Tycoon's Eye Candy Is Actually a Bigshot-Chapter 80 - He is both Revived and Desirous

It was only recently, after hearing from her husband, that she had returned from abroad today, so she took the opportunity to invite the couple to her home for a gathering.

She had to admit, Jiang Yan was indeed handsome and distinguished, tall and charismatic, with an inherently noble and majestic aura.

Before dinner.

Yang Shuyi warmly inquired about many matters, with Su He responding fluently, as she was accustomed to.

Jiang Yan was still adjusting, but did not dare to neglect Young Aunt’s warm hospitality, so he improvised.

Su He quietly watched from the side without any intention of intervening; she saw he was managing quite well and didn’t need her help.

“So, when do the two of you plan to have children?

You’ve been married for four years, why hasn’t there been any news?”

Hearing her words, all three of them coughed in unison.

Su He and Su Tianyi coughed because they both harbored the same matter in their hearts, while Jiang Yan coughed because he did not expect Young Aunt to ask so directly.

Su He smiled sweetly towards Yang Shuyi, “Young Aunt, there’s no rush, I’m still young.”

She was twenty-four, indeed still young.

But Yang Shuyi said, “This age is just perfect for having children.

That’s how old I was when I had Xiao Yan.

It’s the perfect age for you too.”

“What do you think, Xiao Yan?” She ignored Su He and turned her head to inquire of Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan’s deep gaze flicked towards Su He, just as she also glanced at him, their eyes meeting.

His eyes were like two unfathomable whirlpools, yet within them, she caught the feelings he was emitting.

Yang Shuyi did not know why Su He and Jiang Yan got married; she always thought they married out of true love and assumed they had lived together abroad over the past four years.

Then, he turned toward Yang Shuyi with a low and gentle voice, “Young Aunt, indeed there is no rush, Susu is still young.”

After speaking, he subtly shifted his gaze back to Su He, his handsome face softening into a gentle smile, “I respect her wishes, we’ll have children when she wants, and it’s fine if she doesn’t.”

His profound eyes sparkled, revealing his undisguised love.

Su He felt a tingle on her scalp, her body hair stood on end, and her heartbeat inexplicably quickened.

Fortunately, at this moment, the Housekeeper spoke up, “Sir, Madam, Miss, Young Master, dinner is ready.”

…

After dinner, both her uncle and Jiang Yan were drunk beyond measure.

These two drank with such gusto at the dinner table, one bottle of red wine and half a bottle of brandy.

If Young Aunt hadn’t stopped them, they would have finished the entire bottle of brandy.

Yang Shuyi hadn’t expected that the two of them would get addicted to drinking and both end up drunk.

“Um, Susu, why don’t you stay over at our place tonight?

I’ll have the Housekeeper prepare a room for you,” she suggested.

Upon hearing this, Su He quickly declined, “Young Aunt, it’s not a problem, we’ll head back directly, you better take good care of my uncle.”

She glanced at her uncle, somewhat surprised to see him like this when drunk.

At that moment, Su Tianyi was hugging Yang Shuyi’s arm and rubbing his head against her, just like a child begging for candy, mumbling, “Shuyi, I couldn’t sleep at night because I missed you so much during the days you were away.

You’ve never left me for so long before, it’s all Su Yan’s fault…”

Yang Shuyi could only offer her a slightly embarrassed smile, “Your uncle can’t hold his liquor, he’s like this when drunk, I’m sorry for any embarrassment.”

Su He smiled faintly, who would have thought that the usually stern and commanding Dean would be like this at home.

Who would believe it if this got out?

“It’s okay, Young Aunt, my little uncle being unexpectedly adorable like this is quite endearing.”

“I’ll take him back first; go tend to Little Uncle, don’t worry about us.”

Su He glanced at the relatively well-behaved and quiet man lying on the table, feeling a bit relieved.

At least this man didn’t change much when drunk.

Otherwise, she couldn’t stand it.

Yang Shuyi nodded and, with the help of the Housekeeper, helped the man upstairs.

Su He’s gaze fell on the man in front of her, lifting her hand to lightly press on his shoulder before leaning in close to his ear and calling out, “Jiang Yan?

Jiang Yan?

Can you stand up and walk on your own?”

She called out twice, the man slightly moved his legs, and then…

nothing else.

Su He: …

While she was strong, she couldn’t help but struggle with her tall, 1.89-meter drunk husband.

She then took out her phone from her bag and dialed a number.

“Hello, Young Madam.”

“Jiang Feng, come inside and help your Master upstairs to the car, he’s drunk.”

After ending the call, Su He sat down quietly waiting.

Jiang Feng and Jiang Qi came in shortly after.

Su He looked at the two assistants and gestured towards the man beside her with a nod, “Help him up, let’s go home.”

Having said that, she took the lead and left.

The two assistants didn’t dare to ask anything else and hurriedly helped the man and followed.

