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Of course, Han Cheng wasn’t really willing to let Xia Tian get out of the car and run. The two returned home in peace and Xia Tian made honey grapefruit tea as he wished. He was worried that Han Cheng would have a headache tomorrow, so he specially put in a handful of kudzu1Also known as Pueraria lobata. It has a lot of medicinal benefits. It may be that kudzu reduces alcohol intake without significantly affecting cravings. Link:https://www.sciencedirect.com/topics/pharmacology-toxicology-and-pharmaceutical-science/pueraria-lobata flowers.
The fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus honey was rich and the grapefruit was refreshing. Accompanied by the sweetness of the kudzu blossoms, the finely chopped grapefruit grains were much more rich and exquisite.
Han Cheng took a sip and complimented, “You can open a shop.”
The auntie’s room was on the first floor. Being older, she went to bed early and the movement of the two was much lighter than usual. In the quiet room at night, Han Cheng’s voice was low and it sounded huskier than usual.
Xia Tian felt like kissing Han Cheng again.
He had never kissed anyone so he couldn’t imagine how it’d be. He felt that if the other party was Han Cheng, the experience should be good…
“Okay.” Xia Tian swallowed the words “a kiss for a cup of tea” and asked, “How much do you think a cup is worth?”
Han Cheng smiled, took out a car key from his trouser pocket, and threw it to Xia Tian. “It’s worth this amount.”
Xia Tian took the car key and was taken aback…This was the key to the sports car that Han Cheng had just bought.
Han Cheng was about to go upstairs with his tea but stopped in his tracks when Xia Tian started stuttering, “This is…”
“I originally bought it for you.” Han Cheng took a sip of tea. “The last time we went out with it was just for you to experience it. It felt good when I drove it.”
“But.” Han Cheng said sternly, “Before getting your driver’s license, you can only go to the garage to have a look, but not drive.”
Xia Tian was surprised and smiled. “Why are you suddenly giving such a big gift…”
Han Cheng opened his mouth and smiled without explaining.
He couldn’t bring himself to reveal that the car should have been given to him half a month ago.
Afraid that Xia Tian would refuse, he still wanted to give it to him in the name of gambling money, but then…
A missed opportunity was a missed opportunity. In Vanity Fair2A monthly magazine of popular culture, fashion, and current affairs published by Condé Nast in the United States. Link:https://www.vanityfair.com, Han Cheng had always been invincible. But he felt that relationships were not the same as business and shouldn’t be calculated as gains and losses. Fortunately, he could make up for it. This was the ideal moment to give the car to Xia Tian.
Of course, Han Cheng didn’t know that apart from the bet, he had missed some other and more important opportunities.
“I’ll go upstairs first. Although you don’t have classes tomorrow, don’t go to bed too late tonight. Go to bed early…” Han Cheng said, “Have breakfast with me tomorrow morning.”
Xia Tian nodded, he looked at the car key in his hand embarrassedly and said, “Thank you, Uncle Han…”
“No thanks needed.” Han Cheng lifted the honey tea in his hand. A quiet and gentle light flashed from the ring in his hand, “A cup of tea in exchange for a car. I’ve benefited from doing business with you.”
Xia Tian pursed his lips and chuckled in a low voice, “Do you usually… do the same during business discussions?”
“No. It varies from person to person.” Han Cheng smiled and went upstairs with his tea.
Watching Han Cheng go upstairs, Xia Tian’s heart was warm and full.
Actually… he would prefer to have a kiss compared to a sports car.
But looking at the car key in his hand, he was still quite happy.
Previously, he had casually mentioned to Han Cheng that he would get his driver’s license.
At that time, Han Cheng asked him what kind of car he liked. Xia Tian was doing test papers and had absentmindedly said that sports cars were cool.
Xia Tian cherished the key that was in his pocket and went upstairs with a small teapot.
The next day, Han Cheng, who was supposed to have a hangover, sat at the dining table with a refreshed look. Feeling proud, Xia Tian asked Han Cheng in front of his aunt, “Do you have a headache?”
“No.” Han Cheng answered casually while looking at the newspaper.
Xia Tian smiled with relief. “Is your appetite okay?”
Han Cheng raised his head and glanced at the food on the table. He was indeed hungry and nodded. “Yes.”
Xia Tian was content and explained to Auntie, “Last night, he slept after drinking tea.”
It was a pity that Auntie didn’t ask. Xia Tian proudly continued, “I was the one who made the tea. Hehe.”
Han Cheng smiled and continued to read his newspaper.
