The Mad Young Master Falls Asleep Every Night to My Fragrance - Chapter 35

“Didn’t you eat properly at school? Why have you lost weight?” Jiang Shuli asked reproachfully. “Why haven’t you used any of the money I transfer to you every month?”

Jiang Youxi felt a little guilty and said with a smile, “Yes, I used it, but I had too much money and couldn’t use it all.”

“Nonsense, I linked my card to a family card. Do you think I wouldn’t know whether you used it or not?”

Jiang Shuli had previously set up a card for her, and every month she would deposit her living expenses into that card for her to use.

Every time Jiang Shuli went home for vacation, she would check her account information and find that the money in her card had hardly been touched.

Jiang Shuli felt sorry for her, worried that she might not have enough to eat or wear at school and that this would make her feel inferior. So she made a rule that she had to spend a certain amount of money each month. At the end of the month, Jiang Shuli would check again, and if it wasn’t enough, she would go directly to the school to personally supervise Jiang Youxi to make sure she spent all the money.

Throughout her three years of high school, Jiang Youxi managed to barely meet the monthly quotas assigned by her older sister, Jiang Shuli, under her coercion and enticement.

Even now that she’s in college, Jiang Shuli still transfers money to her as always.

Jiang Youxi knew that she worked hard to earn money, so in order not to add to her burden, she worked part-time to earn her living expenses after starting university and never touched the money in her card again.

Jiang Youxi hugged her waist and said coquettishly, “Cousin, I’m not a child anymore. I can earn money to support myself. If I still rely on my family for money, what’s the difference between that and sponging off my parents?”

“What do you mean by ‘leeching off your parents’? Don’t just use a word you’ve learned.” Jiang Shuli pinched her little cheek. “My Xixi is so cute and sensible, even if she had to leech off us for the rest of her life, I’d be happy!”

“Mom? Mom!” Jiang Xu’s soft voice kept urging from behind, “Is it my turn yet?”

Jiang Youxi then remembered Jiang Xu and immediately pulled him to her side: “Cousin, let me introduce you, this is Jiang Xu, he’s my…”

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Xu opened his arms and shouted, “Auntie—!!”

He lunged at her, but Jiang Shuli reacted quickly and dodged.

puff–

Jiang Xu missed his target and fell headfirst into the snowdrift.

Jiang Youxi: “…”

“Who is this kid?”

Jiang Youxi smiled sweetly: “Cousin, he is my son.”

“Son?!” Jiang Shuli raised her voice, “Jiang Youxi, have you gotten too bold? You only have a few coins on you, and you’re already trying to keep a gigolo?!”

“You can keep a gigolo, but at least raise an adult!” Jiang Shuli yanked Jiang Xu out of the snowdrift. “What is this? A complete idiot who hasn’t even grown his first hair! What kind of twisted taste do you have?!”

Jiang Shuli gave Jiang Youxi a long scolding, and Jiang Youxi had no chance to interject. She could only take out her “ID card” DNA test report from her bag to show her, and also explain Jiang Xu’s fantastical journey through time.

Jiang Shuli stared at the DNA test report again and again, her expression going through the entire process from shock, disbelief, doubt, to complete belief.

“Is he really your future son?”

Jiang Youxi hurriedly replied, “It’s genuine.”

“Then who is his father?”

“Congratulations on your visit.”

“I don’t know him. Where did this random man come from?”

“…”

Jiang Xu said excitedly, “Auntie, my dad is extremely rich and very famous in Jianghai City!”

“A spoiled rich kid?”

“…”

Jiang Youxi explained again, but Jiang Shuli was not from Jianghai City and was still unfamiliar with He Zhuo.

“Never mind, let’s go home first.”

“Auntie, let me help you with this!” Jiang Xu was particularly eager to help with the luggage.

–

As the year draws to a close, the train station is packed with people, all migrant workers carrying large bags and small packages, heading home for the Spring Festival.