At the villa door.

Jiang Qi stopped Su He, “Young Madam, let me drive your car back.

I’m worried Master might feel unwell in the car later.”

The implication being: He might need your care.

Su He turned and glanced at the drunken man, thought for a moment, and then nodded.

Throughout the ride, the man leaned quietly against the back of the seat with his eyes closed, his posture just a bit inelegant.

This was the first time Su He saw a drunk Jiang Yan.

Using the orange glow inside the car, she stared at his enviously handsome face for a good while.

Usually tense features now seemed a bit softer, as if he’d let down his armor.

Still as striking and elegant, the contour lines perfect as ever, the high-bridged nose, the defined thin lips, and the long, thick eyelashes scattered over his pale eyelids, like a little black comb.

She smacked her lips, handsome was one thing, but his skin was so good without any apparent care routine.

Suddenly, the man raised his hand to pull at his tie, probably from feeling hot due to the alcohol, struggling to untie it after a few tugs.

Next, she saw his thin lips part slightly, and he let out a “Hot!” from his throat.

Su He saw a slight frown between his brows, looking quite uncomfortable.

After an inner struggle, she still leaned over and stretched out a hand to help him untie the tie.

She was about to withdraw her hand when her wrist was suddenly grasped by his warm palm.

She stiffened for a moment, trying to break free, but as soon as she moved, he tightened his grip.

She frowned; the man was drunk yet had so much strength?

Just as she was about to use her other hand to pry it off, the car suddenly made a sharp turn, and due to inertia, she went flying onto the man.

Her jaw hit hard against the man’s firm and solid chest, but fortunately, she felt no pain, as if she hit a steel plate.

Jiang Feng in the driver’s seat glanced at the rearview mirror, saw what was happening behind, and immediately looked away, apologetically saying, “Sorry about that, Young Madam; that turn was a bit sharp.”

“…”

Su He caught the distinct, clean scent of the man, mixed with a rich and slightly sour wine aroma, a blend without any dissonance and even somewhat intoxicating like being drawn into a deep vortex.

His hot breath sprayed on her ear and neck, branding her, snapping her back to reality.

She braced herself with her free hand against his solid shoulder and pushed herself up.

“Jiang Feng, did you buy your driver’s license or what?

Huh?”

After pushing herself up, Su He tilted her head and glanced at the back of the driver’s seat, her cool voice ringing out.

Jiang Feng immediately felt like a thorn in his back, uneasy and anxious, “Young, Young Madam, I will pay attention next time.”

Right after that, he defended his driving license: “Young Madam, I got this driving license through earnestly passing the second driving test twice, from official channels, it wasn’t bought.”

Su He: …

After propping herself up, she tried to sit back down again, but since the man was still holding her wrist, all she could do was to bite her red lips and say to the man with his eyes tightly shut, “Jiang Yan, let go, I can’t sit down with you gripping my hand like this.”

Her voice had just dropped when the interior of the vehicle went silent, illuminated only by the streetlamps shining in through the window onto the man’s handsome face, accompanying the sound of the rolling wheels.

Momentarily, the man murmured again, “Headache.”

Su He gave a questioning “Ah?”.

Jiang Feng then appropriately interjected: “Well, Young Madam, why don’t you let Master lie down?

He might feel a bit more comfortable that way.”

With a serious look, Su He asked, “How do you want him to lie down?”

This car’s space is not enough for him to stretch out, so how can his long-limbed body lie down?

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Immediately after, she saw the man frowning tightly, showing a look of great discomfort, and her heart unexpectedly softened for a moment, thinking aside from continuously disagreeing to divorce her, this despicable man seemed to be quite good to her in other respects.

Then the man, as he wished, lay down with his head resting on the pillow on her legs.

He persisted in holding onto one of her hands, and she let him be, resulting in a rather intimate posture, as if her hand was there to guard him from falling.

Jiang Feng stole another glance; he had never seen the Master drunk before.

Su He looked down at the man’s handsome side profile with smooth contours, truly flawless from every angle, simply perfect to the extreme…

She sighed and leaned back to rest with her eyes closed.

By the time they returned to Moon Gift Villa, it was already 11 PM.

On the car.

Su He looked down at the man who was still with his eyes closed, and she extended her slender fingers to poke his face, “Wake up, Jiang Yan, we are home.”

“Hey, Jiang Yan, wake up… Jiang Yan?”

She called him several times, and finally, he moved; he slowly opened his eyes and met hers, his deep gaze somewhat blurry and misty, as if he still hadn’t fully awakened.

“Can you get up?

We’ve arrived home.”

His voice was hoarse, and he gave a faint “Mm,” very softly.

He immediately got out of the car first, while Su He stayed inside the car for a moment, her legs feeling a bit numb.

Jiang Yan didn’t wait for her, nor did he need any assistance, and he walked towards the living room door on his own.

