The Mad Young Master Falls Asleep Every Night to My Fragrance - Chapter 10

His eyelids were half-closed, his pupils were dark and deep, like a bottomless abyss. Looking into his eyes was like staring into an abyss, mysterious and profound, with a powerful sense of encroachment. The longer the gaze lasted, the more frightened one became, and the only thought was to escape.

Jiang Youxi froze, put the dog bowl back, and smiled to ease the awkwardness: “Sorry, I forgot you’re human.”

He Zhuo gave a slight smile, his gaze casually falling on her dimples.

The little girl’s eyebrows curved into a smile, sweet and lovely. Her almond-shaped eyes seemed to speak volumes, blinking with remarkable liveliness.

He Zhuo had seen many sweet-looking women, but none of them were like Jiang Youxi, who was sweet-looking but whose eyes carried a hint of cunning and flattery.

What appears to be a perfectly round peach with sweet but not cloying flesh is actually a little fox who loves to eat sweet peaches, possessing the “little cunning” of a fox.

“Since Xiaodu likes you so much, then…”

My phone suddenly rang.

He Zhuo reached out and connected the call.

Jiang Youxi immediately understood and hurriedly replied, “Senior He Zhuo, you’re too kind! You can take care of the phone, I’ll look after Xiao Du!”

He Zhuo gave her a meaningful look, said nothing, and turned to go out to answer the phone.

In order to improve He Zhuo’s impression of her and facilitate negotiations on compensation, Jiang Youxi was very attentive. She not only played with Xiaodu in the courtyard, but also groomed its fur and trimmed its nails, providing it with a great deal of emotional support.

Xiao Du was overjoyed. Ignoring the wound on its paw pad, it took the initiative to bring the ball over and invite Jiang Youxi to play with it.

Jiang Youxi was worried about aggravating its wound, so she didn’t dare to throw it too far and just played with it in place for a while.

Xiao Du, who was initially wary of Jiang Xu, had a much more relaxed relationship with Jiang Youxi because of her presence.

While playing with Xiaodu, Jiang Youxi secretly glanced at the man making a phone call not far away.

His tired brows were tinged with a hint of irritation, and the cigarette between his fingers became his only way to relieve stress.

“Xiao Xu, I have a feeling your dad…smokes quite a lot?”

She suddenly realized that He Zhuo was never in a good mood whenever he smoked. He was either feeling depressed or mentally exhausted, as if he hadn’t slept for months.

It’s obvious that she’s under a lot of stress, which has seriously affected her sleep.

Jiang Xu was also puzzled: “Yes, but I remember he never smokes.”

Are you sure?

“Anyway, I’ve never seen him smoke since I was born,” Jiang Xu guessed. “Could it be because he’s worried about me being exposed to secondhand smoke? After all, he’s been the one taking care of me since I was a child.”

Jiang Youxi asked in surprise, “Is he a stay-at-home dad?”

“Yes, my dad raised me with great care, taking care of my every need.”

“…”

No wonder this kid has such a deep dependence on and trust in He Zhuo, firmly believing that he is a good person. It turns out that the foundation of the father-son relationship lies here.

After all, the child will be closer to whoever takes care of them.

“Mom, are you disgusted by Dad’s smoking?”

Jiang Youxi clicked her tongue: “Why would I mind if he smokes?”

They’ve only met a few times so far, and strictly speaking, they’re still quite strangers. Why would someone who isn’t even a friend look down on you?

Jiang Xu’s eyes lit up: “So, you’ve fallen for Dad?!”

“…………”

Jiang Youxi slapped her forehead and looked up at the sky.

She must have committed murder and arson in her past life to give birth to such a simple-minded creature in this life!

Recalling He Zhuo’s suspicion of Jiang Xu earlier, Jiang Youxi reminded him, “Stop talking nonsense. Remember, from today onwards, before He Zhuo acknowledges you, you cannot call him ‘Dad’ in front of him.”

“Why?”

“Your dad can be ruthless and doesn’t care about family. He’ll really put you in a mental hospital when he gets angry, then you’ll behave!”

