MHMWTTSBATUAS 384: Xiao Wenrou, the Two-faced Person, Lazarus Bloodline Arrives
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Hou Yunjiao sat beside her and reached out to touch her slightly protruding belly that seemed to be showing signs of pregnancy. "Don't try to be strong if you can't solve it."
Qin Ruan lowered her head, staring at her slightly swollen belly in this life due to various nutrients catching up.
Gentle warmth filled her eyes. "Don't worry, I won't do anything dangerous for the sake of our baby."
"That's good," Hou Yunjiao sighed softly.
His capable and lovely wife always attracted all kinds of demons and monsters, making him worry constantly.
If Qin Ruan were an ordinary girl, he would just pamper and protect her, ensuring a worry-free life for her.
But now, it seemed that there were greater responsibilities ahead.
...
Nangong Family.
Xiao Wenrou had just arrived home when a servant informed her that the young master was waiting for her in the study upstairs.
"I got it," Xiao Wenrou replied, her face not looking very pleasant. She changed into indoor shoes and headed upstairs.
In the study upstairs, Nangong Chang was raging furiously.
"They're all a bunch of useless trash!"
Xiao Wenrou stood in front of the closed study door and could clearly hear Nangong Chang's furious voice from inside.
Her red lips curved into a mocking and disdainful smile. Her demeanor was cold, and her icy aura was completely different from when she was at the Hou family.
She extended her hand and slowly pushed open the door before her.
The moment the door opened, Xiao Wenrou's face revealed a mixture of anger and grievances.
Inside the room, Nangong Chang stood in front of the desk, his face full of anger as he glared fiercely at the person kneeling at his feet. Intense killing intent emanated from him.
Seeing Xiao Wenrou appear at the door, the unrestrained killing intent surrounding him was not concealed in the slightest. Instead, it was on the verge of erupting.
Nangong Chang lowered his gaze, his eyes filled with ferocity as he stared at the person kneeling before him. He lifted his foot and kicked the person's shoulder socket.
"Get lost! If you fail to handle things properly next time and die outside, don't appear before me and embarrass yourself!"
The person was kicked several meters away, illustrating Nangong Chang's immense strength.
The person got up from the ground and knelt down once again, saying, "Yes, I understand my mistake."
A sinister and cold smile appeared on Nangong Chang's face. "Get out!"
The subordinate struggled to get up and left in a sorry state.
Nangong Chang's cold gaze fixed on Xiao Wenrou standing at the entrance of the study. "Is Third Hou's dead?"
"He's not dead. He's doing well," Xiao Wenrou walked into the study and casually closed the door behind her.
"Bang!" Nangong Chang angrily slapped the desk with his palm. "Useless! All of you are useless!"
His anger reached its peak, and he swept everything on the desk onto the floor.
The sound of objects falling to the ground reached Xiao Wenrou's ears, causing her to furrow her brows involuntarily.
Nangong Chang's uncontrollable rage was growing stronger.
Suddenly, Nangong Chang turned around, his eyes filled with a violent glare, staring intently at Xiao Wenrou.
"Where is Qin Ruan? How is she?"
Xiao Wenrou lowered her gaze slowly and replied, "She's doing well." Her tone carried a hint of sarcasm.
Nangong Chang grinned ferociously, gritting his teeth. "Third Young Master Hou! Qin Ruan!"
His tone was menacing, as if he harbored an irreconcilable hatred towards Third Young Master Huo and Qin Ruan.
Xiao Wenrou held her bag, furrowing her brows, and said coldly, "Nangong Chang, I advise you not to touch Qin Ruan. This woman is not like those you've played with before."
Nangong Chang didn't care at all. He raised an eyebrow playfully, teasing Xiao Wenrou. "Oh, are you jealous?"
"To hell with you and your ancestors!" Xiao Wenrou's eyes turned cold, and she spoke with a stern voice. "Qin Ruan is pregnant."
Nangong Chang licked his lips, a wicked expression appearing on his face. "That makes it even more interesting to play with her, doesn't it?"
Xiao Wenrou was infuriated by his shamelessness and outrageous remarks. Her eyes revealed mockery. "If the Hou family is pushed to the edge, the Nangong family won't fare well either. The Xiao family will carefully consider the risks involved in cooperating with the Nangong family. The cooperation between our families may very well end here."
Nangong Chang's interest in Qin Ruan diminished due to her words.
His cruel gaze swept over Xiao Wenrou. "Are you threatening me?"
"I'm just reminding you!" Xiao Wenrou showed no fear of his ferocious side, and her expression became even colder.
Nangong Chang approached Xiao Wenrou with large strides.
He grabbed her collar and flung her to the ground.
Within a day, Xiao Wenrou had been thrown to the ground by two men. She was in a miserable state, lying on the ground, feeling helpless and exhausted. When would this ordeal end?
Nangong Chang took a soft whip from the wall of the study. He walked up to Xiao Wenrou, bent down, and used the handle of the whip to lift her chin.
Xiao Wenrou stared at him sarcastically. "What? Are you treating me like one of your playthings?"
Nangong Chang didn't deny it. A wicked smile appeared on his face. "My dear wife, after so many events yesterday, shouldn't we put our bridal chamber to use?"
"Go to hell!" Xiao Wenrou sarcastically retorted, preparing to get up from the ground.
Nangong Chang stood up and didn't stop her.
However, just as Xiao Wenrou was getting up, he swung the whip in his hand.
"Smack!"
Xiao Wenrou felt a sudden pain in her knee and fell to the ground.
She looked up, her eyes burning with anger. "Nangong Chang!"
"My dear, don't be impatient. We've only just begun."
