There’re Always Paranoid Thoughts to Monopolize Me - Chapter 57.2

After that day, Qin Ke’s mood remained low.

Until the weekend of Huo Jingyan and Yan’an’s wedding was approaching, Huo Jun and Qin Ke, as the best man and bridesmaid, had to go for fittings in advance.

Speaking of which, Huo Shengfeng truly valued this adopted son of his—the wedding venue for Huo Jingyan and Yan’an was finally set at the Huo family’s old mansion.

Logically, this was naturally a treatment only Huo Jun could enjoy. But now that Huo Jingyan had used it in advance, it caused many servants in the house to privately discuss whether the old master Huo was really displeased with his son who hadn’t shown his face since returning to the country, and was deliberately using this to teach Huo Zhonglou a lesson.

When these low murmurs were heard, the two subjects of discussion were standing silently on the balcony on the second floor.

The passing servants below naturally didn’t know their words had been overheard. After they smoothly went downstairs and left, a light sneer sounded on the balcony.

“I think this suggestion is not bad.”

Huo Jingyan looked up, “What suggestion?”

Huo Jun leaned on the white jade stone railing, gazing at the end of the sky over the Huo family’s old mansion estate, and laughed coldly.

“Let the old man leave this inheritance to you—don’t use it to tie my hands and feet anymore.”

Hearing this, Huo Jingyan also laughed.

“Don’t dream. What’s meant to be yours, you can’t escape—moreover, even if you don’t mind suffering a bit, can you bear to let Qin Ke suffer with you?”

As he spoke, Huo Jingyan patted Huo Jun’s shoulder.

“You know, having no money and no power is the scariest thing in this world. Even if you could earn it, why bother making her suffer with you when you could enjoy comfort from the start?”

Huo Jun frowned.

But in the end, he didn’t refute anything.

Seeing that Huo Jun didn’t want to discuss this issue further, Huo Jingyan smoothly changed the subject.

“How are things between you and Qin Ke lately?”

“None of your business.”

“—Are you a hedgehog or something?” Huo Jingyan was amused by his anger, turning back to look at him, “I noticed you two seemed a bit strange after you arrived today—what’s wrong, had a fight?”

“…”

Huo Jingyan had hit the nail on the head, pinpointing Huo Jun’s sore spot of the past few days with one sentence.

His brow furrowed even tighter.

“A couple days ago, she had a dream, and because of what happened in the dream, she seems to be a bit upset with me.”

Huo Jingyan was stunned, then shook his head and laughed.

“Are you sure you didn’t mix up the subject and object in that sentence?”

“…”

“After all, this sounds more like something you would do.”

“.”

Huo Jun gave Huo Jingyan a cold glance.

Huo Jingyan chuckled, then after a few seconds, he lightly coughed and became a bit more serious, putting on an air of an elder giving advice.

“So what exactly was this dream about? Let me help mediate between you two?”

“…Not necessary.”

Huo Jun coldly withdrew his gaze from Huo Jingyan.

Huo Jingyan smiled calmly.

“I understand a girl’s thoughts much better than you do—are you sure you don’t need help?”

“…”

“Even if she continues to be upset with you and you don’t know why?”

“……”

Two minutes later, Huo Jingyan had managed to get the general information about the dream from Huo Jun.

After hearing it all, Huo Jingyan couldn’t help but laugh.

“How well must Qin Ke understand you now, to have such a dream?”

Huo Jun didn’t speak, just coldly snorted.

“But you’ve probably misunderstood her.”

Huo Jun: “?”

“She’s not upset with you, but with herself,” Huo Jingyan explained. “People who are too demanding of themselves often have this problem—when they feel they’ve done something wrong but have no way to make amends, they’ll punish themselves emotionally and mentally, sometimes even unconsciously.”

Huo Jun frowned, “You mean she’s blaming herself?”

Huo Jingyan nodded.

Huo Jun’s brow furrowed even more, “It was just a dream, and what does it have to do with her? She didn’t do anything wrong.”

Huo Jingyan shrugged lightly, putting on a helpless smile.

“Well, that’s a question you’ll have to ask her yourself—but you’re right, it was just a dream. For someone as rational as Qin Ke to take a dream so seriously, that is indeed a bit strange.”