“Then what should I call myself?”

“Call me brother.”

“Call me brother?” Jiang Xu thought for a second. “Dad, brother?”

“…”

Jiang Youxi gritted her teeth: “Can’t you just drop the word ‘Dad’?”

“That won’t do! Dad said that we must use respectful titles when addressing our elders; calling them by their full names is extremely disrespectful!”

“Dad, Dad? Is your dad Bao Nan?” Jiang Youxi tapped his blockhead. “You can just call him Brother He Zhuo. Why did you call him by his full name?”

“But……”

Jiang Youxi immediately adopted a motherly authority: “Will you listen to me or him?”

Jiang Xu thought for a moment before reluctantly replying, “Okay, you’re the eldest in the family, I’ll listen to you.”

“What boss?”

“Dad said that you are the eldest in the family, and your words are law, and you cannot disobey them.”

Jiang Youxi smiled smugly.

Unexpectedly, He Zhuo has quite a knack for educating children.

“Alright, go and get Xiaodu’s ball back.”

Jiang Xu obediently ran to retrieve the ball, and less than a minute later, he came running back excitedly: “Mom! Guess what I saw when I was retrieving the ball?”

“What?”

“Our little electric scooter!” Jiang Xu pointed, “It’s right in the garage!”

“real?”

“It’s absolutely true, go see for yourself!”

Seeing that He Zhuo had already returned to the house, Jiang Youxi took the opportunity to quickly run to the garage.

The electric scooter is indeed here!

Jiang Youxi kept stroking the car body, her excitement overflowing: “Half a month! Xiao Xu, your mother has finally touched your little sister, Xiao Fen!!”

Jiang Xu: “…”

I never expected he had a sister from another species.

Jiang Youxi did a quick inspection of the electric vehicle and found that the original rusty and loose single stand had been replaced with a new single stand that was the same color as the vehicle body.

Jiang Xu also noticed: “Did Dad have someone switch these?”

“I guess so.”

I didn’t expect this guy to be not only meticulous, but also quite kind-hearted.

“Never mind! I have to take it with me today!”

Jiang Youxi immediately straddled the car and was about to start it and leave quietly when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure at the garage door.

She was startled and almost fell off the car.

It’s a congratulatory toast!

With his left shoulder against the wall, his right leg bent, and his arms crossed, he watched them leisurely as they “stole”.

Jiang Youxi felt a pang of guilt, smiled at him, then got off the bike, put up the stand, and turned off the power.

The entire process was completed in one go.

He Zhuo walked over and glanced at the pink electric scooter: “Want it?”

Jiang Youxi nodded frantically: “Senior He Zhuo, my little pink cat has been playing at your house for more than half a month. It’s time… to let it go home to find its biological mother, right?”

“Little Pink?”

Jiang Youxi pointed to the little electric scooter and laughed, “That’s Little Pink.”

He Zhuo crossed his arms and laughed, “Sure, I’ll sell it to you for 100,000.”

“This is my car! Even if it’s going to be sold, it’s me who’s selling it!” Jiang Youxi took the initiative. “I can tell you really like it. Why don’t you pay some money and keep it?”

“How many?”

Jiang Youxi held up one finger.

“piece?”

“One hundred million.”

He Zhuo sneered: “Even unscrupulous merchants would have to call you master.”

Jiang Youxi took a step back and bent half a finger: “Then fifty million! Fifty million should be enough, right?!”

He Zhuo bent down and leaned closer to her. His aggressive eyes were like a highly seductive trap, as if trying to suck her in.

Jiang Youxi stiffened slightly, her heart pounding: “W-what are you going to do?”

Why are you getting so close out of nowhere?

Just as Jiang Youxi was nervous and didn’t know what he was going to do, he suddenly stretched out his index finger and inserted it into the crook of her finger, then flicked it.

Her finger, which had been bent halfway down, was forced to straighten, turning back into the number “1”.

The man smiled, a smile that was utterly wicked.

Not a single cent.