Nangong Chang laughed and swung the whip again.
Every whip that landed on Xiao Wenrou's body, his expression would fall into a state of obsession, looking extremely nervous.
Except for the first whip, Xiao Wenrou didn't utter a sound.
It wasn't until half of Nangong Chang's stamina was depleted, and he was sweating, that he threw away the whip.
He unbuttoned his collar and walked towards Xiao Wenrou, who was in a disheveled state.
Xiao Wenrou's well-made clothes on her body were torn to pieces, her skin turned red, but there was not a drop of blood.
Nangong Chang's technique was indeed superb, and it had been almost half an hour since Xiao Wenrou entered the study.
During this half-hour, there wasn't a trace of blood on Xiao Wenrou's body.
Without a decade or two of experience, one wouldn't possess such skill.
Nangong Chang approached Xiao Wenrou and forcefully pulled off the torn pieces of cloth on her body.
Xiao Wenrou, who had remained indifferent, finally showed some movement.
She grabbed Nangong Chang's hand, preparing to remove it, and calmly said, "If you dare to touch me, I will make sure the cooperation between Nangong and the Xiao family completely collapses."
Nangong Chang sneered, "Wenrou, don't threaten me. I'm not falling for it."
"I never joke. You can try."
Xiao Wenrou let go of his hand and stared calmly at Nangong Chang.
The two of them gazed at each other in silence, but in the end, Nangong Chang burst out with profanity, turned around, and walked out of the study in large strides.
As Nangong Chang walked out of the study, he suddenly turned back, his expression mocking as he stared at Xiao Wenrou.
In a cold and sarcastic tone, he said, "Xiao Wenrou, by sacrificing yourself for Third Young Hou, do you really think he will look at you differently?"
"You don't need to worry about that." Xiao Wenrou stood up, her head held high, and replied coldly without even looking up.
Nangong Chang snorted and turned to head downstairs.
He went straight to the garage and randomly chose a car, driving it out of the garage.
Sitting in the car, Nangong Chang dialed Su Jingshu's phone using the car's hands-free system.
"Hello?"
Once the call connected, Nangong Chang asked in a cold voice, "Where are you?"
Su Jingshu whispered, "The Imperial Palace Hotel."
"Which room?"
"Is Young Master Nangong coming to find me?" Su Jingshu's voice carried a hint of coquetry.
Just by hearing her tone, it wasn't difficult to imagine her anticipation.
Nangong Chang couldn't suppress his anger and urgency any longer. "Which room?!"
There was a brief silence on Su Jingshu's end, and she replied softly, "Our usual place."
Nangong Chang's anger subsided upon hearing this, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.
He furrowed his brows lightly and asked, "You stayed there last night?" As the words left his mouth, his tone sounded off, a mix of discomfort and disdain for trouble.
"No, yesterday I was with Lin Hao from my family. He's the bodyguard you saw last time. I came to pick up something..."
Nangong Chang didn't bother listening to her explanation and commanded in a firm tone, "Don't leave, wait there for me. I'll be there right away!"
After saying that, he ended the call without waiting for Su Jingshu's response.
...
The next day.
The ruling member of the Long family, accompanied by their family members, came to visit the Hou family.
The Long family was just going through the motions to show the other major families and set an example.
Introduced by her sister-in-law, Long Wei, Qin Ruan got acquainted with the elders of the Long family.
She didn't interact much with the members of the Long family, and both sides maintained a polite yet distant attitude.
However, Long Xinzhe's attitude towards Qin Ruan had changed. He no longer showed the rejection he had when they were in school and learned that she was the Third Young Master's wife.
He even friendly invited Qin Ruan to meet some people in his circle, to get to know them.
Qin Ruan agreed verbally but in her heart, she thought that dealing with such social circles could wait until she had time in the future.
After meeting the members of the Long family, old masterHou, father Hou, the ruling member of the Long family, and some key members of the Long family in the cabinet went into the study.
Only the younger generation was left behind, and Qin Ruan noticed that the younger members of the Long family were withering.
There were only two direct descendants, Long Wei and Long Xinzhe.
Dealing with the Long family was not as mentally exhausting as Qin Ruan had imagined.
The members of the Long family were reasonable in their actions and didn't make her feel uncomfortable.
Perhaps they were considering the Third Young Master, who was always by her side.
Regardless of the reason, Qin Ruan had a relatively relaxed day.
Time passed unconsciously, and suddenly it was the arrival of the members of the Lazarus family.
That day, the Hou family welcomed "distinguished guests," the Borin family and members of the Lazarus bloodline. Their private plane landed on the lawn of the Hou family.
Donald, with a tall and handsome figure and exquisite features, was the first to step down, followed by Nicholas, who had blonde hair, blue eyes, and a tall stature.
Hou Chuan, who was arranged to welcome them, immediately led his people to greet them. "Welcome to the arrival of Young Master Nicholas and Mr. Donald."
Due to Donald's life-and-death blood pact with Nicholas, his soul had solidified even more, making him hardly distinguishable from a normal person except for his unnaturally pale skin.
He nodded gently to Hou Chuan and stepped aside, allowing the bloodline members carrying the crystal coffin to come down.
The exquisitely transparent crystal coffin they carried looked extremely luxurious.
Inside, the person lying there was dressed gorgeously, but through the crystal coffin, one could clearly see the person's flesh decaying, which created a creepy and chilling scene.
Hou Chuan shifted his gaze away from the sight and invited Donald and Nicholas, saying, "Please follow me. The Third Young Master and Madam are waiting in the hall."
He led the group towards the small building where the Third Master resided.
Donald and Nicholas followed closely behind, with the Lazarus Clan carrying the crystal coffins.
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