Huo Jun was about to say something more, but at this moment someone from the villa had found the balcony and knocked on the glass door.

“Young Master Zhonglou, Butler Huo—the bride and bridesmaid have finished their fittings. Would you two like to come and take a look?”

“…”

Huo Jingyan and Huo Jun exchanged a glance, both silently agreeing, and left the balcony one after the other.

The fitting rooms were naturally separate.

As soon as they came out of the third-floor stairway, different stylists led the two in different directions.

On the way to that room, the stylist walking in front of Huo Jun carefully observed this young master of the Huo family who had only been seen in rumors, while explaining in a low voice.

“According to the old master’s requirements, Butler Huo and Miss Yan’s wedding will be a traditional Chinese style, so the style is more old-fashioned. The bridesmaids and groomsmen’s fittings are also like this.”

“Traditional Chinese?” Huo Jun paused, then relaxed, “She looks beautiful in any style.”

“…” The stylist was momentarily at a loss for words, then quickly responded cleverly, “Miss Qin Ke is indeed beautiful. To have such grace at this age, she will surely be even more charming in the future.”

“.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the stylist felt a chill run down his spine. He looked up in confusion and found that their young master, whom he had never met before, was coldly staring at him.

“More charming than the bride?”

The stylist realized his mistake and smiled apologetically. “Oh no, of course not. The bride is the main focus, we understand that. The design of the bridal attire is specially—”

“I don’t care about the bride, that’s Huo Jingyan’s business.”

Huo Jun continued to look coldly at the stylist, “But I hate other men’s eyes lingering on her—do you understand what I’m saying?”

Stylist: “……”

Judging by that look and expression, if he dared to say he didn’t understand, this young master Huo looked fierce enough to twist his head off.

The stylist immediately became subservient. “Yes, yes, I understand completely.”

The rest of the way was silent.

When they finally arrived outside the room where Qin Ke was trying on her outfit, the stylist stopped, inwardly heaving a long sigh of relief—feeling as if he had just survived a disaster.

After taking a deep breath, the stylist turned with a smiling face.

“Young Master Zhonglou, Miss Qin is inside the room.”

As he spoke, the stylist was about to push open the door.

Then he was stopped by a cold voice from behind—

“You don’t need to go in.”

Stylist: “…”

The stylist silently withdrew his hand, “I won’t go in. I’ll wait for you two outside the door.”

After watching Huo Jun enter and the door close, the stylist turned back with an expression of suffering, looked at his assistant standing by the door, and asked from the bottom of his heart.

“Do I really look like some ill-intentioned, lecherous pervert?”

“…” Assistant: “?”

Inside the room.

Huo Jun’s gaze swept around the outer room, but he didn’t see anyone. Without hesitation, he turned and walked towards the inner room.

The door to the inner room was half open. As Huo Jun pushed it open, he saw the girl standing by the floor-to-ceiling window turn around at the sound.

She was wearing a bright red dress.

The beautiful patterns and textures outlined the girl’s slender and graceful figure. Her long hair had clearly been specially styled, now half up and half down, with a small bright red flower adorning the black hair bun.

Snow-white skin, jet-black hair, bright red dress…

Huo Jun, who was about to step forward, suddenly felt dizzy for a moment.

He looked on in a daze.

The room before him suddenly changed appearance, and the bright day outside abruptly turned into night. A door opened, and everything was filled with fiery red.

…It looked like a bridal chamber.

On a large bed covered with bright red silk-like fabric, in the dim light veiled by red gauze, a girl in a bright red wedding dress sat in the middle of the bed, hugging her knees timidly.

She slowly raised her head.

Black long hair slid down from her snow-white neck, and those clear black pupils, filled with brimming tears, looked at him tremblingly and fearfully.

Qin Ke.

“—!!”

Huo Jun drew in a sharp breath and stepped back half a step.

The illusion before his eyes receded like a tide.

Everything from before disappeared.

There was no bridal chamber, no bright red gauze curtains, no girl in a fiery red wedding dress with tears streaming down her face in the dim light.

There was only Qin Ke standing by the window.

She seemed puzzled by his reaction and was walking towards him in that red traditional bridesmaid dress.

“Huo Jun? What’s wrong?”

“……”

Huo Jun frowned deeply.

He wanted to know too.

What was wrong with him.