The Flash Marriage Husband is from a Top-tier Aristocratic Family

After finishing his sentence with an expressionless face, Huo Siyuan shifted his gaze back to the financial report in his hand, as if everything around him was irrelevant.

Butler Shang, standing nearby, couldn't help but feel a surge of sympathy in his heart as he looked at the cold and ruthless Second Master.

He sighed inwardly at the Second Master's mercilessness and felt deep sorrow and regret for the Young Madam.

However, Butler Shang did not choose to leave quietly. Instead, he mustered his courage and said in an extremely respectful tone, "Second Master, I fear this may not be appropriate!"

The sudden remark was like a thunderbolt, leaving all the servants present utterly shocked.

They couldn't believe their ears—Butler Shang actually dared to openly challenge the Second Master's decision!

Everyone knew that Butler Shang had always been obedient and never uttered a single word of defiance.

At this moment, the entire room was filled with a tense atmosphere as everyone held their breath, waiting for the Second Master's response.

Huo Siyuan slowly put down the financial magazine in his hand, raised his head slightly, and looked at Butler Shang with an indifferent gaze, asking in a calm tone, "Oh? And why is it inappropriate?"

Facing the Second Master's icy-cold gaze, Butler Shang felt as if he had been plunged into an ice cellar, shivering all over, but he still forced himself to remain calm.

He answered cautiously, "Second Master, the Young Madam was personally brought back by the Old Madam. If the Old Madam finds out that the Young Madam encountered such a mishap within just two hours of arriving at the villa, and if she really falls down the stairs, I fear it will be difficult to explain. Moreover... it's the third floor, Second Master. If something truly happens, the consequences will be unimaginable. Please reconsider!"

Huo Siyuan usually cared about no one's life or death, except for his grandmother—his only concern in this world.

After careful consideration, he slowly stood up from his seat and walked resolutely toward the door.

His tall figure was as straight as a pine tree, and every step he took carried an air of determination.

Butler Shang watched this scene, feeling a complex mix of emotions in his heart.

Looking at Huo Siyuan's gradually disappearing figure, he sighed inwardly, "Second Master is truly ruthless! The Young Madam, so innocent and charming, is being treated this way. Even I, an outsider, can't help but feel heartbroken."

Despite his helplessness and regret, Butler Shang still followed closely behind, carefully asking, "Second Master, are you really going to ignore the Young Madam?"

Huo Siyuan didn't stop walking, nor did he hesitate.

He continued expressionlessly, but his cold voice echoed clearly in Butler Shang's ears, "Go check on her at the door."

Hearing this, Butler Shang's heart trembled.

So, the Second Master wasn't entirely indifferent after all—perhaps he had his own thoughts and plans.

Feeling slightly relieved, Butler Shang showed a hint of a smile and quickened his pace to follow Huo Siyuan out of the house.

Meanwhile, the other servants in the villa, seeing this scene, also followed the Second Master out in an orderly manner.

When the Second Master reached the center of the courtyard, rows of well-trained servants quickly lined up on both sides, resembling a disciplined army.

The strong and sturdy bodyguards stood behind Huo Siyuan like an unbreakable wall of steel.

Because Huo Siyuan's work involved various fields, he occasionally had to deal with threats through extreme measures. Consequently, some desperate individuals had attempted to retaliate by sending assassins after him.

Although Huo Siyuan was highly skilled in combat, he still worried that the elderly, weak, and children around him might get hurt. This, among other reasons, was why the villa was heavily guarded.

Huo Siyuan turned around and looked up at the stone ledge on the wall.

With his exceptional vision, he immediately spotted a figure.

A petite and delicate girl stood there gracefully, wearing a light pink dress. The gentle breeze swayed her skirt, making her look like a blooming peach blossom, beautiful and vibrant.

Fortunately, she was wearing safety shorts under her dress; otherwise, an accident could have exposed too much.

Her slender legs trembled slightly, evoking a sense of pity in anyone who saw them.

Seeing her, Huo Siyuan suddenly felt as if his heart had been clenched by an invisible hand, causing him a dull ache.

Just then, a guard quickly approached with a loudspeaker and respectfully handed it to Huo Siyuan.

He took it, pressed the button, and in a cold, measured tone, asked, "What are you doing up there?"

Xia Wan, who was already exhausted from standing for so long, was startled by the sudden voice. She wobbled and almost fell.

Reacting quickly, she grabbed a protruding stone, inwardly thankful that she wasn't wearing shoes.

Taking deep breaths to calm herself, she muttered softly, "This voice sounds so familiar... It's him, my husband whom I've only met once. Oh no, he's here to catch me."

At that moment, Xia Wan felt like she had been frozen in place, unable to respond loudly or even move an inch.

She stood as still as a statue, not daring to make any unnecessary movements.

Everyone below, including Huo Siyuan, had their hearts in their throats when she trembled just now, afraid that she might fall and die instantly.

Cautiously, Xia Wan turned her head slightly to glance downward, and the sight nearly scared her soul out of her body.

A dense crowd stood below, resembling a dark cloud looming over her.

She panicked internally—she must have provoked someone she shouldn't have!

Huo Siyuan, standing below, locked eyes on Xia Wan.

Even though he could only see half of her face, he recognized her instantly.

This was the very woman he had been searching for—his little woman whom he had missed all day and night.

She had somehow ended up in his villa and even became his wife.

Feng Chi, standing beside him, also noticed the subtle change in Huo Siyuan's expression. Could it be that the Young Madam upstairs was indeed the one they'd been looking for?

If that was the case, Feng Chi could finally breathe a sigh of relief—his job was secure now.

To everyone's surprise, a faint ripple of a smile appeared on Huo Siyuan's usually stern face.

"You've really made me search for you," he murmured softly.

Memories of last night flashed through his mind like a whirlwind.

Huo Siyuan's eyes remained fixated on Xia Wan as he commanded in a deep voice, "Lay down cushions here immediately. If anything happens to her, you will all pay with your lives."

Hearing this, everyone shuddered.

They were utterly bewildered by the Second Master's sudden change in attitude toward the Young Madam.

Regardless of the reason, the servants dashed to the storage room like arrows, grabbing cushions and inflating them with teamwork.

In the blink of an eye, multiple cushions were stacked up, almost reaching ten meters high, significantly shortening the distance between Xia Wan and the ground.