The Tycoon's Little Darling: Uncle, you're going to spoil me rotten!

Chapter 587 Secretly in Love with Me

After finishing everything in the morning, Jiang Chenyu went back in the afternoon.

Before they went back, the whole family was gathered in the living room around Jiang Chenyu's son. "Warm-hearted baby, what's wrong with our little one? He's all pouting again."

Gu Nuannuan looked at the chubby little guy in her arms, her face full of displeasure.

"When I changed his diaper, I held him and washed his little bottom. Look at his unhappy face. Doesn't he know he's dirty and smelly? I think he'll grow up to be just as bad-tempered as his dad," Gu Nuannuan complained about her son.

The little one is turning his head away, not wanting to look at Mommy at all!

As if his grandson could understand him, Old Jiang earnestly educated him, "Little Shan Jun, we must be fragrant babies, not stinky little babies."

Jiangsu, standing to the side, asked, "Grandpa, do you think he can understand what you're saying?"

Old Jiang casually raised his cane, ready to hit his eldest grandson. But Jiangsu was experienced; as soon as he raised the cane, the grandson immediately rolled to the side and nimbly dodged aside.

Ning'er had even gotten used to her brother Xiao Su's sharp tongue and the occasional beating he would receive. In Ning'er's mind, as long as her brother Xiao Su didn't get beaten by her uncle, she wasn't worried.

Her biological mother, Wei Aihua, gets annoyed whenever she sees her son, and she doesn't understand why her brother-in-law wants to keep him at home. She complains about her son, "Xiao Su can skip meals, but he can't help but be cheeky."

Old Jiang fully agreed with his eldest daughter-in-law's words, saying, "That's right, the only thing we can't have in Jiangsu is this mouth."

The lively living room fell silent instantly upon hearing the sound of the fire being extinguished in the front yard.

Everyone turned to look at Gu Nuannuan, not for any other reason than the sound of the engine being turned off—it was her husband's car.

She knew the sound of her husband turning off the engine better than anyone else in the family.

She calmed down as well.

Then, everyone in the living room instantly got up from the sofa. Even Old Jiang, leaning on his cane, moved to the window to see the man outside who was coming home and preparing to take some checks today.

"Huh, you brought a bag of checks?" Old Jiang asked in surprise.

Although Gu Nuannuan was curious, she had to restrain herself and calmly held her son on the sofa while waiting for her husband to come home.

A moment later, Jiang Chenyu pushed open the living room door with one hand. After entering, he changed his shoes directly in the entryway and then looked back at the hand that the whole family was staring at him…

"what happened?"

The little one heard his dad's voice and immediately turned around to look for him. He hates Mommy washing his bottom; Daddy's home is the sweetest place to be.

The little one, nestled in Gu Nuannuan's arms, started making wailing noises to get his dad's attention again.

Jiang Chenyu was tall and straight, wearing a dark trench coat, which made him look cold and unsmiling.

But then, hearing his son's voice and seeing his wife's back, he couldn't help but smile. He took off his black trench coat and hung it on a hanger, then walked towards the living room.

He sat down next to his wife, watching the little one struggling to find him. He bent down and snatched the soft, boneless baby from his wife's arms.

The little guy turned his head away, looking at his father whom he had missed all day. His little face was rosy and tender. He lay in his father's arms and was finally happy.

Then, Jiang Chenyu placed the red envelope he had prepared into his wife's arms.

"Hurry up and open the warm bag, see what he prepared for you." Old Jiang, a bystander, was not going to miss out.

The group of people who had been climbing by the window returned to the living room, their eyes fixed on the red envelope in Gu Nuannuan's arms.

"Honey, if you dare give me a check, it means you don't love me."

Jiang Chenyu: "It's not a check."

Gu Nuannuan felt that it didn't really look like a check, so under the watchful eyes of her family, she opened the double-decker red envelope. She squatted down, placed the red envelope on the coffee table, tilted her head, and looked inside.

Money? Colorful money? And what's with the one-yuan coin? And the one-jiao coin??

Gu Nuannuan turned to look at her husband, confused, "What, did you go bankrupt?"

President Jiang: "...It's not that bad."

Old Jiang's curiosity was piqued. "Come and see what it is, Nuanwa! Let Dad take a look too."

Gu Nuannuan reached in and took out stacks of items.

Finally, the money was neatly arranged on the coffee table, leaving the whole family puzzled. "Are they really bankrupt?" Perhaps men understand men best; Jiangsu looked at the neatly arranged money with a purpose. "Sister Nuan, count how much money you have."

Jiang Chenyu gave his nephew a satisfied look.

Some of the money wasn't tied up with paper strips, so Gu Nuannuan had to count it manually. She picked up the loose money with her chubby little hands, arranged it on the table, and then, with the skill of a seasoned bank teller, she expertly counted the money, "One, two, three... fourteen."

After counting, Jiangsu stared at the money on the table. He paused for a moment, then thought to himself, "Sister Nuan, calculate the total."

Gu Nuannuan, still half asleep, counted on her fingers, "131452.1?"

Gu Nuannuan turned her head and looked at the man who wasn't very good at romance, "Husband?"

Jiang Chenyu nodded awkwardly, "Yes."

Gu Nuannuan picked up the corner piece. "Honey, if it weren't for you, I almost wouldn't recognize this as a corner piece." Jiang Chenyu: "..."

Old Jiang asked his second son with a mixture of disdain and curiosity, "Chen Yu, couldn't you have just given him over a million? Why did you give him over ten thousand and then scrape together a dime? Are you short of that little bit of money?"

Gu Nuannuan looked at her husband curiously, pouting, waiting for him to explain.

Mr. Jiang had his own ideas. “More than a million yuan is too much. There’s not enough room in the red envelopes. We need a safe. Where can you get a box for red envelopes during the New Year?” So he chose a red envelope of 100,000 yuan. It had to be a formality.

"Honey, who doesn't want more money? I can do without the red envelope, I'll just have the box." Little Nuannuan wrinkled her face, looking exactly like the little one in Jiang Chenyu's arms. She never imagined that a single red envelope would cause her to miss out on millions.

Jiang Chenyu had miscalculated. "...How about I give you the box next year?"

Gu Nuannuan was even more distressed, "But if you tell me now, I won't have any surprises next year."

President Jiang realized that no matter what he said, it didn't make sense.

In the end, Xiao Nuannuan, who had gotten a good deal, "reluctantly" put the money away.

President Jiang was not kicked out of the master bedroom that night.

"Xiao Su, how's it going?"

When Jiangsu was suddenly mentioned, he replied, "It has already begun."

The curious little one in President Jiang's family is online: "Honey, what did you ask Xiao Su to do?"

Jiangsu explained: "My uncle asked Ning'er's friend to help him look up something the day before yesterday, and asked me to act as an intermediary."

Nuan Naozi was quick-witted at times, "Ning'er's hacker friend, right? She agreed so quickly?"

Jiangsu nodded, said "Ah," and didn't answer further.

He suddenly realized he had answered incorrectly. The black web was no ordinary network; it wasn't something any hacker could easily break into. If it were someone insignificant contacting him, he would most likely refuse, finding it too troublesome. Even if he couldn't refuse, he would consider it for a few days before making a decision.

But just now, only one day later, he answered that it had already begun.

Sure enough, the trap set by his own uncle had appeared. "How did you convince him?"

Jiangsu swallowed hard, then, amidst the chaos, he tried to find an excuse, "Just..."

"Uncle, I'm the one who convinced him. He has a crush on me, and he'll agree to anything I ask, no matter how difficult it is."

See, Ning isn't all naive and innocent.