The Mad Young Master Falls Asleep Every Night to My Fragrance - Chapter 58

She looked around several times but didn’t see anyone coming. She only saw He Zhuo standing in the corridor, making a phone call.

Could it be He Zhuo?

He’s not a pervert, so why is he secretly staring at her?

That doesn’t make sense!

Jiang Youxi pulled Jiang Xu aside and whispered, “Do you feel like someone is watching you?”

“Who is it? Dad?” Jiang Xu turned his head to look upstairs and found the corridor empty. “Nobody’s here!”

Jiang Youxi looked up.

He Zhuo is indeed gone.

It turned out to be her imagination.

She knew it! He Zhuo had been staring at her lately, but he wasn’t so perverted as to sneak around like a thief.

Jiang Xu was about to run to get the fireworks when the red envelope in his pocket fell out.

Jiang Youxi picked it up and looked at it: “Did your dad give this to you?”

“Hmm.” Jiang Xu countered, “Did Dad give it to you?”

“Yes.” Jiang Youxi held up ten fingers. “He gave me this amount.”

“One hundred thousand?”

One million.

“One million?!” Jiang Xu’s voice broke down. “He only gave me a red envelope worth one hundred thousand just now!”

“100,000 is just the limit for the red envelope, not your dad’s limit!” Jiang Youxi comforted him. “Don’t worry, your dad still loves you very much.”

“Why did Dad give you so much?” Jiang Xu asked, puzzled. “Before, Dad would transfer money to me via WeChat every day, but ever since he came to Luyang Township and met you, he hasn’t transferred any money to me anymore!”

Do you know why?

“Why?”

Jiang Youxi patted her chest, looking smug: “Because I’m his future wife!”

Jiang Xu exclaimed in surprise, “Mom! You’ve admitted you’re Dad’s wife?!”

“…”

As soon as Jiang Xu uttered her voice, it echoed throughout the entire neighborhood, as if she was afraid others wouldn’t know she was He Zhuo’s future wife.

Jiang Youxi threw the red envelope back at him: “Hurry up and move your cannon!”

“What cannon! Those are fireworks that my beloved uncle bought for me!”

Jiang Youxi resigned herself to her fate: “Fine, I bought them all for you.”

Jiang Xu simply stuffed the red envelope back into her hand: “Mom, this red envelope is for you.”

“This is a red envelope from He Zhuo, why are you giving it to me?”

“I’m going to give you a little stash of money!” Jiang Xu’s filial piety burst forth. “What, Dad can give you red envelopes, but I can’t?”

“Are you copying your dad? Saying those domineering CEO lines?”

“You’re my mom, who else would I spoil if not you? Okay, here you go.”

After handing out the red envelopes, Jiang Xu ran off to move the fireworks.

Looking at the boy’s tall figure, Jiang Youxi felt a sense of pride, like a parent whose child has grown up.

The child has grown up and knows how to respect their elderly mother.

Jiang Xu quickly brought over a large box, and after tearing open the packaging, he discovered that it was full of sparklers.

“Mom, you play with this first, I’ll go get a few more.” Jiang Xu pulled out a few sparklers for her and then went back to get more fireworks.

Jiang Youxi took out a lighter from her pocket, intending to light the sparkler, but after several tries, the lighter wouldn’t light.

She fiddled with it for a while, but to no avail.

Just as she was about to give up and wait for Jiang Xu to come back before ordering again, a wall of flesh suddenly pressed against her back.

The familiar scent of cedar, tinged with the chill, filled her nostrils.

Jiang Youxi was taken aback and looked up at the person who had come.

It is a congratulatory toast.

The man’s handsome and alluring face was inches away from hers, his breath brushing against her hair, the strands lightly brushing against her ear, causing a ticklish sensation that made her ears inexplicably restless and burning.

He was wearing a long black coat, his eyes lowered, looking at the sparkler in her hand.

Sparse white snowflakes fell on his shoulders, blending into his black attire and becoming a unique part of him.

“Raise your hands.”

The girl in his arms remained motionless.

He Zhuo withdrew his gaze and looked at her face.

Their eyes met unexpectedly.

He Zhuo curled his lips into a smile, his eyes gleaming with mischief: “Is it pretty?”

Jiang Youxi replied dreamily, “…It looks good.”

“Then let’s go to your room tonight, and you can see as much as you want, okay?”

Jiang Youxi snapped out of her daze, her face flushed red: “You you you…”

“I…I…what?” He Zhuo glanced at her leisurely. “Jiang Youxi, don’t tell me you really don’t have those kinds of thoughts?”

What are your thoughts?

What do you think?

“I don’t know!” Jiang Youxi was completely bewildered and felt wronged!

The way she says that makes it sound like she’s an impatient, lustful woman!

“Okay, I’ll tell you when we get back to your room tonight.”

“…”

Can this bastard please stop using the words “tonight” and “room” all the time?

It’s easy to let your imagination run wild!

Worried that he would continue to talk nonsense, Jiang Youxi immediately raised her hand: “Don’t you have a lighter? Light it for me.”

What’s in it for me to order for you?

Jiang Youxi immediately took out the red envelope Jiang Xu had given her, pulled out a red banknote, and slapped it into his hand: “Here’s your tip.”

He Zhuo glanced at the banknotes in his hand: “Using my money to buy me, just passing it around, Jiang Youxi?”

“Who bought you?” Jiang Youxi said matter-of-factly. “If anyone bought you, it was only the right to use your lighter. You’re so expensive, I can’t afford you!”

Compared to a net worth of billions, her little bit of money is nothing, let alone enough to buy it.

He Zhuo stuffed the banknotes back into her small wallet: “I don’t want your money.”

“Then what do you want?”

“Say you miss me.”

“Huh? Why?”

“Because I want to hear it.”

“…”

That’s what a cool guy is like; even his demands are so domineering!

“Okay.” Jiang Youxi looked up at him and smiled sweetly. “Brother He Zhuo, I really, really miss you!”

“I miss your money, I miss your lighter, and even more, I miss that one and only firework you lit for me.” Jiang Youxi bombarded him with cheesy pickup lines, then made a heart shape with her hands. “Brother He Zhuo, would you be willing to let this firework light up my heart that has been dark for so long?”

He Zhuo flicked the “heart” in her hand and shattered it with one finger: “Shut up.”

Jiang Youxi held the sparkler up to him: “Okay, Brother He Zhuo~”

Turn your back.

Jiang Youxi immediately turned her back to him.

He Zhuo took out a lighter, extended it, and slid the grinding wheel under the sparkler.

A click.

The sparkler leaped up and was successfully ignited.

“What did you just say? Say it again.”

What did I just say?

“You said you missed me.”

The sparkler was successfully lit, and Jiang Youxi began to play dumb: “No, when did this happen?”

“Someone heard it.”

“How is that possible? There are only the two of us here!”

“If you don’t believe me, ask him.”

“who?”

Jiang Youxi looked up and saw Zhang Chao walking over carrying a box of fireworks.

He Zhuo rested his chin on the top of her head, a slight smirk playing on his lips, a smile both wicked and provocative.

Ask him if he heard you say, “You miss me.”