The Mad Young Master Falls Asleep Every Night to My Fragrance - Chapter 83

The maid explained tremblingly, “Madam hasn’t been in good spirits lately. The eldest young master hired a doctor to treat her. The doctor said that Madam is uneasy and has a mental illness, so she needs to rest more. Praying to Buddha and chanting scriptures can help calm the mind and cultivate one’s character, so Madam has been chanting scriptures in the meditation room lately.”

“Second Young Master, the Madam must not be disturbed while she is chanting. Would you please wait until she finishes…”

He Zhuo pushed her aside and strode inside.

“Hey, Second Young Master, what are you doing?” The servant hurriedly chased after him.

He Zhuo walked to the meditation room with ease and kicked it hard.

Bang!

The door was kicked open, and the woman inside was startled, turning her head to look.

“He Zhuo?” You Huilin frowned. “What are you doing here?”

He Zhuo stepped over the threshold and walked steadily inside.

The man stared at her intently, his gaze dark and devoid of warmth.

That look was so familiar. Last time in the room, he looked at her with that same deadpan gaze.

Yu Huilin felt a chill run down her spine and quickly stood up, backing away repeatedly: “What…what do you want to do?”

He smiled and said, “Don’t be afraid, I just want to talk to you.”

His smile only made You Huilin more panicked: “This is a meditation room, with Buddha present. He Zhuo, even if you’re crazy, there’s a limit!”

“Do you want to talk here or outside?” He Zhuo looked around, ignoring her words. “Of course, you can talk here if you want, but if we don’t have a good time and I accidentally break something, don’t blame me.”

You Huilin calmed down: “What do you want to talk about?”

He Zhuo pulled up a chair, crossed his legs, and pulled out his calculator, quickly calculating: “1,500 yuan per class, two classes a day, four days a week, that’s 12,000 yuan.”

Snap!

The computer was thrown in front of her, and the man’s tone left no room for argument: “Give me the money.”

You Huilin picked up the computer and saw that it displayed 12000.

She then understood what he meant.

“She said she didn’t want it, what does it have to do with me?!”

“It’s her business if she doesn’t want it, but it’s your problem if you don’t give it to her.”

“Ten thousand is nothing. As the head of the Ling Shi Group, do you really need such a small amount of money?”

“She’s not as rich as you; she can’t even afford ten thousand.”

You Huilin scoffed, “You came back to make a scene with me for this little bit of money? Aren’t you ashamed?”

He Zhuo lifted his eyelids and looked at her coldly: “This is the reward she deserves. Even if it’s just a penny, you have to give it to her!”

“What can you do if I don’t give it to you? You don’t want to tear down the meditation room, do you?!”

She just couldn’t stand his arrogant attitude!

“You Huilin, you’d better not mess with me.”

“If you’re so capable, call your dad back and talk to him!”

OK.

He Zhuo got up, grabbed the nearest thing, and smashed it on the ground.

Clang! Clang!

The paintings on the wall were torn down, the offerings on the incense table were all thrown to the ground, and the originally intact Buddha statue was smashed to pieces.

The prayer beads were scattered everywhere, and in the blink of an eye, the huge meditation room was a mess.

You Huilin screamed in despair, “Stop! I’ll give it to you! I’ll give it to you right now!”

He Zhuo stopped what he was doing, patted the dust off his hands, and said, “Cash.”

“Alright, alright, I’ll have someone go get it right away!” You Huilin hurriedly called out, “Butler Su, quickly go and get the 12,000 yuan in cash.”

“Yes, madam, I’ll go get it right away.”

Butler Su was very efficient; in less than a minute, he brought up the 12,000 yuan in cash and handed it to He Zhuo.

He Zhuo took it and counted the amount of cash.

No more, no less, exactly twelve thousand.

He Zhuo patted his palm with cash: “Thanks.”

After saying that, he got up and left.

–

After school, Jiang Youxi was a little surprised to see the familiar car appear at the school gate. She walked over, opened the car door, and got in: “Is everything done?”

“Hmm.” He Zhuo unzipped her bag and stuffed the wad of cash inside.

Where did all this cash come from?

“Your fee for tutoring Vivi for this week.”

Jiang Youxi asked in surprise, “You went to ask You Huilin for it?”

“Um.”

“Didn’t she say she wouldn’t give it to me anymore? Why did she suddenly give it to me again?”

“Some means were used.”

“What methods?”

“They smashed her favorite things.”

“…”

Is it really that simple and crude?

