The Mad Young Master Falls Asleep Every Night to My Fragrance - Chapter 43

But he couldn’t bear to watch Jiang Youxi being bullied. After hesitating for a long time, he finally pointed bravely and reminded her, “Xixi, He Zhuoxue, the senior, is awake.”

Jiang Youxi was taken aback and subconsciously looked down at the man on her shoulder.

His eyes were closed and his breathing was even.

Jiang Youxi lowered her voice: “No, are you sure you didn’t see wrong?”

“I didn’t see wrong, he really is awake, he was just… just now…”

“Return what?”

Zhang Chao’s cheeks were burning: “I… kissed you.”

Jiang Youxi looked at He Zhuo in surprise again, and finally noticed something: “He Zhuo, are you awake?”

The man on her shoulder stirred and slowly opened his eyes.

He Zhuo, still sleepy-eyed, asked, “Is the movie over?”

Zhang Chao: “…”

He’s such a pretentious guy.

Jiang Youxi carefully examined his expression and couldn’t detect any sign that he was faking sleep.

“No, there’s still half left.”

He Zhuo said “Oh,” and then said, “Call me when it’s over.”

After saying that, he rested his head on her shoulder and fell into a deep sleep.

Jiang Youxi: “…”

He’s using her as a cushion? Leaning against her so naturally and casually?!

He Zhuo slept until the movie ended.

After it was over, Jiang Youxi woke him up and left.

He Zhuo opened his eyes, looked at her, and then reached out his hand.

“what?”

Help me up.

“Can’t you get up by yourself?”

My legs are numb.

Jiang Youxi felt that she had been listening to him too much lately. It was as if he had put a love potion on her. She subconsciously obeyed whatever he said and did it obediently.

It’s become a conditioned reflex.

Jiang Youxi decided she couldn’t continue to indulge him like this.

She slapped his hand away, crossed her arms, and snorted, “If your legs are numb, take a break. Do your own thing!”

He Zhuo stared at her intently, his eyes showing a hint of grievance.

“Don’t look at me like that. It’s not like I made your legs go numb.”

He Zhuo didn’t say anything, but slowly stood up, supporting himself on the handrails.

Worried that he might fall, Jiang Youxi instinctively reached out to help him.

But the next second, his guess came true, and he suddenly stumbled and fell directly on top of her.

Jiang Youxi staggered for a moment before managing to steady herself.

He Zhuo put his arm around her shoulder and said matter-of-factly, “I told you to help me, but you wouldn’t.”

“…”

–

It was already past nine o’clock at night when I walked out of the movie theater.

A light snow began to fall, turning everything into a white expanse.

The incandescent bulbs by the roadside were covered with a thick layer of snow and frost, casting a hazy, cold light.

Today is Laba Festival, and the commercial street is bustling with people in the evening.

Seeing that it was still early, Zhang Chao suggested that they go for a walk and stroll around the streets.

Thinking that she would have nothing to do when she got back, Jiang Youxi agreed.

He Zhuo followed silently behind, his eyes practically piercing as he watched the two cheerful figures.

The two chatted and laughed, and Zhang Chao was very enthusiastic about any fun or delicious things they encountered, insisting on treating them.

He Zhuo, who followed along, also benefited from Jiang Youxi’s generosity, and got to eat candied hawthorns and many other snacks bought by his “love rival”.

When Zhang Chao saw the old lady selling flowers, he ran over, bought a bouquet, and gave it to her, saying, “Xixi, this is for you.”

Jiang Youxi glanced at He Zhuo subconsciously and chuckled dryly, “No need, you’ve already spent too much tonight, this is on you!”

Jiang Youxi immediately paid and smiled as she handed the money to Zhang Chao.

Zhang Chao sensed her meaning, felt somewhat disappointed, but was also very unwilling, and silently stuffed the flowers into her arms.

“Xixi, I don’t like flowers, you should keep them.”

The two refused, but He Zhuo took it away with one hand.

“You two are fighting over a bouquet of flowers like this; even palace intrigue isn’t as exciting as this.”

The two: “…”

“Senior He Zhuo, this is for Xixi, not for you.”

He Zhuo remained shameless: “Isn’t what’s hers mine? We haven’t separated.”

“…”

What do you mean by “his”? And what do you mean by “separation of families”?!

What nonsense is this bastard spouting?

Just as Jiang Youxi was about to explain, her phone suddenly rang.

She took it out and glanced at it, then walked aside to answer the phone.

The atmosphere suddenly turned cold as soon as Jiang Youxi left.

Looking at the confident man before him, Zhang Chao pursed his lips and asked, “Did you do that on purpose just now?”

“yes.”

“You like Xixi?”

He Zhuo glanced at him: “Isn’t it obvious?”

Zhang Chao tightened his grip on his hands at his sides: “I… I won’t give up.”

“What are you not going to give up?” He Zhuo smiled. “You’ve known her for so many years, don’t you know what kind of person she likes?”

“…”

Zhang Chao knew this all too well, which is why he was always filled with inferiority when facing Jiang Youxi, and didn’t even have the courage to look her in the eye.

But he was unwilling to give up, harboring a faint hope that Jiang Youxi would see him and try to like him.

He had a sliver of hope before, but when he saw He Zhuo, he finally faced reality.

He Zhuo is outstanding in every way, whether it’s his appearance, personal charm, or personal ability.

He is clearly not on the same level as him.

The disparity in ability and status was too great; before the game even began, he had already suffered a crushing defeat.

“Zhang Chao, I advise you to find someone else to like. Jiang Youxi is not someone you can even dream of.”

Zhang Chao said with dissatisfaction, “Why should I do what you say just because you say so?”

“Have you seen Jiang Xu?”

“What does this have to do with Jiang Xu?”

“He is Jiang Youxi’s biological son, and also my child. In the future, we will be husband and wife.”

Zhang Chao was surprised, then realized what he meant and said with displeasure, “Do you think I’m a three-year-old?”

Whose child is only a few years older than their biological parents?

“Believe it or not,” He Zhuo said calmly, “Don’t covet other people’s wives, it’s immoral.”

Zhang Chao carefully examined his face and realized that, apart from the small dimples at the corners of his mouth that Jiang Xu had, he was exactly the same as the man in front of him.

Zhang Chao was furious: “And what about you? Aren’t you afraid I’ll tell Xixi what you just did?”

He Zhuo let out a cold laugh, extremely arrogant—

“What’s there to be afraid of? I have no morals.”