The three followed the flow of people to have their tickets checked and board the train.

On the way back, Jiang Xu acted like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world before, looking around curiously the whole way, asking what everything he saw was, and being unusually excited on the train, though it was unclear what he was so excited about.

Jiang Youxi, worried that he might disturb others’ rest, pulled him back to his seat: “Alright, never ridden a train before? Look at you, so naive and clueless!”

Jiang Xu exclaimed in surprise, “How did you know I’ve never ridden a train? Mom, you’re so smart!”

“…”

It was only after asking around that we learned that since birth, this kid has been driven around by a nanny and driver, and he is surrounded by top-of-the-line luxury cars and luxury goods. He even owns several private jets.

Ordinary people like them, who often ride the old-fashioned green trains, naturally have no chance to experience them.

OK.

Turns out she was the real country bumpkin.

After an eight-hour journey, we finally arrived at our destination – Lvyang Township.

The three of them returned home carrying large and small bags.

As soon as she got home, Jiang Youxi shouted, “Auntie, we’re back!”

Aunt Jiang was cooking in the kitchen when she heard the noise and immediately came out. When she saw Jiang Youxi, she said, “Oh, you’re all back? Please sit down, the food will be ready soon.”

Jiang Youxi had just put her things down when Jiang Xu, like a wild bull released from the cowshed, charged straight in, yelling, “Grandma!!”

Aunt Jiang was startled. As soon as she turned around, Jiang Xu pounced on her, and they both fell onto the sofa.

“Ouch……”

The two men were startled and quickly stepped forward to help the two men up.

“Auntie, are you alright?”

“N-nothing.” Aunt Jiang staggered to her feet, supporting her back, and chuckled as she teased, “Xixi, is this your classmate? He’s so enthusiastic, Auntie almost couldn’t handle it.”

“No, Mom, his name is Jiang Xu, he’s Xi Xi’s son.”

“Good, good, good son…” Aunt Jiang suddenly looked up, “What? Son?!”

Jiang Shuli pulled Jiang Xu in front of her and repeated what Jiang Youxi had just told her: “His father is called He Zhuo, a rich second-generation rich kid.”

Jiang Youxi habitually took out the DNA test report: “Auntie, this is our DNA test report, please take a look.”

After more than ten minutes of explanation, Aunt Jiang finally accepted Jiang Xu’s identity: “You child, you didn’t even tell me you were bringing the child back beforehand, so I could have cooked an extra dish.”

“It’s alright, Auntie, he doesn’t eat much.”

Jiang Xu leaned closer and whispered, “Mom, I ate a lot!”

“Shut up.”

“OK.”

“Okay, you guys play for a while, I’ll finish cooking the rest of the dishes first.”

Auntie picked up the spatula and turned to go into the kitchen.

Jiang Youxi slapped Jiang Xu on the chest: “You brat, get rid of this bad habit of hugging everyone you see! Your great-grandmother is getting old and can’t take this kind of abuse!”

Jiang Xu immediately apologized and volunteered to go into the kitchen to help out.

Jiang Xu was very outgoing and immediately launched into a barrage of sweet talk, making Aunt Jiang laugh heartily, creating a harmonious and loving atmosphere in the kitchen.

They just happened to find that they were out of soy sauce, so Aunt Jiang told them to go out and buy a bottle.

Jiang Youxi couldn’t sit still since she rarely got to go home. When Jiang Shuli went to buy soy sauce, she went with her.

—

Bishui Tea House.

The waiter brought the snacks to the table.

The man in the suit smiled obsequiously: “Mr. He, I’ve heard that this sweet peach shortbread is the signature dessert of Biyue Teahouse, and it’s especially delicious. Please try it.”

Looking at the exquisite and beautiful pastries on the porcelain plate, he smiled and said, “It seems that Mr. Wang did his homework in advance and knew that I like to eat peaches.”

