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

Chapter 63 Jiangsu, lacking any self-awareness

Jiangsu got up, lowered his head, and slunk away from the bridal chamber.

Only the couple was in the house.

One is in a good mood because of the perks that will be available tonight.

She was so angry that her lips were so pouty they could hold an oil bottle.

Seeing his wife's angry expression, Jiang Chenyu smiled and pinched her cheek. "Go and organize your clothes and put them in the walk-in closet. We might be staying here for a while. I'll help you pack when I get back. If I'm late, just go to bed and don't wait for me."

Gu Nuannuan frowned slightly and asked her husband in a soft voice, "Do I still need to go to bed tonight?" Since they no longer needed to move, she no longer needed to be threatened.

Jiang Chenyu: "Don't want to sleep with me?" Gu Nuannuan nodded honestly, "Yeah. I feel uncomfortable sleeping with you."

“I saw you sleeping soundly last night, and I didn’t sense that you were uncomfortable at all.”

Gu Nuannuan blushed when she thought about last night, with all the kisses and hugs. She was just a young girl and felt embarrassed.

After giving his wife instructions, Jiang Chenyu went out to his study.

Gu Nuannuan stuck out her tongue at his retreating figure, "I'm not sleeping with you."

Jiang Chen's study was filled with darkness; stepping inside, one was immediately struck by the oppressive atmosphere.

When speaking to the person sitting in the main seat, you need to deliberately lower your voice and be careful in your actions.

No one can harbor any ulterior motives in front of Jiang Chenyu.

Otherwise, he has plenty of ways to deal with people.

I need an explanation for what your aunt said inside the house just now.

Jiangsu looked up and met his uncle's gaze.

Jiang Chenyu's eyelids twitched when he saw the wound on the corner of his mouth.

No wonder he kept his head down; he had a bruise on his face.

The murderer was his own wife.

He coughed awkwardly, judging from the look of his wife, who seemed to have hit him quite hard.

If your explanation and reasoning are convincing, I won't lecture you.

“Uncle, I don’t want you to move out. If you stay in the old house, at least I’m here, so I can protect Gu Nuannuan if you bully her. If you move out, and you force yourself on her, she’ll be left with no one to turn to.”

Jiang Chenyu suppressed his anger and asked, "What did I do to your aunt?" "Last night, you stood in front of me and did that to her, you two, that thing. Gu Nuannuan absolutely refused, but you insisted on doing it anyway." Speaking of last night, even a big boy from Jiangsu felt embarrassed.

Last night, after he left, he felt more and more sorry for his deskmate. His uncle told him to get out, and he obediently left, leaving his deskmate to suffer his uncle's torment in bed.

He felt he was being disloyal and that he should take on the responsibility of helping his classmate.

He only went down this side in order to keep Gu Nuannuan and his uncle there. Unexpectedly, he got beaten up again.

Jiang Chenyu emphasized, "Your aunt and I are husband and wife, so it's perfectly normal for something like this to happen."

“My parents’ marriage is what you call a real couple. You know how abnormal your marriage with Gu Nuannuan is. To put it bluntly, if we were compared side by side, Gu Nuannuan might not have married you even if she had married me.”

One sentence completely enraged Jiang Chenyu. He slammed his hand on the table, making a deafening sound.

Jiangsu was so frightened that she stepped back, saying, "Uncle, you're so arrogant now that you won't even let me tell you the truth."

Jiang Chenyu: "Where do you get the confidence that Xiaonuan will choose you over me? Compared to me, where does your sense of superiority come from? Do you think Xiaonuan will notice your childishness and boredom? Do you think you're handsome with your blond hair, fake tattoos, and pierced ears? Without me, how would you have earned your title as the rich young master of the Jiang family? Without me, who would give you any face? At the same age, I'm already the president of the company, while you're still squandering the money I've earned... Do you think she's blind to even consider you?"

Jiangsu was speechless; yes, his uncle was right.

At the same age of twenty, my uncle has already joined the company's senior management and is involved in company decision-making. He's still unreliable and hasn't earned a single penny yet.

Compared to his uncle, he is not as handsome, not as charming, not as successful, and not as capable... He really can't compare.

“But I’ve known Gu Nuannuan since third grade. We’ve been deskmates for ten years, so I know her better than you do, I understand her better than you do, and I can make her happy better than you do. Besides, I’m younger than you, Uncle.” He said, his voice getting softer and softer as he finished speaking.

Jiang Chenyu couldn't refute Jiangsu's words either.

It's just that I didn't investigate properly beforehand; my wife and nephew have a very close relationship.

“Jiangsu, no matter what you say, the reality is what you’re facing. Regardless of your previous relationship, she is now your aunt. If I hear that your relationship with her is not ordinary, don’t blame me for cutting off all your financial support.”

"Uncle!" Jiangsu is like a child who hasn't been weaned. Without a source of income, he's like a child without milk, destined to die. "Your current actions are no different from those of fascists."

Jiang Chenyu gave a mocking "Oh," and said, "So this is fascism? How long has it been since I dealt with you that you dare to challenge your uncle?"

When Jiangsu was faced with the uncle who fed him, he dared not contradict him anymore.

I could only swallow my frustration.

Now that Jiang Chenyu knew the whole story, he told his nephew to go back home.

Just as Jiangsu arrived at the door, Jiang Chenyu called out, "Wait, when your mother sees the injury on your lip and asks you about it, remember to say that I hit you."

Jiangsu reached up and touched the corner of his mouth, then gasped in pain.

Women really are heartless. He did it for Gu Nuannuan's sake, but ended up getting beaten up instead.

Forget it if he is so angry.

The heartless Xiao Nuan had stuffed all her clothes into Jiang Chenyu's walk-in closet, making the originally spacious closet feel instantly cramped with her additions. The men's shoes were mainly leather, mostly black.

Suddenly, girls' white sneakers, canvas shoes, high-top shoes, sandals, pink slippers, high heels... were added in, creating a stark contrast.

It's as if the vastly different lives of an older man and a little girl suddenly collided.

His glass drawer was full of men's watches, but Gu Nuannuan's were filled with bracelets, anklets, necklaces, and earrings.

Gu Nuannuan looked at her masterpiece and nodded in satisfaction.

The combination of colorful clothes and black is absolutely stunning.

His walk-in closet used to give people a serious and formal impression, but now, with her in it, it has instantly become full of life, giving them a refreshing feeling when they enter.

"All done! Time for bed."

Gu Nuannuan took the thin blanket and went to the sofa.

She lay in her familiar spot, covered by the blanket. A dim wall lamp was left on in the bedroom for Jiang Chenyu to light his way, and she closed her eyes to sleep.

When Jiang Chenyu returned, the bulge on the sofa made his temples throb.

His nephew's words echoed in his ears.

Hmph, choosing someone utterly useless? My nephew has become blindly confident after just one trip.

He walked over and forcefully pulled the blanket off his wife.

He bent down, picked up the stunned girl, and carried her to the bedside.

"Jiang Chenyu, it's not appropriate for us to sleep in the same bed!" Gu Nuannuan tried to discuss it with her husband.

Jiang Chenyu's Adam's apple bobbed. "If it's not appropriate to lie in the same bed as your husband, then who is appropriate to lie in with?"

He forcefully shoved his wife into bed, then took out his phone and instructed the housekeeper, "Come to my bedroom and move the sofa away."

"Second Young Master, why?" the butler asked.