Chapter 676: Master Hou Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall
Chapter 676: She's Your Ancestor, Don't Speak Disrespectfully or Be Disrespectful to Herrespectful to Her
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Qin Ruan had just left, and Hu Ying appeared behind Hu Yiyuan.
She leaned on Hu Yiyuan's shoulder, following his gaze to Qin Ruan.
"Hu Yiyuan, who is that woman, and why does my blood feel suppressed by her?"
Hu Ying's delicate face revealed jealousy and a hidden malice that her gloom couldn't conceal, her lips curved in a mocking smile.
Hu Yiyuan turned around and slapped her.
"Smack!"
Hu Ying held her face, staring at Hu Yiyuan in disbelief.
"Why did you hit me?"
Hu Yiyuan's gentle demeanor turned stern, his eyes darkened.
"When you see her in the future, treat her like an ancestor, and remind all the fox demons in the capital not to provoke her. Anyone who does, I'll skin their fox fur!"
His voice turned icy and ruthless, a hint of bloodthirsty coldness in his gaze.
Hu Ying struggled to grasp the situation, "Why did you hit me for her? Who is she? Is she your lover?!"
Her mind was consumed with thoughts of Hu Yiyuan, who had never laid a hand on her despite being by his side for over twenty years.
She was the guardian spirit of the Hu family, watching over Hu Yiyuan's growth all these years.
His progress had far surpassed hers.
Her life and death were in his hands.
Though their roles had reversed, he had never shown her any displeasure.
Today's slap was something Hu Ying couldn't accept at all.
That was what mattered most to her.
Hu Yiyuan's lips, usually curving into an attractive smile, now bore a smirk.
He pinched Hu Ying's chin. "Hu Ying, listen carefully. You can't provoke her. Put away your scheming thoughts. You're lucky to be alive today; don't even think about troubling her!"
Hu Ying's gaze avoided his, stubbornly saying, "I didn't."
Hu Yiyuan sneered, "Whether you did or not, I know. If I find out you've touched her, I'll peel your skin off!"
Hu Ying's expression turned defiant, her gaze filled with resentment. "Who is she, really?"
"She's your ancestor!"
Hu Yiyuan released her chin and lowered his eyes. "Don't interfere with her, and don't disrespect her with your words."
"Hmph!" Hu Ying huffed.
Hu Yiyuan lifted a strand of Hu Ying's hair, twirling it between his fingers.
"Hu Ying, don't act recklessly, or even I won't be able to save you."
Hu Ying turned her head, looking at a nearby streetlamp reluctantly. "Got it."
Qin Ruan continued on her way and encountered the Humo family's convoy.
Her car stopped when passing by Hu Yiyuan and Hu Ying.
She lowered the back window, revealing her delicate, baby-faced features.
Sitting inside the car, she said to Hu Yiyi outside, "Brother Hu, I'm leaving."
Hu Yiyi turned back, his unremarkable facial features breaking into a radiant smile.
"Rest well when you get back. I should go too."
Qin Ruan nodded, and the window rolled back up.
As the car drove away, Hu Yiyi turned toward the parking area and walked decisively, emitting a fierce aura.
Hu Ying cautiously followed behind.
Her eyes were fixed on the man walking ahead.
After a few steps, she stared in astonishment.
"Hu Yiyi, you, you're transforming!"
Hu Yiyi walking ahead didn't respond; his short hair was visibly lengthening at an observable rate.
Inside the car, Qin Ruan seemed to sense something, suddenly turning her head.
The convoy wasn't driving too fast, still within the Fu residence.
Qin Ruan turned, and seeing Hu Yiyi and Hu Ying's figures getting farther away, she frowned slightly.
Something about the merging silhouettes of Hu Yiyi and Hu Ying seemed off.
Hu Ying trailed behind, and the figure ahead didn't seem quite like Hu Yiyi; it was taller.
Perhaps due to the streetlight's reflection, Hu Ying's long hair seemed to blend with Hu Yiyuan's blurred silhouette in the night wind.
Their figures, elusive and alluring, danced in and out of view, indistinct.
"What are you looking at?"
The person beside her, Hou Yirong, asked as he leaned in.
Qin Ruan withdrew her gaze from the window, pointing at the two merging figures outside.
"Brother Rong, is that brother Yiyi in front? I can't quite see."
Hou Yirong looked but found that Hu Yiyi and Hu Ying's silhouettes had already disappeared.
"They're gone. What am I looking at?"
Realizing she seemed distracted, he sighed lightly, "It's past midnight; you must be tired."
"Third Young Master is still waiting at home; he probably hasn't slept."
Qin Ruan wasn't entirely sure. During their phone call, Hou Yunjiao had said he'd wait for her return.
At this time, he probably wouldn't have slept yet.
Hou Yirong raised an eyebrow, "He told you he'd wait for you to come back?"
Qin Ruan nodded, "Yes."
"Then he's probably awake." Hou Yirong suddenly furrowed his brows, adding, "In a couple of days, the Fu and Xiao families' engagement will be announced. Don't show up then; it's not worth bothering with the Fu family after all they've put you through!"
Speaking of the Fu family, he felt a surge of annoyance.
They were quite the troublesome bunch.
But it couldn't be denied that the decision to invite the Fu family to the capital had been made after careful consideration.
Compared to the other five prestigious families in the capital, the Fu family was on par in terms of power and wouldn't seem overly presumptuous.
"Second Master, Second Madam, it's snowing outside."
Hou Yirong, who was driving, suddenly spoke up.
Hou Yirong and Qin Ruan looked out the window; indeed, there were scattered snowflakes falling.
It was the first snowfall of early winter.
The willowy snowflakes danced in the dark night sky, pure and delicate, making for a beautiful sight.
The snowflakes fell gently, not disturbing the dust.
Hou Yirong rubbed his chin, exclaiming, "Sister Ruan, time really flies, doesn't it?"
Qin Ruan gazed at the snowflakes outside, lazily responding.
Sensing her absent-mindedness, Hou Yirong turned to her, a playful smile on his face. "When we first met, it was still summer. Now, it's already winter."
First meeting?
Qin Ruan recalled the first time she met Hou Yirong and Hou Yunjiao, which was at sky Heaven Bridge.
That was the day she changed the predetermined path of her past life.
She secured a future without regrets for her past self and her unborn child.
With the medical records in hand, she stepped forward and chose a path entirely
different from her past life.
She should be content and grateful.
After such a long time together, Qin Ruan could feel Hou Yunjiao meticulous care for her.
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