the capital. When can you come out so we can get together and get to know each other? I heard you are stunningly beautiful, reaching the level of being breathtakingly gorgeous.]
"Ruan, Meimei?"
Hou Yunjiao deep and sexy voice sounded in Qin Ruan's ear.
Qin Ruan didn't pay much attention and said, "Xishi seems to be older than me. That's just how she talks in the group."
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