The Mad Heiress Played Innocent, and the Third Master Fell Hard - Chapter 9

This is the second bowl.

Jiang Yuhuai glanced at it but said nothing.

He simply instructed the kitchen staff to postpone dinner time a little.

Lu Yichen and Fu Zhengnan have already left.

Yu Guiwan wasn’t too surprised to see that two people were missing.

Just then, the landline outside the living room rang.

Yu Guiwan glanced in that direction.

Jiang Yuhuai poured her a glass of juice and placed it beside her, saying, “The housekeeper will take it.”

She nodded, finished the remaining pickled vegetables, and then took a few sips of the juice he had poured.

It diluted the saltiness in my mouth.

It’s not entirely salty.

Her relaxed brows showed that she was enjoying her meal.

A faint smile played at the corners of Jiang Yuhuai’s lips.

The housekeeper returned after finishing the phone call.

He stood not far from the dining table, glanced at Yu Guiwan, and did not speak immediately.

Jiang Yuhuai’s eyes were cold. “What is it?”

There was no restraint shown because Yu Guiwan was present.

Seeing this, Yu Guiwan glanced at him, something flashing quickly in her eyes, and then obediently held the cup and sipped her juice.

The butler bowed his head and said respectfully, “It’s… a call from the old house, asking the young master and young mistress to come back for dinner tonight.”

Actually, it was Grandpa Jiang’s idea.

But he knew that if he called Jiang Yuhuai and said this, Jiang Yuhuai would not listen.

So, I simply called the landline.

Have the butler speak to Jiang Yuhuai.

Jiang Yuhuai rarely returned to his old house.

The last time I went back was only for the purpose of arranging a marriage with Yu Guiwan.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuhuai quickly guessed that Old Master Jiang was deliberately trying to find a reason for him to go back.

Yu Guiwan looked over curiously, “What kind of place is the old house?”

She seemed to know nothing about this place.

The butler glanced at Jiang Yuhuai before explaining, “Young Madam, the old house is the Jiang family’s residence.”

Yu Guiwan blinked, nodded, and then looked at the man beside her.

“We’re getting married, shouldn’t we go back and tell your parents?”

As soon as the words were spoken, the butler’s body stiffened abruptly, and he subconsciously looked at the man.

A hint of worry and…fear flashed clearly in his eyes.

Yu Guiwan raised her eyes almost imperceptibly, but her face remained expressionless, still maintaining her pure and obedient demeanor.

Jiang Yuhuai was not as agitated as the butler had expected; his expression remained calm.

But when he turned his head to look at the girl next to him, his expression softened considerably.

“Does Wanwan want to go?”

Yu Guiwan tilted her head slightly, “Shall we go?”

“I’ve heard about the Jiang family’s old residence ever since I came to Beijing. It’s a very impressive place.”

The tone sounded curious.

Jiang Yuhuai chuckled, a complex emotion flashing across his face. “Is it impressive?”

Not far away, the butler lowered his head even further.

A few seconds later, the man composed himself, a faint smile playing on his lips, “Since Wanwan wants to go, then let’s go.”

“Have Jiangdong prepare the vehicles,” he instructed.

The butler bowed and replied, “Yes, young master.”

…

It was a little after five o’clock in the evening.

The Jiang family’s old residence.

In the living room.

Grandpa Jiang sat on the sofa, glancing towards the door every now and then.

He gripped his cane and absentmindedly sipped his hot tea.

The old butler served respectfully from the side.

On the other side sat a nonchalant man who looked a few years older than Jiang Yuhuai.

He scoffed, “Dad, you’re the only one in the entire Jiang family who would want that madman to come back. Aren’t you afraid that he might go crazy again and accidentally hurt a few more people? It can’t be that Jiang Yuhuai’s life is more important than ours, can it?”

Her words were filled with disgust and dislike for Jiang Yuhuai.

And he was very unhappy with Old Master Jiang’s favoritism.

Grandpa Jiang slammed his teacup down.

It wasn’t placed properly, and the tea inside spilled everywhere.

He slammed his cane down and shouted angrily, “Jiang Yao’an, Ah Huai is your brother.”

Jiang Yaoan scoffed again, “He’s not my brother, he’s just your illegitimate son.”

“you–“

Just as Old Master Jiang grabbed a teacup and threw it at Jiang Yao’an.

The old butler, sensing something amiss, quickly spoke up, “Master, the Third Young Master is back.”

Grandpa Jiang froze.

Then, in a flurry, he shoved the cup into the old butler’s hand.

He coughed lightly and adjusted his posture to make himself look less frightening.

Jiang Yaoan was used to this scene, but he was still very unhappy.

Why would the old man like an illegitimate child, who is also mentally ill, so much?

Here, Jiang Yuhuai was holding Yu Guiwan’s hand as they went up the stairs.

The Jiang family’s old residence is the most mysterious villa estate in the mountains of the northern suburbs.

This is also the most expensive house in the entire capital.

The manor, situated on a mountain, exudes a commanding presence, overlooking the entire landscape.

The building, with its black and gold color scheme, is symmetrical and has a network of pathways leading from low to high. Every brick, tile, and blade of grass exudes an air of power and wealth.

The vehicle couldn’t drive in, so it was parked at the entrance.

The two had no choice but to walk up.

Jiang Dong followed behind.

Jiang Yuhuai gripped Yu Guiwan’s hand tightly, his steps slow, turning his head to look at her.

“Are you tired? Do you want me to carry you?”

Yu Guiwan shook her head, “I’m not tired, no need.”

The servants who stopped and bowed respectfully upon seeing the two people appear overheard their conversation.

Especially Jiang Yuhuai’s words.

They almost couldn’t help but look up to confirm whether the other person was indeed the Third Master Jiang, who struck fear into the hearts of the entire Jiang family and even the capital.

Yu Guiwan was unaware of their inner thoughts.

But she still obediently shifted the force to the man’s hands.

He could feel it; his brows softened considerably.

Yu Guiwan: “…”

Not necessarily.

A few minutes later, the two walked to the door.

The old butler stood guard nearby.

He smiled as he saw the two of them walking in hand in hand.

“Third Young Master, Third Young Madam.”

Jiang Yuhuai remained silent.

Yu Guiwan could sense that his aura had become much colder since he came up.

It was completely different from when it was in Danwon.

She blinked, looked at the kind-faced old butler beside her, and nodded, “Hello, grandpa.”

The old butler quickly said, “Oh dear, Third Young Madam, this is against the rules.”

But even so, I could still see that he was smiling much more often.

Yu Guiwan: “…”

She looked at the man beside her with an innocent expression.

As a result, Jiang Yuhuai took her hand and led her towards the sofa.

They completely ignored the old butler.

The old butler didn’t seem to mind at all, as if he had long been used to his personality.

On the contrary, Old Master Jiang, who was sitting in the main seat on the sofa, looked a little unpleasant when he heard Yu Guiwan call the old housekeeper “Grandpa”.

Especially when Jiang Yuhuai passed by holding Yu Guiwan’s hand, he even snorted, seemingly expressing his dissatisfaction.

Yu Guiwan: “?”

Jiang Yuhuai remained expressionless, putting his arm around her shoulder. “Your feet must be tired after climbing so many stairs. Sit down for a while, we’ll eat later.”

It was as if they came back just like they were going to a restaurant for a meal.

Jiang Dong stood behind the two men, eyes downcast and seemingly oblivious to his own thoughts.

Old Master Jiang: “…”

The old butler: “…”