Last night, Xia Tian was tossing in the kitchen for a while. He, a young master, only knew how to make a mess in the kitchen and not clean up. In the morning, the Auntie saw the opened honey jar, the opened Kudzu flower medicine package and then looked at the grapefruit that was thrown in the trash can. She naturally knew what had happened and there was nothing to be surprised about. She only knew Han Cheng or Xia Tian had probably drank too much last night.
The Auntie thought about the two people who came out of their respective rooms in the morning and looked at Xia Tian with pity, not knowing why he was so happy.
Both were drunk, and the two of them still slept in separate rooms. She had no idea what they were thinking.
Xia Tian didn’t understand the meaning behind the Auntie’s gaze. Thinking that she was distressed for him as he had to make the tea last night, he said, “It was not only for him, I was also a little drunk last night and drank tea… we shared a pot of tea.”
In the early autumn night, the two drank a pot of tea… well, although they drank it in their own bedroom, it was pretty romantic.
At least Xia Tian thought it was pretty romantic.
It was a pity that the Auntie was more indifferent when she heard the words: being completely drunk and still sleeping in separate rooms.
Due to the lack of interest, the Auntie packed up, went back to her room and listened to the radio. Xia Tian mumbled, “This… Seems like I won’t get praised for doing good things now.”
Han Cheng laughed out loud and said, “The way I praise is through actions. From today onwards, I’ll increase your pocket money.”
Xia Tian suddenly remembered that since yesterday, his pocket money had to be collected from Han Cheng.
He was a little shy and said, “You just gave me something so expensive. So, you don’t have to increase my pocket money.”
“Giving you gifts and pocket money is not something I’m doing on impulse.” Han Cheng put aside the newspaper and said, “Don’t be too happy. I’ll deduct it when you’re disobedient.”
Han Cheng had always been tolerant towards him and Xia Tian didn’t worry, he just smiled and said nothing.
What he didn’t expect was that after an hour, Han Cheng would deduct his pocket money.
“This composition…” Han Cheng looked at the English composition written by Xia Tian and then glanced at the reading comprehension on the English paper. With a fake smile, he asked, “What is this? Copying the sentences straight from the paper? Why don’t you just use Pinyin3The official romanization system for Standard Chinese in mainland China and Taiwan. Link:https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pinyinto write?”
Xia Tian was so embarrassed that he could not sink into the ground, his face flushed, and forcefully tried to explain, “The pinyin… is too short, it doesn’t look like…”
Xia Tian almost wanted to beat himself up. He missed his homework because he was on vacation before. After he came back, he hurriedly filled the papers to pacify the teacher. The teacher didn’t see it when he hurriedly checked. Xia Tian was careless and left it in his school bag. It happened to have fallen out when he took out the book just now and it landed at Han Cheng’s feet…
He learned how sharp Han Cheng’s eyes were.
Within a few seconds of picking up the assignment, Han Cheng spotted this nonsense “composition” at a glance.
Han Cheng didn’t listen to Xia Tian’s explanation. He was too lazy to beat around the bush and said lightly, “Deduct half a month’s pocket money.”
Xia Tian pleaded guilty and nodded, “I’ll listen to you…”
Han Cheng originally wanted to lecture him a bit more. Unfortunately, Liang Qingfeng’s call came in. The pressure upon Xia Tian dissipated and the air felt instantly relaxed as he hid aside to do his homework.
Business was more important.
Han Cheng talked with Liang Qingfeng for half a day. After basically finishing the work, Liang Qingfeng said, “Mr. Han, there was an interview that was finalised a month ago. Because you had been busy, you didn’t put this on the agenda. The interview will probably take up about an hour of your time. We can have it either today or tomorrow. When is a suitable time for you?”
“Let’s have it this afternoon.” Han Cheng said lightly, “Filter the questions in advance. Don’t let me hear brainless questions like asking about former lovers.”
“You can rest assured. We’ve worked with this magazine before. The editor-in-chief and reporters are very professional. They won’t use this kind of question to slam the crowd and make gimmicks and blog topics. But… just in case, to avoid any starlet who wants to take advantage of your popularity, I’ll remind them about this.” Liang Qingfeng paused for a few seconds and seemed to be taking notes. After a while, he asked, “Also, where should we have the interview at? According to the past, of course it would be at the headquarters, but we’re not far from the branch office… Since the branch office was newly established, if we have the interview there, it’ll be good to have such a professional magazine for publicity.”
Han Cheng pondered for a moment, and said, “Neither the head office nor the branch office, we’ll have it at home.”
Xia Tian suddenly turned to look at Han Cheng.
Han Cheng’s stoic expression remained the same as he continued, “Tell them that my husband is also at home.”
3 thoughts on “Chapter 30”
Lol, