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"The wedding is just a matter of time. With my mom's strong personality, this is her style."
Huo Jincheng spoke in a flat tone.
"What about Bai Ru?"
Jian Yunong was quite surprised to see him looking ready to yield.
"Jian Yunong, if you mention her name again, I'll assume you're jealous."
Huo Jincheng raised his hand and pressed it against the wall beside Jian Yunong, which was a dangerous signal. Jian Yunong was afraid he would suddenly kiss her again, so she quickly opened the door.
Just then, she bumped into Huo Jinge, who was about to knock.
The young girl’s gaze was like a spotlight, scanning back and forth between the two before finally settling on the corner of Huo Jincheng's lip that had been bitten.
"Third Brother, Grandpa wants you to finish dinner with Sister San and then go to his study."
"Got it."
"I don't need company for dinner. You go ahead." Jian Yunong took the lead toward the dining room.
Huo Jinge opened her mouth weakly but was interrupted by Huo Jincheng. "You go keep her company."
Concern welled up in Huo Jinge's eyes. "Third Brother, Grandpa was really angry about what happened yesterday."
"It's fine."
Huo Jincheng patted her shoulder and said casually, "You go have dinner with your Sister San."
Huo Jincheng turned and went up to the third floor.
Huo Jinge stood in place for a while; the soundproofing in the study was excellent, and she couldn't hear anything. She sighed and decided to follow Third Brother's advice to go to the restaurant and accompany Jian Yunong for breakfast.
Jian Yunong's treatment in the Huo Family was practically at the level of a national treasure.
Having slept in for two days without being scolded, the elders even specially saved breakfast for her.
By the time Jian Yunong woke up, she was just hungry enough to enjoy her meal. Halfway through eating, she noticed Huo Jinge had been staring at her.
"Do you want some??"
Jian Yunong thought Huo Jinge might be too shy to ask since she was hungry too.
Hmph!
Huo Jinge turned her face away; she wasn't interested!
Jian Yunong thought it was just as well; she didn't want to share anyway.
"Can you still eat? Your husband might be getting scolded in the study right now," Huo Jinge finally couldn't help but say.
After holding it in for so long, it was really about to suffocate her.
"Grandpa definitely called Third Brother over to discipline him! It's all because of you!"
The little girl's worldview shouldn't be distorted to such an extent!
Jian Yunong put down his chopsticks and looked at her seriously, "If you want to ask for my help, just speak plainly. Did I call Bai Ru back to the country?"
Huo Jinge knew that while Jian Yunong seemed a bit foolish, he was actually quite sharp with his words.
"Are you stupid? If Third Brother gets beaten, he'll definitely want to leave home even more! The elders don't understand that sometimes the stricter you are, the more counterproductive it becomes! You're Third Brother's wife; just say a few good words to ease the tension. It shouldn't come to us pushing Third Brother into someone else's arms!"
This statement coming from Huo Jinge, who often threatened others with bankruptcy and broken limbs, was completely unexpected for Jian Yunong.
"But what if it's his one true love?"
For one's true love, he is willing to sacrifice; others have no right to interfere. One can't impose their own preferences onto someone else's feelings! Sometimes people like to hurt others under the guise of doing it for their own good.
Huo Jinge covered her mouth in surprise, "So you actually agree with him being with Bai Ru? Jian Yunong, have you lost your mind?"
Huo Jinge even let her regional accent slip out.
Her mother was from a water town, speaking in soft Wu dialect, so she naturally picked up some.
Huo Jinge shook her head repeatedly, "Why don't you learn from my Sister-in-law? She married in and has been racking her brains to stay here, even though my older brother is rarely home. But you? You act like you don't care at all! You don't want me to see Third Brother get beaten, do you? You have no idea how terrifying my grandpa can be when he's angry. If you're trying to play hard to get, you'll regret it!"
"Is that so? This time I'll just see for myself."
Jian Yunong nodded slightly in a plain manner.
Huo Jinge was almost driven to madness by her behavior.
Forget it!
She grabbed Jian Yunong's hand and pulled her towards the study on the third floor.
Jian Yunong matched her pace, and the two of them ran to the door of the study.
Huo Jinge didn't dare to knock on the door at all.
The two of them hid at the door, eavesdropping on what was happening inside.
Suddenly, a sound of shattering glass echoed in the quiet room.
Huo Jinge jumped in fright, instinctively stepping back.
Inside, the sound of a whip being swung could be heard, striking heavily against someone's body again and again.
Each strike that passed through the door sent chills down their spines.
Tears were already welling up in Huo Jinge's eyes as she looked pleadingly at Jian Yunong. "The old man was a soldier when he was young, and with that whip, he could easily cause serious injuries! Third Brother has a unique constitution; what if something happens to him?"
Huo Jincheng has the same rare blood type as her, both having panda blood.
In the past, whenever her parents saw her cut or bruise herself and bleed even a little, they would feel heartbroken for a long time. Let alone punishing her in such a terrifying way.
“Knock, knock…”
Jian Yunong mustered her courage to knock on the door.
“Who is it! Don’t you know that no one can disturb me at this hour? Do you want to feel my whip?”
The old man roared angrily, his voice booming like a fierce tiger descending the mountain.
