WMSR — QT Chapter 59

Chapter 59

Even though the servants didn't know the full details, they vaguely understood that the child was supposedly the offspring of the Master and Madam's deceased friends. Over the years, however, they had frequently heard Madam curse the boy as an ungrateful little wolf who showed no appreciation despite being raised for so long, and subconsciously, they agreed with her sentiment. Raising an additional burden wasn't easy, yet they always provided him with good food and drink without ever treating him unfairly. Besides, they had never once seen the boy offer a smile to the Master or Madam, so Madam venting her frustration with a few harsh scoldings didn't seem like a serious problem. Therefore, their only job was to keep a tight eye on the boy.

As the servant pondered these trivial matters, a sudden, crisp click of the iron gates drew their attention. Looking up, they spotted the young master stepping through the gates which had just been unlocked by Old Li.

The Xu family villa was far from small, but outside the garden stood an exaggerated double set of gates: an outer iron-bar gate and a solid, heavy inner iron door managed exclusively by Old Li. That thick, heavy iron door, combined with a dense perimeter of lush vegetation planted around the villa's garden, rendered the property completely sealed off from the outside world. People on the outside couldn't peek into the courtyard, and those inside couldn't see out.

Originally, the Xu villa had featured only a single iron-bar gate. However, after a business associate of the Master had his villa broken into by criminals who not only stole a massive amount of cash but also slashed the residents, the Master had ordered the installation of this second iron security door.

Although every entry and exit required navigating both gates, and the keys remained solely in Old Li's possession, the household staff had gradually adapted after an initial period of inconvenience. After all, the compensation at the Xu household was exceptionally generous, with bonuses reaching levels that easily made their peers green with envy.

Dressed in a school uniform featuring a mandarin-collar mini suit jacket, Xu Jiangzhe walked past the iron gates and immediately spotted Bai Yichen in his wheelchair. The cold, stern expression behind his gold-rimmed glasses instantly melted away like snow under spring sun, replaced by a radiant smile. He walked leisurely up to Bai Yichen and leaned down intimately, pressing his cheek softly against Bai Yichen's face for a brief moment. "Out to soak in the sunlight, Ziqian?"

Faced with such excessive intimacy, Bai Yichen instinctively wanted to pull away. However, trapped as he was in the wheelchair with the backrest and armrests blocking his sides and Xu Jiangzhe looming closely in front of him, he had no choice but to endure the uncomfortably tight proximity for a few lingering moments.

Having wrapped his arms around the boy and thoroughly indulged in the physical closeness he desired, Xu Jiangzhe finally straightened up. Acting as though he hadn't noticed Bai Yichen's lightly furrowed brows, he placed both hands on the push handles behind the wheelchair. "Ziqian, let me wheel you back inside."

Bai Yichen cast a sideways glance at Xu Jiangzhe, then turned his head away to stare blankly ahead with an expressionless face.

Author's Note: There will be another update today, likely coming tonight!

Chapter 29: The Caged White Moonlight (06)

Pushing Bai Yichen back into the villa, Xu Jiangzhe was immediately spotted by Liu Ling, who was just preparing to sit down for a meal. The moment she saw her son return, she called out warmly, "Jiangzhe is back! Come and eat." As for Bai Yichen, who was still seated in the wheelchair behind her son, she deliberately chose to look right past him.

Faced with his mother's enthusiastic greeting, Xu Jiangzhe merely offered a faint, fleeting smile. "I'm taking Ziqian back to his room first."

With that, he wheeled the chair directly toward the private elevator located on one side of the house.

Watching her son's figure vanish into the elevator shaft, Liu Ling leaned back in frustration, her appetite nearly ruined. When it came to this son, he was her ultimate pride and joy in every conceivable way, with a single glaring exception: he cared far too much for that paralyzed burden.

The mere thought of how exceptionally well her son treated that freeloaders made Liu Ling's stomach churn with quiet nausea. He invariably routed the finest food and luxury items straight to the boy first, and had even stooped to performing the menial labor of a caregiver himself—a spectacle that never failed to spark an irritating rage whenever she caught sight of it.

Still, rationalizing the situation to herself, she recalled that her son had shared a close bond with the boy since childhood. Back when the crash first occurred, they had showered the kid with promises of lifelong care and treating him like true family; perhaps her son had simply taken those words entirely to heart. Ah, if she had known things would turn out this way, she wouldn't have spoken so grandly back then.

Unfortunately, her son was fully grown now, possessing an independent mind whose decisions couldn't be easily swayed. On the flip side, this stubborn loyalty also demonstrated that her boy was deeply sentimental and faithful, virtually guaranteeing he would be dutiful and filial to his parents in the future.

Weighing the pros and cons through a mental labyrinth of twists and turns, Liu Ling finally circled back to her son's virtues, managing to coax a reluctant smile back onto her face.

Xu Jiangzhe wheeled Bai Yichen back into his bedroom, parked the wheelchair neatly beside the bed, and bent down to lift the boy up, transferring him smoothly onto the mattress with professional, practiced precision—a clear indicator that this wasn't his first time executing the movement.

The moment Bai Yichen was settled onto the bed, he braced his hands against the covers and scooted backward, putting as much distance between himself and Xu Jiangzhe as possible. Keeping his tone flat and indifferent, he said, "Your mother is still waiting for you. You should go downstairs and eat first."

Naturally, Xu Jiangzhe caught Bai Yichen's evasive little maneuver, but he merely raised an eyebrow in silent amusement without pressing the issue.

Pushing the bridge of his gold-rimmed glasses up with a fingertip, his gaze drifted toward a food tray resting on the nearby desk, prompting him to speak up: "Let me feed you first before it gets cold."

Ever since Bai Yichen had completely severed relations with the Xu couple, he no longer joined the family for meals. All of his daily food was delivered directly to his private quarters as isolated rations. Fortunately, with Xu Jiangzhe keeping a close watch, his meals were delivered promptly every day without a single delay.

Hearing Xu Jiangzhe's words, Bai Yichen's brows knit together into an even deeper, more pronounced frown. Yet before he could voice a refusal, Xu Jiangzhe had already picked up a bowl, seated himself right beside Bai Yichen on the mattress, and used a pair of chopsticks to pick up a paper-thin slice of lotus root, holding it right up to Bai Yichen's lips.

Bai Yichen stared fixedly at Xu Jiangzhe for a long moment, ultimately abandoning the energy required to argue further. Since rejecting him was entirely pointless, he lowered his gaze and accepted the bite of lotus root.

Seeing Bai Yichen finally yield and consume the food fed directly from his chopsticks, a slender, porcelain neck curving downward as he chewed, a deep, radiant smile bloomed across Xu Jiangzhe's face—a smile saturated with a profound, intoxicating sense of fulfillment.

Thus, Xu Jiangzhe proceeded to feed Bai Yichen mouthful by mouthful, entirely free of impatience. Because Bai Yichen had retreated deeper toward the head of the bed earlier to keep his distance, Xu Jiangzhe's seating position was pushed further inward than usual, locking them both in a remarkably intimate, heavily invasive physical proximity.