The Mad Young Master Falls Asleep Every Night to My Fragrance - Chapter 38

Jiang Xu leaned over and said, “Mom, don’t worry, Dad has a high alcohol tolerance. He can easily finish a whole bottle of baijiu!”

“real?”

“Of course, would I lie to you?”

Hearing this, Jiang Youxi started to worry about her older brother instead.

Jiang Shaoyang’s alcohol tolerance is not bad either, but he is definitely no match for He Zhuo, who can drink a bottle of baijiu without any problem!

Uncle Jiang saw that his son was deliberately making things difficult for He Zhuo, and said, “Alright, Xiao Yang, He Zhuo is a guest, that’s enough.”

Aunt Jiang also came to He Zhuo’s rescue: “That’s right, Jiang Shaoyang, it’s rare for classmate He Zhuo to come to our house, so be careful not to scare him away.”

Jiang Shuli glanced at her stubborn younger brother, then at the smiling old fox across from her, and vaguely guessed the outcome: “Dad, Mom, don’t worry. He Zhuo said he would know his limits, so he will. Let them drink.”

“That’s right, come on!” Jiang Shaoyang raised his glass to He Zhuo, “Brother He Zhuo, drink this cup, and from now on we’re brothers!”

What benefits would I get from becoming your best buddy?

“There are many benefits. Good brothers help each other, share the good times and the bad!”

“Okay,” He Zhuo smiled and picked up his wine glass. “If I ever encounter anything I can’t handle in the future, I’ll ask my cousin to help me solve it.”

“Don’t worry, definitely!”

The two clinked their glasses together and then drank it all in one gulp.

After a glass of wine, on this cold winter night, it felt like a cup of warm water, instantly warming my whole body.

“Brother He Zhuo, you…”

Bang!

The man collapsed onto the table.

“???”

Everyone stopped picking up food and turned to look at He Zhuo.

“Holy crap, one drink and she’s knocked out? I haven’t even started!”

The man swayed and then collapsed into Jiang Youxi’s arms.

Jiang Youxi was startled: “Hey! He Zhuo? Wake up, He Zhuo!”

“I feel dizzy…” came a painful groan from the man in my arms, “It feels so bad…”

They called He Zhuo’s name several times, but he was so drunk that he couldn’t even see clearly.

So, this is what he meant by having a sense of propriety?

They’re all so drunk!

“He’s quite drunk, let’s help him to his room to rest,” Jiang Shuli suggested.

Everyone then realized what was happening and rushed forward to help him up.

Jiang Youxi tried to get up to help, but her waist was held tightly by the man, and she couldn’t move.

They called out to him several more times, but he responded only half-heartedly, his mind clouded and unable to stand steadily.

Jiang Youxi had no choice but to say, “Fine, my bed is bigger, so let him sleep in my room tonight.”

The house has four bedrooms and two living rooms. Aunt Jiang and Uncle Jiang sleep in one room, and the three of them live in the other three rooms.

Of the three rooms, Jiang Youxi’s bed was the largest, easily accommodating two people.

A pampered young master like He Zhuo, who never lifts a finger, would definitely not be used to sleeping in a small bed. Jiang Youxi had no choice but to make do and give up her own bed for him.

He Zhuo held her waist the whole time, so Jiang Youxi couldn’t leave. She could only help He Zhuo to his room with her uncle.

“Uncle, let me wash his face first, you guys eat first.”

Thinking that the man in bed was the father of his child, Uncle Jiang nodded: “Okay, come out and eat when you’re done, don’t go hungry.”

“good.”

After Uncle Jiang left, the room fell silent.

Originally, He Zhuo had come here to ask Uncle Jiang how to make sweet peach shortbread, but now, Jiang Shaoyang got him drunk, and he can’t even walk properly, let alone ask for advice.

Jiang Youxi sighed, turned around and went to the bathroom to get some hot water to bring out.

She helped him take off his suit jacket, then soaked a disposable towel, wrung it out until it was half dry, and while helping him unbutton his white shirt, she used the warm towel to simply wipe his body.

Jiang Youxi’s movements suddenly stopped when her clothes were unbuttoned.

