The Mad Young Master Falls Asleep Every Night to My Fragrance - Chapter 72

He Zhuo pulled out a chair and sat down, resting his hand on his cheekbone as he leisurely glanced at her.

Jiang Youxi was engrossed in looking at the exam paper, but on the table next to her, the man’s finger kept tapping the surface, thump thump thump, like a clock striking her heart.

Jiang Youxi pursed her lips. He didn’t speak, and she didn’t look up. The two of them sat there quietly.

He Zhuo couldn’t help but speak up: “Jiang Youxi, want to talk?”

“What should we talk about?”

“Talk about the things you like about me.”

“Don’t you already know? Why are you asking me again?”

Don’t you want to know what I think?

Jiang Youxi was taken aback and looked up at him: “What?”

Seeing her adorable little face, He Zhuo froze.

Seeing that he suddenly stopped talking again, Jiang Youxi frowned: “Why aren’t you talking again?”

“You’re so cute, what more can I say?”

“…”

Aaaaaah!

This jerk, where did he learn those cheesy pickup lines?!

Jiang Youxi was shocked and somewhat surprised to hear him say such a thing for the first time.

She looked him up and down: “Have you been possessed?”

“…”

He Zhuo flicked her nose: “How can such a soft mouth say such cold words?”

“So what would you like to talk about?”

“Let’s talk about how you’re going to be my future wife.”

Jiang Youxi’s pupils widened: “You…you believe it?”

“Yes, the paternity test results just came back.”

Jiang Youxi couldn’t help but feel nervous: “So what do you think of Jiang Xu? Is he capable of inheriting your family’s billions in assets in the future?”

He can only inherit one-third.

So stingy?

Jiang Youxi’s expression turned cold: “Then who do you plan to give the rest to?”

Could this bastard have an illegitimate child in the future, and we’ll end up with that illegitimate child for him?!

Jiang Xu had told her that He Zhuo loved her very much, was a good husband, and was very attached to her, even his son had to take a backseat.

Since the relationship is so deep, there’s no reason for him to have another mistress and have an illegitimate child.

“for you.”

Jiang Youxi was stunned: “What?”

“You are Jiang Xu’s mother, and Jiang Xu is my future son, so you…” He Zhuo leaned closer to her and poked her sweet dimples, “aren’t you my future wife?”

“You knew all along?”

“Yes, I just talked to my eldest son, and he agrees with me.”

“What do you agree with?”

“You agree that I should pursue his mother.”

“…”

etc!

These bombs were being thrown at her one after another, leaving her a bit overwhelmed!

“You’re going to pursue me?”

He Zhuo looked at her: “What, you don’t agree?”

“Why?”

He Zhuo clicked his tongue: “Why else could it be?”

Jiang Youxi shook her head: “How am I supposed to know why if you don’t tell me?”

“Because I like you.”

Jiang Youxi stood frozen in place.

My heart was racing uncontrollably, as if it were about to leap out of my chest.

He reached out and cupped the back of her neck, staring intently at her lips, his dark eyes unfathomable.

He then leaned in and kissed her.

Jiang Youxi covered his mouth with her hand: “What are you doing?”

“I want to kiss you.” The man’s voice was husky, filled with deep desire. “I’ve wanted to for a long time.”

“Very early? How early?”

“Last year at Tianbai Shopping Mall.”

“Tianbai Shopping Mall? Wasn’t that the one where we celebrated your birthday last year?”

“Um.”

Jiang Youxi smiled smugly: “So you were moved back then?”

“It’s not about being moved.”

“Not moved?” Jiang Youxi snorted in disappointment, poking his chest. “I knew it, your heart is made of stone, even dripping water can’t wear it down!”

If someone else rented out the entire mall to order such a huge birthday cake for her, she would be incredibly touched!

He Zhuo cupped her small hand and chuckled, “Are you mimicking me?”

“do not you?”

“That’s really not it.”

“Then tell me, after all we did for you back then, you really didn’t feel anything at all?”

“have.”

“What is it?” Jiang Youxi asked, her tone full of accusation.

“It’s a thank you.”

Jiang Youxi froze, meeting his deep, affectionate peach blossom eyes.

“After feeling grateful, I also became fully aware of my own feelings.” He gently stroked the back of her neck with his fingertips, his dark eyes concealing turbulent emotions. “Jiang Youxi, I knew it from that moment on.”

I like you, I like you a lot.

Jiang Youxi’s eyes were slightly cool, unable to hide the shock and surprise in her heart.

He solemnly explained to her his feelings for her.

She never expected that such a carefree and unrestrained person would so solemnly tell her his feelings for her.

What’s even more delightful is that the person she likes also happens to like her.

Even earlier than her.

“So, how do you feel now that you know I like you too?”

Jiang Youxi nodded emphatically: “I’m very happy.”

“That’s it?”

“I gave my permission.”

After saying that, the little girl withdrew her hand, closed her eyes, and tilted her head back: “Come on.”

He Zhuo was amused by her “directness”.

“Jiang Youxi, I sense you’re a little anxious.”

Jiang Youxi was startled, and when she opened her eyes, she saw him smiling happily.

Is it her appearance that’s funny, or is it her “eager” manner that’s funny?

“Fine, don’t kiss me then.” Jiang Youxi slapped his hand away, turned around, and continued to bury herself in the exam paper.

“Who said I don’t kiss anymore?”

Jiang Youxi was startled and looked up at him: “You… um—”

The man hooked his arm around the back of her neck, and his thin lips landed precisely on hers.