Chapter 310: Qin Ru's Identity Can No Longer Be Concealed

Chapter 310: Qin Ru's Identity Can No Longer Be Concealed "Clap, clap, clap..." Nangong Chang applauded. He smiled and said, "Third Master, you truly are quick-witted. Some time ago, I heard from Su Jingshu that you were involved with a woman at the Imperial Palace Hotel, and that woman is Qin Family's daughter, right?" In fact, Nangong Chang also found out about the results of his subordinates' investigation into Hou Chuan's departure from the hospital. That's when he remembered the incident at the Imperial Palace Hotel a month ago. When they planned to destroy Hou Yunjiao together, they clearly chose a woman born in an unlucky year, month, day, hour, and minute. However, they didn't expect someone to meddle halfway. The person who meddled was Qin Ruan, who mistakenly entered Hou Yunjiao's room after being drugged. "Yes," replied Hou Yunjiao with a pleased smile on his lips and no attempt to hide it. Nangong Chang narrowed his eyes, his tone carrying deep meaning. "Third Master, could it be that you have fallen for her?" "Fallen?" Hou Yunjiao asked in return, then chuckled and shook his head. "No feelings, so how can one fall for someone?" Even Nangong Chang's face showed a momentary stunned expression upon hearing this statement. Soon, he burst into laughter. "Hahaha... Third Master, you truly are an extraordinary person!" He wiped away the tears of laughter from his eyes, his gaze playful. "Since Third Master claims not to have fallen for her, it's quite puzzling why you've been showing such care for the Qin Family." "You seem to be speaking a lot today." Hou Yunjiao relaxed his body and lazily leaned back on the sofa. Even in his lazy posture, his refined and dignified temperament remained unaffected. Due to his pale complexion, there was a touch of weakness and noble elegance in his demeanor, resembling that of a sickly young master. Hou Yunjiao glanced at Nangong Chang, and the cold indifference in his eyes was no longer concealed. "The things I've said today are more than what I've said in the past week." His warning and displeasure in his words were quite evident. After all, it was well-known that Third Master was an elegant and gentle young master in the capital, with an exemplary temperament. Nangong Chang's expression turned solemn, filled with apology. "I forgot about Third Master's health condition. It was my lack of judgment." He almost forgot that Hou Yunjiao was a sickly person. He was different from ordinary people; even a gust of wind could potentially cause a serious illness. No one knew when he might breathe his last. Although the woman who spent time with him at the hotel wasn't born in an unlucky year, month, day, hour, or minute, as long as Hou Yunjiao lost his virginity, death wouldn't be far behind. As Nangong Chang pondered, a sense of superiority welled up in his heart. Hou Yunjiao lowered his gaze slowly, "I can't compare to you all. My body is weak, and I can't blame others." "Third Master, you shouldn't say that. Take good care of yourself, and you will recover one day." The words sounded beautiful, but Hou Yunjiao had heard them a thousand times, if not eight hundred times, since she was young. Third Master raised his hand and pressed his forehead, his voice clear, "Don't touch the Qin family. That girl from the Qin family stayed with me for a night. She is young and has suffered a loss. It's only right for the Hou family to take care of her." "Yes, we won't make a move against anyone you protect, Third Master," Nangong Chang replied. He stood up, a gentle smile on his face, "If there's nothing else, I won't disturb your rest. Take care of yourself." "If I'm not feeling well, I won't see you off." "Please rest, Third Master." Nangong Chang turned to leave but turned back as if remembering something. "Look at my memory. I came to see Third Master for an important matter, but I forgot about it." Hou Yunjiao raised his eyes, his brows slightly raised. His dark eyes were cold and compelling. Nangong Chang's smile was radiant, "In a few days, I will marry Wen Rou. I sincerely invite Third Master to attend and witness our union." "I will definitely come," Hou Yunjiao's lips curled up, a gentle and refined smile gracing his features. "Congratulations on winning the beauty." "Hahaha... Third Master, you flatter me." Nangong Chang turned and left, his joyous laughter echoing in the spacious living room of the Huo family. Hou Yunjiao stared at his departing figure, his light-colored lips slightly pursed, a subtle curve appearing at the corner of his mouth, hinting at a deeper meaning. Not until Nangong Chang's figure disappeared did a cold light gleam in the gentle eyes of Third Master, and the smile on his lips turned sinister. He beckoned to the nearby shadow guard. The shadow guard approached, "Third Master?" Hou Yunjiao's voice was low, tinged with a hint of ruthlessness, "Prepare the car. We're going to the Qin family." "Yes—" Hou Yunjiao's legs were crossed, and his fingers lightly tapped on his knees, his handsome face filled with a hint of contemplation. He had overlooked something; it seemed that Qin Ruan's identity couldn't be hidden anymore. He wondered if that girl knew about it and whether she would throw a tantrum because of it. ... Nangong Chang sat in his private car, slowly driving away from the Hou family. While in the car, he called Su Jingshu. As the call connected, Nan Gongchang's voice turned cold. "Tonight, at the Imperial Palace Hotel, the usual place." "What's the matter?" Su Jingshu's voice sounded breathless, as if she were engaged in a running exercise. Nangong Chang's face darkened at the sound, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes. Su Jingshu had an unrestrained personality and had a strong affinity for men. The marriage between the Hou family and the Su family had fallen apart precisely because they caught her cheating, even getting pregnant. It hadn't been peaceful for long, and this woman was still so unrestrained. Suppressing his annoyance, Nangong Chang coldly said, "There's been a change in the Hou family's situation. We'll talk when we meet." There was a soft sound from Su Jingshu's end, followed by a man's complaining and dissatisfied voice. "Darling, let's continue later." Su Jingshu patted the man's face, her actions frivolous. She wasn't wearing any clothes either, so she got up and found a quiet place, her tone returning to normal. "What kind of change? Shouldn't this matter be discussed with my old man at home?" Nan Gongchang's tone was mocking. "Heh! Now that the power of the Su family is in your hands, it's better to find you than your old man." Su Jingshu smiled, a smug smile on her face. "Thank you for the compliment, young master Nangong. Same place, same time, as always." "Don't bring along any random people!" Nangong Chang warned. Su Jingshu felt displeased. "My little darlings are all well-behaved, you know." "Su Jingshu!" "Okay, okay, I know..." ... The Qin family. Qin Jingcen returned, and the bloodstains in the Qin family's hall and outside the courtyard had already been cleaned up. The secret guards of the Hou family had their own effective methods to handle such matters. Under their hands, there was no trace of blood or smell of blood inside or outside the house. Qin Ruan took a shower and changed her clothes before coming downstairs. Standing on the upper floor, she immediately saw her older brother talking to a strange woman downstairs. Qin Mei obediently sat on the side, looking exceptionally well-behaved. Qin Ruan greeted, "Brother, you're back." Upon hearing her sister's voice, Qin Jingcen's stern expression softened slightly. He turned to look at Qin Ruan, and a doting expression flickered in his eyes. "I bought some pastries for you. Come and see if they taste like the ones you like." "Coming!" Qin Ruan walked downstairs and sat directly beside Qin Jingcen. She opened the exquisitely packaged box on the table, revealing a variety of pastries inside. Qin Ruan delicately picked up a black ox tongue biscuit with her slender fingers and took a bite. The taste remained the same, just as she was accustomed to. "It's delicious, the taste hasn't changed." She narrowed her eyes and smiled, a content and happy expression in her eyes. In the Western City, her favorite was the black beef tongue pancake. Unfortunately, back then she didn't have money and could only occasionally have a few bites. (End of this chapter)