Scars of all sizes, some shallow and some deep, crisscrossed like a menacing centipede, covering He Zhuo’s entire upper body.

Jiang Youxi was truly shocked by the scene when she first saw He Zhuo naked.

How come he has so many scars on his body?

Jiang Youxi suddenly remembered what Aunt Zhang had said before.

He Zhuo disappeared when he was six years old and wandered for seven years until he was thirteen years old when he was found by his family.

When He Zhuo first returned to the He family, he was extremely thin, almost skin and bones, with a pale face, dull eyes, and a listless and unhealthy appearance.

Perhaps because he was in an unfamiliar environment, He Zhuo spent the first few days after returning to the He family home hiding in the closet, neither eating nor drinking.

He Jingyao was worried that someone might die, so he called a doctor to come and treat the patient.

It was around that time that everyone learned that He Zhuo had developed serious mental problems.

He suffers from severe depression and sleep disorder.

No matter what he tried, he couldn’t fall asleep. Even if he accidentally fell asleep, he would soon be awakened by nightmares and couldn’t sleep all night.

Jiang Youxi asked for the reason, but Aunt Zhang didn’t know either.

Could his sleep disorder be related to these old injuries?

Jiang Youxi was preoccupied, rubbing her hands unconsciously.

But as she wiped, she finally realized something.

She paused, then slowly raised her head.

The man was staring at her with his eyes wide open.

What are you touching?

Jiang Youxi seemed to wake from a dream, and abruptly withdrew her hand: “I…”

He Zhuo grabbed her wrist and then pulled.

Jiang Youxi was caught off guard and pounced on him.

Jiang Youxi looked like she was in pain.

How can a drunk person still have so much strength?

Jiang Youxi suddenly looked up, her eyes questioning, “You’re not drunk?”

“I was drunk, but you woke me up by touching me.”

“…”

“I was wiping you down, who touched you?”

Jiang Youxi tried to get up by supporting herself with her hands, but the next second she was pulled back into the man’s arms, her waist tightly wrapped around him, unable to move.

Jiang Youxi cried out in pain: “What are you doing? Let go!”

“Let me hold you for a while.”

“Why?”

“Headache.”

“Your head hurts, I’ll go get you some medicine.”

“No need.” He buried his handsome face in her neck, breathing in her sweet peach scent. “A hug is enough.”

It smells so good…

Undeniably, he underestimated Jiang Youxi’s influence on him.

Knowing she was angry with him, he chose to avoid her and try not to appear in front of her to upset her.

She was comfortable and at ease, but what about him?

For the past month, I have been tormented by nightmares and longing.

He misses her.

He wanted to see her, and even more so, to hold her and feel the sweet peach scent emanating from her that could calm his mind.

Only now does he fully understand that he is like a lone boat at sea, drifting aimlessly, with no fixed abode.

Jiang Youxi was the one rowing the oar.

A lone boat moves by oars.

Only when she moves can he appreciate the scenery on both sides of the river.

Only with her by his side did he find his way back home.

Jiang Youxi scoffed, “I feel like you’re trying to fool me.”

“Are you lame?”

Jiang Youxi glanced at her legs subconsciously: “My legs aren’t lame.”

“If he’s not lame, then it’s not.”

“…”

Since she couldn’t leave, Jiang Youxi had no choice but to accept her fate: “Fine, you can carry me, but it’ll be 10,000 per minute!”

He Zhuo chuckled softly: “The price has been reduced?”

“??”

Oh right, last time I pinched his cheeks, it cost 50,000 yuan a minute!

Jiang Youxi immediately held up five fingers: “Fifty thousand per minute!”

He Zhuo took her small hand in his and squeezed it: “Talking about money hurts feelings.”

“So what do you want to talk about?”

We’re already being generous by offering you money to negotiate, why are you being picky!

“Let’s talk about something else.”

“What’s up?”

He wrapped his arms around her waist, flipped her over nimbly, and pinned her beneath him, his fingers gently caressing her soft lips in an intimate way.

“Things that can be discussed further.”

After saying that, he slowly lowered his body…