Chapter 184: Confrontation, Third Young Master's Sneaky Move
In the eyes of Third Young Master, this scene was dazzling no matter how he looked at it.
When Qin Jingcen saw the hand extended by Hou Yunjiao, he narrowed his fox-like eyes.
He raised his hand and held the other party's hand, which was as slender as jade and much colder than normal body temperature, and distantly said, "Third Young Master is too polite, I can't accept it."
Just as Qin Jingcen shook hands, Hou Yunjiao quickly pulled Qin Ruan over.
The action was so fast that it didn't give the siblings any time to prepare.
After grabbing the person, Third Young Master let go of Qin Jingcen's hand as if nothing had happened.
He lowered his eyes, pinched Qin Ruan's reddened wrist, and frowned slightly.
"Do you hurt?" Hou Yunjiao's tone was slightly heavy.
This girl was just too delicate. A slight touch would leave marks.
I don't know how she looked after that night at the Imperial Court Hotel.
Qin Ruan dared not speak, and looked nervously at her elder brother.
Sure enough, Qin Jingcen's face turned black.
This was blatantly snatching people on the Qin family's territory!
Although the Qin family was no match for the Hou family, they still wouldn't stoop so low.
Qin Jingcen stared at Hou Yunjiao with a deep gaze, but his voice was gentle as water. "Ruan Ruan, come over here."
"..." Qin Ruan was speechless.
She felt that the tension between the two men was palpable.
On one hand was her elder brother, and on the other was her husband.
No matter which side she stood on, it was not quite appropriate.
"Ruan Ruan, come over to daddy's side."
Qin Anguo's words rescued Qin Ruan. She almost rushed towards him.
Third Young Master Hou raised his eyebrows slightly, his lips curved softly, and his expression seemed to be satisfied.
"Hou Zhi."
"I'm here," Hou Zhi immediately stepped forward.
"Give the soup to the young madam," Qin Meijiao instructed.
"Yes," Hou Zhi replied, taking the soup that had been sitting on the table for half a day and approaching Qin Ruan.
She respectfully offered the soup to Qin Ruan, "Young Madam, please have some soup."
"Drink it? What for! Does the Qin family really need this bowl of soup?" Qin Mei erupted before Qin Ruan could even respond.
He walked up to his father and sister, obstructing Hou Zhi's offering.
Hou Yunjiao's lips curled up as a smile slowly faded, his brows slightly furrowed.
The medicinal soup contained many precious herbs and had been stewed for six or seven hours, which was highly beneficial to Qin Ruan's body. If the soup was cold, the efficacy of the herbs would be reduced.
Qin Ruan watched Hou Yunjiao's every move and noticed his slightly furrowed brows. She immediately stepped forward and said, "Second Brother, don't cause trouble."
She took the medicinal soup from Hou Zhi's hand and, under the gaze of several pairs of eyes, drank it all in one go.
Hou Yunjiao stepped forward and personally took the bowl from her hand. His cool fingertips touched Qin Ruan's lips, wiping away the water droplets that had gathered there.
Hou Yunjiao's movements were too intimate and ambiguous, causing Qin Ruan to feel embarrassed. She wanted to leave but was gently held by the nape of her neck by Hou Yunjiao.
Qin Ruan's face was at a loss as Hou Yunjiao's smile deepened. He whispered softly, "This medicinal soup was specially prescribed for you by someone. How does it taste?"
"It's alright," Qin Ruan replied truthfully.
Although the soup contained herbs, the taste was not unpleasant, nor was it difficult to swallow. Overall, the taste was still good.
Hou Yunjiao nodded slightly, "For the sake of your health and your baby in your belly, you need to drink a bowl of this every day, and if you get tired of it, I'll give you something else."
Qin Mei's face turned sour again, feeling ignored, and he erupted again, "Why does my sister have to let you interfere?!"
He pulled Qin Ruan to his side and glared at Hou Yunjiao with hostility.
Hou Yunjiao slowly raised his gaze, his expression gentle, and an inexplicable gleam in his eyes, "Qin Mei?"
The latter lifted his chin, looking down on Hou Yunjiao.
(End of Chapter)
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