“That’s right.” President Wang smiled amiably. “President He is young and promising. Countless people would do anything to cooperate with you. It is my honor to sit down with President He and discuss cooperation. Even if we don’t end up cooperating, it would be good to make friends.”

He Zhuo smiled and picked up a piece of sweet peach shortbread with his chopsticks, taking a bite.

The smooth texture, mixed with a familiar sweetness, fills the entire mouth.

He Zhuo paused, looking at the sweet peach shortbread on his chopsticks with some surprise.

“Mr. He, what’s wrong?”

Who made this dessert?

As if he had noticed something, Mr. Wang immediately called over a waiter and explained the reason.

The waiter said, “Sir, this pastry was made by our master chef. Is there a problem?”

“Is the driver a man or a woman?”

“The man is fifty years old.”

Can I see him?

Seeing that the man was dressed in expensive clothes, the waiter didn’t dare to neglect him: “He’s about to get off work at this time, I’ll go and tell him.”

—

The two rode their electric bikes to the town to buy soy sauce and pick up Uncle Jiang from get off work.

Uncle Jiang is a pastry chef who works at the Bishui Tea House in the small town of Lvyang Township.

He should be off work by now, but perhaps because it’s nearing the end of the year, the teahouse is busier than usual, so he’s probably working overtime.

Upon arriving at their destination, Jiang Shuli asked Jiang Youxi to wait at the door while she went inside to find her uncle.

“good.”

After Jiang Shuli went inside, Jiang Youxi was extremely bored. She took out her phone to play a game when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye.

It was He Zhuo!

The man was dressed in a black suit with a white shirt underneath, and the crisp collar accentuated his strong and distinct facial features.

He was coming out of the teahouse when the antique bamboo door was gently pushed open, and the crystal beaded curtain was lifted, passing over his straight, broad shoulders.

The beaded curtain cascaded down, creating a pleasant sound.

As soon as He Zhuo stepped out of the teahouse, he was met with a surprised look from the young girl.

He paused, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, light snowflakes were falling. The little girl stood in the snow, with her hair in two braids, wearing a light yellow down jacket, a red beret, and white fluffy earmuffs. Her almond-shaped eyes were round and bright, like a sweet and soft cream puff.

Jiang Youxi walked over, suddenly feeling inexplicably awkward: “You, what are you doing here?”

“And you?”

“Waiting for someone.”

“I’m waiting for someone too.”

Jiang Youxi looked at him suspiciously: “What a coincidence?”

He Zhuo’s gaze fell on her: “Otherwise, do you think I would be so perverted as to follow you all the way here?”

“Aren’t you a pervert?”

Has this bastard forgotten what they argued about last time?!

As soon as she finished speaking, the man lightly tapped her forehead.

Jiang Youxi covered her forehead: “Why did you hit me?”

“How can someone so sweet-looking have such an evil mind?”

“…”

Is this a compliment or an insult?

He Zhuo looked at her silently: “Your earmuffs are loose.”

“Huh?” Jiang Youxi was about to raise her hand to cover her ears when both of her hands covered them first.

Jiang Youxi froze, staring blankly at the handsome face so close to hers.

The man leaned forward slightly and covered her ears with his hands, as if gently cupping her face.

His tie hung down naturally, and he focused intently as he carefully adjusted her earmuffs.

The cold wind blew, lifting the end of her tie and gently brushing against her scarf, as if testing her, or perhaps lingering tenderly.

“What are you doing?”

Jiang Youxi seemed to wake from a dream, and when she looked up, she met her uncle’s surprised eyes.

Jiang Youxi pushed him away abruptly and smiled awkwardly, “No, no, he was adjusting my earmuffs.”

Uncle Jiang looked at them and asked, “You know each other?”

He Zhuo smiled and said, “Master Jiang, I forgot to introduce myself earlier. My name is He Zhuo, and I’m Xixi’s best male friend…”

Jiang Shuli: “He Zhuo?!”

Uncle Jiang: “Boyfriend?!”

The father and daughter spoke in unison.