The Mad Young Master Falls Asleep Every Night to My Fragrance - Chapter 24

Bang!

The red ball is hit, rolls rapidly, hits the edge of the table, and is then bounced back by the impact, landing precisely in the net on the right.

“Mom! Goal!!” Jiang Xu almost jumped up excitedly. “I knew you could do it! Look, the ball went in, hahaha!”

Jiang Xu was as happy as Sun Wukong, who had just escaped from the Five Finger Mountain, running back and forth in the huge ball court, jumping up and down.

Jiang Youxi didn’t expect to score so easily, and her confidence soared. She boldly declared, “Come on! Let’s play another game! I’m sure I can beat you this time!”

He Zhuo chuckled at her confident words: “Not bad, if your skills aren’t good enough, make up for it with confidence.”

“…”

Listen to what kind of talk this is!

Jiang Youxi didn’t bother with words; she simply showed her true strength.

However, after several rounds, Jiang Youxi was completely dominated by He Zhuo, with no chance of survival.

Unsurprisingly, Jiang Youxi lost completely, almost losing all her underwear.

Jiang Youxi’s confidence was shaken, and she was about to throw away her cue and quit, but when she thought of the bet she had just made, she forced herself to stop.

no!

The women of the Jiang family must never lose!

If she loses, and He Zhuo, that pervert, really makes her do things that aren’t illegal but are also immoral, then her reputation will be ruined.

So she can’t lose!!

Jiang Youxi was inspired and snatched the sports headband that Jiang Xu had just redeemed with game coins, then tied it around her own head.

“bring it on!”

Seeing her fierce demeanor, He Zhuo chuckled and said, “Fine, watch closely.”

He Zhuo casually pushed the cue stick, which struck the blue ball.

The basketball rolled a few times and then stopped moving.

Jiang Youxi’s eyes lit up; she instantly saw hope.

She followed the same approach, summarizing her previous failures, and took the challenge seriously once again.

Perhaps it was a stroke of luck, but in the next few games, Jiang Youxi made a stunning comeback, scoring consecutive goals.

As for He Zhuo, perhaps because he was too arrogant earlier, his performance worsened in the following games, resulting in an unexpected series of losses.

The situation took a dramatic turn, and Jiang Youxi quickly caught up in the score she had fallen behind.

In the end, she, a complete novice at billiards, was forced to unleash her full potential and successfully tied the match with the seasoned veteran, He Zhuo!

Although she didn’t win, being able to tie with He Zhuo was already the greatest encouragement and affirmation for her.

Jiang Youxi was in a great mood and straightened her back.

Looking at the little girl whose tail was practically wagging, He Zhuo gave a slight smirk: “Happy now?”

“Of course!” Jiang Youxi stretched out her index finger and waved it, looking very proud. “Senior He Zhuo, you’re nothing special.”

“…”

Jiang Youxi was in a great mood and took Jiang Xu out to celebrate.

Watching the two walk away, Xie Zhao couldn’t hold back any longer: “Brother Zhuo, I’m not trying to be mean, but the way you threw the ball was so obvious that only a billiards newbie like Jiang Youxi wouldn’t have noticed.”

“You, a grown man, think you can beat a little girl?”

Xie Zhao clicked his tongue: “Then when you were fighting with Tao Jie, why didn’t you say that she was a woman and you should have let her win?”

“What’s wrong, are you jealous?”

“Me, jealous?!”

“There’s nothing I can do, you’re a guy after all.” He Zhuo patted his chest with his golf club. “If you were a girl, maybe I’d consider going easy on you.”

Upon hearing this, Xie Zhao became inexplicably excited: “As long as it’s a woman?”

“You can’t do it.”

Xie Zhao snorted coldly: “Tao Jie is no good, and neither am I. In the end, it’s not a matter of men and women, but rather that Jiang Youxi is the only one who can do it, right?”

He Zhuo took out his phone, opened the WeChat page, entered a string of numbers, and clicked confirm.

After doing all that, he threw down his golf club and left.

“…Damn it, He Zhuo, Jiang Youxi’s life is precious, but your brother’s life isn’t?”

“Hey, they’re just leaving like that? No cake being cut again this year?”

–

As He Zhuo walked out of the ball room, a hand suddenly reached out.

He Zhuo stopped in his tracks, his gaze following the small arm upwards to her face.

The girl’s eyes crinkled into a smile, and her attitude changed drastically: “Senior He Zhuo, this is the ice cream I just bought. Do you want some?”

He Zhuo calmly looked at her fawning expression: “What, all that money I transferred to you is only worth an ice cream?”

“Yeah, that’s what I wanted to ask you too, why did you transfer money to me?”

I still transferred 50,000!

Jiang Youxi had just seen the WeChat transfer record and thought she had misread it. She checked it several times before she dared to believe that He Zhuo had really transferred money to her.

“Is it because of that billiards match just now?” Jiang Youxi asked, puzzled. “But we clearly tied. If it’s a tie, then the bets are invalid.”

With his hands in his pockets, he exuded an air of arrogance: “When I’m in a good mood, I just want to do some random things.”

“…”

have a look.

Look at what good people are saying!

It sounds great!

Jiang Youxi took small, quick steps and walked over to him. She took his right hand and put the ice cream in his hand, saying, “Senior He Zhuo, thank you for taking care of me out of the blue and transferring money to me.”

Jiang Youxi wasn’t one to take a free meal: “Since I’ve taken your money, I should fulfill my bet. So, what are your conditions?”

He Zhuo silently looked at the little girl who only reached his shoulder.

The light shone down from above, soaking into her hair.

She stood in the light, and her whole being seemed to be bathed in a warm glow.

He Zhuo’s gaze fell on her face.

Her dimples are faintly visible, making one want to touch them.

As soon as the idea came to mind, He Zhuozhen did just that.

Jiang Youxi paused, sensing something amiss on her cheek.

Her pupils widened slightly as she stared at his finger in surprise: “Why…why are you poking me?”

“Jiang Youxi.” He leaned down, gazing at her closely, his voice low and tinged with an indescribable tenderness—

“You like me?”