TVMCC Chapter 11

Chapter 11: What Do You Want?

This commotion drew many people over, including Wen Heng.

His expression changed drastically when he saw the person lying on the ground.

Jiang Qiu, wearing his wet clothes, went to the tree to pick up the milk candy he had placed there earlier, intending to find the young master still sitting on the chair.

Before he could take two steps, a voice came from behind him, it was Wen Heng’s servant.

“Sir, your clothes are wet, why don’t you come with me and change into a set?”

Jiang Qiu looked at his clothes.

If he went to find Yun Yi now, he would definitely be met with a disgusted expression.

He nodded: “Then I’ll trouble you.”

Ten minutes later, Jiang Qiu, having changed his clothes, finally saw the young master’s face.

Yun Yi’s head was lowered, his shoes had been taken off at some point, revealing his fair little feet. Beside him was an alpha, leaning close. Jiang Qiu recognized him.

This was the one who had been staring at Yun Yi downstairs earlier.

Jiang Qiu quickly walked over, half-kneeling in front of Yun Yi, looking up at him.

“Young Master, it’s late, shall we go back now?”

Yun Yi opened his eyes slightly at the familiar voice. Before he could speak, a faint scent of alcohol wafted over, mixed with a hint of milk candy.

His cheeks were flushed, and his eyelids fluttered gently.

Hearing the question, he hummed in agreement, his voice thick with a nasal tone, like a kitten that had indulged in wine.

Jiang Qiu picked up the shoes from the ground and scooped up the drunk omega into his arms.

The alpha beside him was displeased, reaching out to grab Yun Yi, “Who are you?”

Jiang Qiu ignored him, dodging away while carrying Yun Yi, releasing a bit of his suppressive pheromones.

The other’s face changed, his hand retracting quickly as if he had been electrocuted, his complexion turning ashen as he looked at Jiang Qiu, “You, you are an S-Rank alpha working as a servant?”

Jiang Qiu glanced at him coolly, “Shut up!”

Yun Yi was clearly drunk, nestled obediently in Jiang Qiu’s arms, moving only to find a comfortable position before falling into a sweet sleep.

His sleep dissipated as soon as they got into the car.

Yun Yi blinked, his eyes landing on a black shirt. The scent wasn’t familiar either.

He pushed away, but before he could utter the word “scram,” he saw Jiang Qiu’s face.

Perhaps it was because drunk people couldn’t hide their emotions, Yun Yi wore a disgusted expression on his face, “You smell bad, stay away from me.”

Then he leaned against the car window and continued to sleep.

The driver in the front row raised the partition and started the car.

Jiang Qiu pinched his shirt and smelled it, only detecting the faint lavender scent of shower gel.

It didn’t smell bad.

He suddenly remembered how the young master always disliked the smell of his pheromones.

Did he mean that his pheromones… smelled bad?

The eighteen-year-old alpha was greatly affected, tightly controlling his pheromones to prevent any leakage. Seeing the bare feet, he picked up the socks and put them on Yun Yi.

Perhaps the window was a bit cold against his face, because after three minutes of driving, Yun Yi turned his head, groggily raising it.

A minute later, his head tilted and leaned towards the alpha’s direction.

From Jiang Qiu’s perspective, he could see curled eyelashes and a delicate nose, as well as the mole beneath his eye.

The young master truly had a beautiful face.

The alpha was unknowingly captivated.

At a red light, the driver braked.

Yun Yi could no longer hold on, his body tilting, and he fell into Jiang Qiu’s arms, his head knocking against the alpha’s chest.

The sleeping Yun Yi didn’t react.

But the awake Jiang Qiu’s heart suddenly sped up, the heart beating in his chest as if it had been broken by Yun Yi’s bump, the speed uncontrollably fast, as if it could jump out of his chest.

Jiang Qiu clenched his palms, feeling a sense of caution for the first time when touching the young master in front of him.

He supported Yun Yi’s head, resting it on his shoulder, staring blankly at the partition in front of him.

He seemed calm, but his ears were red.

By the time they arrived home, Yun Yi was already fast asleep. Apart from a few servants, no one else was in the villa.

Jiang Qiu carried Yun Yi all the way to the third floor without obstruction.

As soon as he put him down, the hem of his shirt was grabbed.

“Ugh…”

Yun Yi let out a sob, his eyes slightly open, his body tilting towards the edge of the bed, his fingers refusing to let go, mumbling something unintelligible.

Jiang Qiu squeezed Yun Yi’s hand and leaned closer to listen.

“Mom…”

Jiang Qiu’s expression instantly became complicated. Thinking of the young master’s background, the complicated expression turned into a heartache that even he didn’t notice.

He stiffly patted Yun Yi’s back.

“…Good boy.”

His tone was stiff, not like coaxing a child, but like forcing one.

But Yun Yi seemed to have heard a comforting word, tears flowing like a burst dam, sobbing.

He held onto Jiang Qiu’s shirt, as if holding onto the last straw before his emotions collapsed.

“Don’t… don’t lock me up…”

“I, boo… I’ll be good…”

Jiang Qiu was a little at a loss. He had seen the fierce young master and the foul-mouthed young master.

But never a crying one.

Jiang Qiu took a tissue and wiped Yun Yi’s tears, his tone stiff, but at least lighter than before.

“Don’t cry.”

He tore off the suppressant patch behind his neck, releasing a large amount of soothing pheromones.

Yun Yi’s nostrils twitched, his emotions truly soothed, and the sobs gradually stopped.

His lips were parted in a slight gap, trembling with each whimper.

His eyes were red, and his nose was red, making him look pitiful.

