Chapter 246: Call Me Hubby (Asking for Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 246: Call Me Hubby (Asking for Monthly Tickets) Qiao Jiu held Qin Ruan's hand and asked mysteriously, "Sister Ruan, is he your hubby? He's so handsome! He's simply too good-looking, isn't he?" Hubby?  When Qin Ruan heard this unfamiliar term, a strange expression couldn't help but appear on her indifferent face. The term "hubby" was strange and distant to her, and felt unreal. Furthermore, this title made her feel a kind of indescribable shame in her heart. She was sure that Third Master, who was sitting in the back of the car, must have heard Qiao Jiu's words. She didn't know what the other party was thinking, so Qin Ruan didn't dare to look back. She coughed lightly and said to Qiao Jiu, "He's the father of my child. I'll go first." After speaking, she withdrew her arm from Qiao Jiu's hand, turned around, and quickly walked to the front of the car, opened the door, and got in. From beginning to end, she didn't dare to look into Hou Yunjiao's eyes. She was afraid of seeing mockery in his eyes or displaying abnormal behavior that would make her heart beat irregularly. Hou Yunjiao seemed to be unaware of her discomfort. He nodded slightly to Qiao Jiu, who was standing outside the car, and raised the car window. Qiao Jiu couldn't see the handsome man and shrugged before turning and heading back home. She was about to leave with her master and had to go back to pack her luggage. Inside the car. Hou Yunjiao placed the insulated pot next to Qin Ruan and said, "This is soup that our chef made at home. It's relatively light and suitable for you to drink now. Would you like to try it?" As he placed the insulated pot in her arms, Qin Ruan's nose twitched. She smelled a faint and enticing aroma of meat soup that spread throughout the air. But despite the rich aroma of the thick soup in the carriage, accompanied by a light herbal fragrance, she had no appetite. Since waking up, Qin Ruan had no appetite at all. Even though she knew that the chefs of the Huo family were top-notch, she didn't have much expectations in her heart, and even felt a little nauseous. Hou Yunjiao didn't notice her lack of appetite. Seeing that Qin Ruan didn't move, he reached out and opened the sealed lid of the insulated pot. "The doctor said that you have anemia and that your body's functions can be restored most effectively through food therapy, especially by consuming meat soup. It contains rich proteins and fats. You are pregnant now, so drinking soup will help your body better absorb the necessary nutrients." Faced with Huo Yunjiao's kindness, Qin Ruan really had no appetite, and even began to feel nauseous. She frowned and stared at the insulated bucket on her lap, looking like she was facing a great enemy. Finally, Hou Yunjiao noticed that something was wrong with her and stopped sealing the lid of the insulated bucket. "What's wrong? Doesn't it suit your taste?" he asked. Qin Ruan shook her head and looked up at him. She said directly, "Third brother, I have no appetite and can't eat." As soon as she called him Third brother," Hou Yunjiao was overjoyed, feeling like he was walking on clouds. A soft little girl, looking at you pitifully, complaining with a hint of resentment, was a strange and novel feeling. Hou Yunjiao took the insulated bucket off Qin Ruan's lap and handed it over to the co-pilot's seat along with the lid. "Huo Chuan, put it away and don't let Madam smell it." "Yes, Third Young Master!" replied Huo Chuan, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat. He covered the lid and blocked the scent of the meat soup. He put the insulated bucket into an exquisite insulation bag slowly and regretfully. To make this small bucket of soup, Hou Yunjiao had instructed the kitchen to start working in the early hours of the morning and added medicinal herbs prescribed by a doctor to the soup. He stewed it on low heat, added water, and added the herbs at the precise time. Unfortunately, today, Third young lady had no appetite and didn't even taste it. Huo Chuan tied up the insulation bag, sat up straight, and looked like a wooden person with no presence. Qin Ruan breathed a sigh of relief when she wasn't forced to drink the soup. She turned her head and looked at the car behind her. She could clearly see Huo Zhi, who was sitting in the driver's seat. Qin Ruan turned her head back and looked puzzled. "Third Young Master, when did you arrive?" Just as Hou Yunjiao was about to answer, his brows furrowed suddenly, and he reached out his hand towards Qin Ruan. He moved quickly and didn't give Qin Ruan a chance to retreat. San Ye's slender fingers played with the hair near Qin Ruan's ear, and his fingertips were slightly damp. Qin Ruan's hair was not completely dry, obviously, she had not blown her hair dry when she left. "Not long ago," Hou Yunjiao said, looking at the neat cut hair near Qin Ruan's ear, his eyes flickering with a hint of carelessness. Recalling Qin Ruan's perfunctory address just now, he was not going to let her get away with it this time.