Chapter 11: Damn It! Jiang Huizhou’s Jealousy

Chapter 11: Damn It! Jiang Huizhou's Jealousy

Jiang Huizhou paused briefly before finally transferring 100,000 yuan to Shen Zhiyue's account.

Given Shen Zhiyue's spending speed, at his current rate, this 100,000 yuan probably wouldn't last a day.

In the past, transfers to Shen Zhiyue were always processed through the Jiang family's company accounts, leaving clear transfer records. This way, if they ever divorced, Shen Zhiyue would have to return every single penny.

But today's 100,000 yuan... He considered it payment for picking him up from the bar after leaving his lover's bed.

Shen Zhiyue soon received the transfer notification on his digital wallet.

He widened his eyes and counted the zeros—a neat 100,000 yuan!

"Use this for now, and let me know if you need more," Jiang Huizhou said softly, his smile holding a polite distance.

But Shen Zhiyue didn't pay much attention to that. He just thought Jiang Huizhou was really nice!

The original owner treated him so badly, yet he was still so gentle. He really was the best. Shen Zhiyue felt overwhelmed with gratitude.

Handsome, gentle, and wealthy, aside from his disability preventing certain activities, Jiang Huizhou had no other faults.

Of course, for Shen Zhiyue, that wasn't even a flaw; it was almost a benefit. Since Jiang Huizhou couldn't do those things, he didn't have to maintain his persona by getting intimate with him.

"You're really too kind," Shen Zhiyue said sincerely. "Don't worry, I'll pay you back this money someday!"

Jiang Huizhou smiled faintly, his eyes narrowing, considering Shen Zhiyue's words as nonsense.

Meanwhile, his usually disdainful legal spouse was now propped up on his hand, staring at his profile with a contented look.

Jiang Huizhou frowned slightly, feeling that today's Shen Zhiyue was acting strange, but he didn't say anything.

Shen Zhiyue was happily admiring the handsome sight. He hadn't eaten anything all day and had single-handedly cleaned a huge villa, leaving him famished.

But looking at Jiang Huizhou's flawless profile, his stomach didn't seem so empty anymore.

Was this what people meant by "feasting your eyes"?

By the standards of their circle, Jiang Huizhou's face, if ever shown on screen, would outshine everyone around him, a type that was spoon-fed by destiny.

It seemed like heaven had blessed him excessively, giving him a face that maxed out the beauty meter.

Jiang Huizhou coughed lightly; maybe it was the neon lights outside, but his earlobes were tinged red under the glow.

Shen Zhiyue suddenly remembered something and said, "Driver, could you stop by the pharmacy up ahead? I need to pick up some medicine."

Once the car stopped, Jiang Huizhou watched Shen Zhiyue open the door and dash toward the pharmacy.

It was already past 2 a.m., and only such an automated, unmanned pharmacy would still be open.

Jiang Huizhou even thought Shen Zhiyue might be buying emergency contraceptives. He couldn't think of any other medicine that would be so urgent.

Within five minutes, Shen Zhiyue returned to the car, still carrying the chill of the night air, and casually dropped a plastic bag onto the seat. "Alright, driver, let's go."

Jiang Huizhou glanced down at the medicine.

...Frostbite ointment?

Shen Zhiyue's palm was fair and tender, his fingers were even more delicate, showing absolutely no signs of frostbite. What was the purpose of buying frostbite ointment?

Both harboring uncertain intentions, the two soon arrived at the Jiang family villa. After paying the fare, Shen Zhiyue eagerly assisted Jiang Huizhou out of the car and then guided him into the villa.

Jiang Huizhou raised an eyebrow.

Even though this villa belonged to the Jiang family, Jiang Huizhou had rarely visited it.

Familiar with Shen Zhiyue's temperament, he wanted to avoid any trouble. Regarding that child, it had been thrust upon him, and thus, he cared even less about it.