Jian Yunong instinctively looked at Huo Jinge, seeking some encouragement. But wait… there was no one beside her; Huo Jinge had already dashed around the corner. This person really runs fast!
“It’s me. Jian Yunong. Grandpa.”
The sound of the whip inside came to an abrupt halt.
“Are you here to plead for mercy? Not allowed!”
“No. I’m here to apologize!”
Jian Yunong gritted her teeth and turned the doorknob with force. To her surprise, the door was not locked, and she walked straight in.
Huo Jincheng was kneeling on the ground. Even though his back was bleeding profusely from the beating, he still knelt upright. His silhouette looked defiant.
Jian Yunong's heart sank, feeling a complex mix of emotions.
She walked over and knelt down before the old man could say anything.
"What are you kneeling for? You haven't done anything wrong."
The old man sat down behind the Eight Immortals Table, his tense face softened slightly as he picked up a cup of tea and took a sip.
"I have! I am his wife, and if he has done something wrong, I should be punished too!"
The old man nearly spat out his tea.
This reasoning was so far-fetched it was almost unbearable to hear.
The honest girl was indeed endearing.
The old man looked at Jian Yunong with increasing satisfaction.
"Fine, I'll let you off today for your grandmother's sake. But if there's a next time, just try it!" The old man slammed his hand on the table, causing Jian Yunong to shudder. His previously raised voice suddenly dropped, "As long as I'm alive, you won't get away with anything!"
"Understood, Grandpa."
Huo Jincheng stood up, and the two of them exited the room one after the other.
They walked through the corridor in silence back to their room.
"Are you okay?"
Jian Yunong watched as Huo Jincheng's steps were no different from usual, but just after she asked, Huo Jincheng had already fallen towards her. She was caught off guard and took two steps back, leaning against the flower rack that held potted plants to avoid falling.
"Brother!"
Huo Jinge rushed in again, just in time to see this scene, and immediately turned around.
"Can you two not be like this all the time?"
She thought the two were being affectionate again!
Huo Jincheng still maintained a bit of consciousness.
"Next time, don't come in without my permission!"
"Okay, okay! Hearing your voice still has strength to get angry, it seems like you're fine! I worried for nothing!" Huo Jinge stomped her foot and left, slamming the door behind her.
Is he really okay?
Huo Jincheng's breathing was heavy, pounding against Jian Yunong's eardrums.
How could he be fine! She raised her hand to hold his waist but accidentally touched his wound, feeling the damp heat.
"Are you trying to take the opportunity to kill me?"
Huo Jincheng let out a muffled groan.
"Yeah!"
Jian Yunong was not in a good mood as she stumbled and helped him to the edge of the bed. Huo Jincheng, however, took the opportunity to pull her down with him, and they both fell onto the bed.
"Let go!"
His hand was across her chest.
"Stay with me for a while."
Huo Jincheng had his eyes tightly closed, and his voice was no longer as strong as before; it was much weaker. The old man was truly aging like fine wine; if anyone said he was an old man, Huo Jincheng would definitely disagree. His whip was still as fierce as it had ever been.
It had been years since he had been hit.
The last time he was hit was the year his older brother left home.
Beside him, Jian Yunong struggled to sit up. "Why did the old man have to hit your back with a whip?"
Her tone was filled with complaints, and Huo Jincheng could even detect a hint of concern in her voice. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but suddenly his back throbbed with pain, and he could no longer smile.
"Jian Yunong!"
This woman was both worried and pressing on his wound; was she out of her mind?
Jian Yunong was examining his injury, and her clothes got stuck to the blood and flesh. She accidentally touched it.
"I think the old man should just chop off your claws." He often places them on her chest!
"I am your husband!" Huo Jincheng emphasized.
Jian Yunong pretended not to hear and directly walked out of the room.
Huo Jincheng lay on the bed alone, feeling lazy and unwilling to move. He needed to rest well because when his mother returned at night, he would have to face her interrogation.
That lady was not like the old man, who would just whip him and be done with it.
In the Huo Family, his mother held absolute power.
The door to the room opened once again.
Jian Yunong returned.
Huo Jincheng heard the sound but had no intention of looking up. To be honest, he was already quite satisfied that Jian Yunong didn't cause a scene again. However, he couldn't help but feel a bit unhappy inside.
She wasn't making a fuss, probably because she didn't care.
Jian Yunong sat down by the bed, causing the blanket to sink slightly due to her movement.
"Do you want to sleep with me? I don't have the energy to satisfy you right now." Huo Jincheng teased as he raised his hand to rest on Jian Yunong's waist.
Slap!
Jian Yunong slapped his hand away.
How come I never noticed before that this person liked to be hands-on?
"I see you have quite a bit of energy; I guess the wound on your back won't be a problem if you don't treat it. So go ahead and keep sleeping."
Jian Yunong heavily put down the things in her hands.
Huo Jincheng looked up and saw the medical kit placed on the bedside.
His heart softened.
So she went out just now to get the medical kit to treat his wound.
Jian Yunong had barely taken a few steps when she was pulled back.
"It’s my fault."
Huo Jincheng apologized.
His face looked sincere when he became serious, and with his good looks slightly showing an apologetic expression, it was easy for people to forgive him.
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