Are you happy?

Jiang Youxi folded the stack of cash and put it away. Her voice was soft and flattering: “Of course, this is the salary that my brother Azhuo personally helped me get back. Of course I’m happy.”

He Zhuo glanced at her: “You’re acting again, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” the little girl leaned closer, her round eyes blinking as she smiled sweetly at him, “Brother A-Zhuo, don’t you like watching?”

The little girl tilted her head, her adorable face beaming with a smile that made her eyes crinkle and her dimples add a touch of playfulness.

He Zhuo lifted her chin, glancing down at her: “Is this your way of repaying me?”

“No.” Jiang Youxi suddenly leaned closer to him and kissed his lips, her round eyes filled with a hint of triumph. “This is it.”

He Zhuo quickly grabbed her neck to stop her from moving: “Trying to flirt and then trying to run away?”

“Who…who flirted with you?”

As soon as she finished speaking, the man picked her up with one hand and made her straddle his lap.

Jiang Youxi’s back was pressed against the steering wheel, and her waist was restrained by two strong hands.

He Zhuo gently stroked her waistline, his voice hoarse: “Then why did you kiss me?”

“Don’t you think your lips…”

“Um?”

Jiang Youxi poked her two fingers together: “Is it easy to kiss?”

“I haven’t eaten it myself, so I don’t know.”

“…”

That seems to be true.

“You’ve tried it, what did you think of it?”

Jiang Youxi subconsciously touched her lips and gave him a silly smile: “It was too fast, I didn’t taste it.”

He Zhuo smiled and gently tapped her forehead with his own, his husky voice carrying a hint of seduction: “Want to try some more?”

Jiang Youxi looked around: “Here?”

“You think it’s too small and will affect your performance?”

“No, it’s not that,” Jiang Youxi said frankly. “It’s just… I’m afraid of being seen.”

“Don’t worry, the car is very stable and won’t shake.”

“ah?”

He Zhuo stared into her round eyes: “Didn’t you want to go all out?”

When did I say that?

“In bed last night.”

Jiang Youxi tried her best to explain: “A bed is a bed, and a car is a car, they are not the same!”

He Zhuo glanced around the carriage: “Indeed, it’s a bit small compared to getting out of bed. Next time I’ll get you a bigger car so you can make do with whatever you want.”

“Wait!” Jiang Youxi covered his mouth. “Aren’t we getting a bit off-topic?”

“Didn’t you say you wanted to taste what my mouth tastes like?”

“Yeah, why would you need such a big car just for a kiss?”

This car is big enough now; she really can’t imagine it getting any bigger.

“Maybe you’re good at it and can come up with a lot of positions?” The man’s words were full of good intentions and consideration for her. “I always have to take precautions.”

“…………”

The way she said that made it sound like she could actually kiss his lips so hard they’d bloom like flowers.

“It’s just a kiss, why all the fuss?”

“Who knows?” He looked at me meaningfully. “Last time you said you were just going to take a nap, but you ended up playing around with me even more than I did. In just one night, you left me with more hickeys than I did with the two thousand peaches I bought last time.”

“…”

Jiang Youxi felt utterly ashamed.

At first, Jiang Youxi agreed to sleep with him, genuinely just wanting to improve his sleep.

However, after the two confirmed their relationship, Jiang Youxi found that this “sleeping together” was gradually getting weird.

Every time Jiang Youxi saw his face, her heart would surge with excitement, and she couldn’t suppress her longing for him.

She was like someone suffering from skin hunger, needing to hug and kiss him every night; her physical attraction to He Zhuo was terrifyingly strong.

Of course, these symptoms will disappear automatically once you get out of bed.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me.

“Would you like to try some more?”

Jiang Youxi snapped out of her reverie and looked down at his handsome, thin lips.

He gently stroked his lower lip with his fingertips, his eyes and movements every frame and every second filled with seduction: “Anyway, it feels quite soft to the touch.”

Jiang Youxi stared at his lips, swallowed hard without thinking, and nodded: “Try it.”

“Okay, then I want it to be intense.”

“Oh? Let’s not?”

You’re already being picky by letting me kiss you?

“What, are you afraid I can’t handle it?”

Jiang Youxi nodded vigorously: “We’d better take it easy.”

He chuckled: “Jiang Youxi, you know nothing about your own abilities.”

“…”

Worried that he might say something that would “provoke” her, Jiang Youxi cupped his handsome face and precisely covered his mouth with her hand.