After Su He got out of the car, she watched him stumbling toward the interior.

“Young Madam, the Master asked us not to assist him,” Jiang Feng said from the side.

Feeling helpless, she quickly followed and supported his arm.

The man gave her a bewildering look and then rested his hand on her shoulder without putting all his weight on her.

Su He: …

If Su He were to turn around at this moment, she would see the confusion in the eyes of Jiang Feng and Jiang Qi.

Jiang Feng couldn’t help but ask, “Isn’t the Master known for never getting drunk?”

“Even after drinking so much with Mr.

Gu and the others last time, the Master wasn’t like this right?”

“What act is the Master trying to play now?”

Jiang Feng asked these questions in succession.

Jiang Qi had a knowing look, and he patted his shoulder, “You better keep the matter of the Master never getting drunk to yourself, and don’t let the Young Madam find out.”

“…”

Elsewhere, Su He was assisting Jiang Yan into the living room, just as they ran into Uncle Zhong, who had not yet rested.

“What’s happened here?” Uncle Zhong was baffled to see the Young Madam escorting their own Master.

Following that, a faint aroma of alcohol wafted through the air.

Su He looked up at the housekeeper, “Uncle Zhong, could you trouble yourself to prepare a bowl of hangover cure soup, and have him drink it later?”

Otherwise, his head will definitely hurt tomorrow.

Upon hearing that, Uncle Zhong quickly said, “Ah, alright, I’ll go right now.”

Having said that, Uncle Zhong turned and headed towards the kitchen.

Master bedroom on the second floor.

After Su He helped the man upstairs, she simply let go with both hands and pushed him down onto the bed.

She stood by the side of the bed, hands on her hips, panting heavily, “I’m exhausted.”

She looked at the man lying on the bed and complained, “I mean, what’s the point of being so huge?

You’re dead heavy, which is already bad enough, but you wouldn’t let Jiang Feng and the others help, insisting on a fragile woman like me to do it, showing no gentlemanly behavior at all!”

Shortly after, Uncle Zhong brought the hangover cure soup.

Seeing Uncle Zhong arrive, Su He felt there was no need for her to stay, “Uncle Zhong, well, I’ll be leaving him to you, I’m going back to my room.”

Uncle Zhong was slightly stunned and immediately said, “That won’t do, Young Madam.”

Su He looked up, “Why is that, Uncle Zhong?”

Uncle Zhong: “Master has a fixation on cleanliness.

He can’t sleep smelling of alcohol like this; he won’t rest well.”

“So what?” asked Su He.

Uncle Zhong: “We need to wipe Master’s body and change his clothes.”

Su He blinked and said, “Then you can wipe and change him, Uncle Zhong, there’s no need to tell me this.”

Uncle Zhong: “Master never allows us to get that close to him; he has a strong guard up.”

“So he allows me to touch him?” Su He asked, puzzled.

Uncle Zhong nodded emphatically, “Yes, Young Madam, you are Master’s wife, so Master doesn’t guard against you, and you are indeed the most suitable person for this.”

Su He: …

What kind of twisted logic is this?

Uncle Zhong put down the hangover cure soup, “Young Madam, please take care of Master for the night.” Then he left, closing the door behind him.

“…”

She took a deep breath as she glanced at the man lying on the bed.

She had been a doctor for many years, what hadn’t she seen?

Just treat him as a patient of hers.

The most important thing now was to get him to drink the hangover cure soup.

Maybe he would wake up soon after and be able to change his own clothes.

She put her bag down, sat on the edge of the bed, and tapped the man’s face, “Jiang Yan, wake up, drink the hangover cure soup, or else don’t blame me if you get a headache tomorrow.”

Seeing no response from him, she got a bit closer, just about to speak, but before she could finish, “Jiang Yan you—ah…”

The man grabbed her wrist, gently tugged, and with his other hand gripping her waist, he turned and pressed her beneath him.

Fuck!

Su He was almost scared out of her wits.

Jiang Yan opened his eyes, locking gazes with her, his deep pupils like two whirlpools, hazy and misty, like clouds that couldn’t be scattered.

They were so close, their breath intertwining, his breath on her face, hot and scorching, making her heart flutter.

She came back to her senses, pushed against his shoulder with her other hand, and rolled her eyes, “Now that you’re awake, drink the hangover cure soup by yourself and get off me.

Do you have any idea how heavy you are?”

However, the next second, the man not only didn’t get up but nearly put all his weight on her.

Su He: “…”

He buried his head in her neck, his voice low and husky, “Wife, my head hurts, it feels like it’s going to explode…”

The skin on her neck felt as though it was scorched by flames, a tingling sensation spreading throughout her body.

Not only that, but this damn man’s voice was so alluring and whiny, was this really Jiang Yan?

In an instant, Su He felt as if her blood was flowing backward, her fingers and toes involuntarily curling.

This man, he’s actually—