The Hot-tempered Young Master and His Village Flower Child Bride - Chapter 3
CHAPTER 3
After protesting for two days, Zhao Xunyu was upset to learn that his grandmother had never felt sorry for him.
He stubbornly went to sit on the sofa next to Chu Zhi Lu.
“Has my grandma always been so heartless?”
The young man’s warm breath washed over her. Chu Zhi Lu involuntarily held her breath for a moment. Then she subtly moved to the other side of the sofa and began to tell Zhao Xunyu about Grandma Chu’s disciplining of Song Zhi Yuan.
Song Zhi Yuan had been kept there for half a month and had lost ten pounds. He was already thin, and his cheeks became sunken during that time. After he returned home, he did not dare to act up again. The next time he sat down to eat with Grandma Chu, he didn’t even dare to look at her.
Chu Zhi Lu’s voice was clear and calm, and her explanation was eloquent and well-reasoned.
Zhao Xunyu fell into a deep silence after listening.
He didn’t know how long it had been. He only knew that the Thai drama had progressed from the confrontation between the female lead and the second female lead to both of them being injured and ending up in the hospital together.
Zhao Xunyu suddenly asked, “Have you been reformed as well?”
Was that all he wanted to say after so much silence? Chu Zhi Lu was startled and shook her head. “I rarely make Grandma angry.”
“Oh.”
Zhao Xunyu looked at her. She was wearing a long light green dress with a doll’s collar and a pair of white sneakers. Her long hair was tucked behind her ears, making it shiny, straight, and smooth. She had a face the size of a palm and no makeup. Her back was straight, unlike him, who leaned all over the place as if his bones had been pulled out when he sat on the sofa.
She was truly well-behaved.
Zhao Xunyu found it quite astonishing. In his memory, she was thin, with sparse yellowish hair, malnourished, and small like a skinny monkey. She was also incredibly shy, barely whispering for fear that others wouldn’t hear her. He was a little bully then, and she always wanted to play with him, but he wouldn’t let her because she cried easily. Even when she was bullied, she wouldn’t cry because she was afraid he wouldn’t play with her.
Sometimes the villagers would see him without his little tail. They would joke that he’d forgotten to tie his little wife to his back when he went out. This would make him clench his fists and run away in a rage.
When Zhao Xunyu first went to the city to study, he missed that little tail. First, he was still adjusting to a new environment. Second, this little tail was truly clingy and easy to bully, which made him want to both tease and play with her.
Chu Zhi Lu had undergone a remarkable transformation. She was becoming more and more beautiful.
When Zhao Xunyu saw Chu Zhi Lu again after ten years, he was stunned for a moment and did not recognize her at first. At that time, she was standing under the vine trellis in the courtyard. Zhao Xunyu looked over and saw that she had pale skin, a palm-sized face, round, bright and watery eyes, and was delicate in every way, looking extremely pure. However, her figure was also alluring, tall and slender, with straight collarbones. She wore a fitted dress, her br*asts were full, and her hips were round and curvaceous.
She looked over, her gaze calm, her demeanor refined, like a bright white lily.
The usually boisterous Zhao Xunyu felt an unusual awkwardness for the first time.
The current Chu Zhi Lu was completely different from the little tail in his memory; she was a full-fledged campus goddess. Zhao Xunyu couldn’t bring himself to pull her aside to reminisce about the past, asking, ‘Do you still remember when you were a skinny monkey following me around? Do you remember being my child bride?’
Of course, only on that first day did he have the leisure to think about their past ‘romantic episodes’ and experience a slight, embarrassing thought.
The moment his father told him that he would be a reformer, his heart had been completely shattered.
Now he had put himself on a hunger strike and was the subject of her amusement. He wouldn’t be surprised if she thought he was an idiot in her head.
Zhao Xunyu, with a ‘what’s the point’ attitude, could face her as naturally as if he were meeting a relative he hadn’t seen in many years.
Zhao Xunyu had eaten his fill. He was leaning back on the sofa with his hands clasped on his stomach, his legs stretched out, and his toes pointing up in a relaxed, carefree manner.
The swollen mosquito bites were quite noticeable.
The TV drama began to play its ending theme. Chu Zhi Lu stood up, found some ointment, and handed it to Zhao Xunyu.
“Apply this to the mosquito bites.”
For the past two days, he’d ignored her knocks at his door when she called for meals. He ignored the mosquito coil she’d lit and let it burn to ashes at his door.
He had quite a temper and expected his grandmother to calm him down. In fact, Grandma Chu had told her not to knock or call him for meals to see how long his ‘heroic’ act would last. He was still waiting for Grandma Chu to relent – he truly deserved his suffering.
Zhao Xunyu took the ointment. He grumbled about the strong smell, but he squeezed some out anyway and dabbed it on roughly. There were also several conspicuous red bumps on his exposed back. Chu Zhi Lu picked up the ointment he’d left on the armrest. She asked him to turn around so she could treat his back.
“Really? Why don’t I feel anything?”
His look suggested that he suspected Chu Zhi Lu was trying to take advantage of him.
“…Then I won’t apply it.”
“No, it affects my aesthetics!”
Zhao Xunyu turned his back.
Chu Zhi Lu stood up again and took something out. Zhao Xunyu felt a chill and winced.
“You… don’t touch me randomly with your hands…”
There was a slight pause at a certain point on his neck. Then she continued as if nothing had happened. After applying the ointment, Chu Zhi Lu threw the cotton swab into the trash can in front of him.
Zhao Xunyu: “…”
“It smells strong. I wouldn’t be stupid enough to use my hands.”
Zhao Xunyu: “…”
That’s really very clever.