Jiang Qiu wanted to find an ice pack to put on Yun Yi’s eyes, but as soon as he pulled his clothes away, they were grabbed again.

This happened several times.

The young master had cried enough but refused to let go, making a sob every time he was pulled away.

Jiang Qiu had no choice. After whispering an “I’m sorry,” he leaned on his knees and landed on the bed.

The bed was fragrant.

The scent of shower gel, the scent of the young master, mixed together making Jiang Qiu unable to distinguish which was more attractive.

He looked at Yun Yi, who had been crying like a child just now, and sighed softly.

Yun Yi curled up in Jiang Qiu’s arms, sensing the most concentrated pheromones.

“Medicine…”

Jiang Qiu was stunned, his cheeks flushed: “What do you want?”

The young master refused to say anymore.

Jiang Qiu was tormented by that one word until late at night before falling asleep, his mind filled with Yun Yi’s nasal hum of “want” before he drifted off.

*

When Yun Yi woke up, the first thing he saw was an enlarged handsome face.

His pupils shook.

For so many years, he had been used to being alone. This was the first time he woke up and saw someone.

Still sleeping in his bed, without even taking off his clothes.

His germaphobia, which had never flared up before, was now in full force. He stretched out his foot and kicked.

Jiang Qiu was already leaning against the bed, and this kick, even without much force, successfully knocked him to the ground.

“Who told you to get on my bed?!”

He had cried a lot last night, and his voice was a bit hoarse when he woke up in the morning, but it didn’t hinder Yun Yi’s tantrum at all.

Just a pet dog.

How dare he climb onto his bed!

Jiang Qiu fell on the carpeted ground, it didn’t hurt, he was just a little dazed.

He pursed his lips and stood up, “Young Master, I’m sorry.”

Yun Yi was even angrier, every punch landing on cotton, powerless and furious.

“Kneel!”

Jiang Qiu obeyed.

A ruler was placed by the bed. Yun Yi picked it up and waved it in the air, the end landing on Jiang Qiu’s shoulder.

“Pa!”

The alpha remained expressionless, as if he had lost all sense of pain.

“What did you say at the party yesterday?”

Jiang Qiu stood even straighter.

“I’m sorry.”

Saying sorry, but without a hint of remorse.

Yun Yi laughed in anger, his eyes seeming to burn with fire, his face gloomy, “Hold out your hand!”

Two hands were stretched out, palms facing up.

“Pa! Pa!”

Yun Yi didn’t hold back, leaving marks on his palms, both palms instantly turning red, but the owner didn’t even dodge, his face not even changing.

Yun Yi vented his anger, standing in front of Jiang Qiu, panting heavily.

Jiang Qiu looked up, his dark eyes seeming to devour people, he stared at Yun Yi, “Young Master, are you still angry?”

“Get out.”

Jiang Qiu left.

Only Yun Yi was left in the room.

Although he had drunk a lot yesterday, he hadn’t blacked out, he even remembered crying in Jiang Qiu’s arms.

He had lost face in a book.

It was truly maddening.

Yun Yi looked at the ruler on the ground, belatedly feeling a trace of guilt.

As a result, the next day, he ordered two boxes of books on business operations and the like for Jiang Qiu as compensation.

Two brakes screeched outside the villa, followed by the sound of talking.

Fifteen minutes later, the maid called from the third floor: “Young Master, someone is here to see you.”

Yun Yi changed into his home clothes and put on a pair of slippers, his appearance returning to his previous obedient state.

“I know.”

He pushed open the door and went downstairs, not noticing the candy that had fallen on the carpet.

Jiang Qiu took out a bottle of medicine, half-closing his eyes as he smeared it on his palms, biting on gauze to bandage his hand. When he was done, he seemed to remember something, reaching out to touch his pocket.

The pocket was empty.

Jiang Qiu’s unchanging face finally moved.

He strode out of the room, letting out a sigh of relief when he pushed open the door to Yun Yi’s bedroom.

The candy wrapper was red, fairly visible on the carpet.

He stepped forward, picked it up, and returned to his room.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he opened the bottom drawer of the bedside table, took out a tin box, placed the milk candy on top of his identity certificate, and then snapped the box shut.

Just as he finished this set of actions, the door to the room was knocked on, it was the maid Auntie Li.

“The young master asked me to come up and call you, he wants you to go down and have a look.”

“Okay.”

There were many people sitting downstairs, Yun Yi, Yun Cheng, and Wen Heng, the protagonist of yesterday’s banquet.

Jiang Qiu looked at Yun Yi’s expression first.

The young master looked a bit unhappy.

“You left too early yesterday, I didn’t have time to thank you.” Wen Heng said, “Little Yi, if it weren’t for the servant by your side, my brother would have been in danger.”

Yun Yi smiled slightly, his lips red and teeth white: “Brother Wen Heng is too polite, your brother was just lucky.”

“…That’s true, Xiao Jiu is too careless, he likes to run around when he’s drunk, he’ll definitely learn a lesson this time.”

Wen Heng waved his hand, and the servant next to him stepped forward with gifts in his arms, “I don’t know what you like, so I just brought a few things, as a thank you.”

Yun Yi glanced at them.

They were probably some pretty but useless things.

He smiled: “Brother Wen Heng has sent the wrong gift, Jiang Qiu doesn’t like this.”

“Then what does he like? I…”

“Five-Year College Entrance Exam, Three-Year Mock Exam.”

Wen Heng: “…”

Yun Cheng: “…”

Wen Heng smiled and looked at Jiang Qiu, “Is that so?”

Jiang Qiu stood behind Yun Yi, nodding in agreement: “Yes.”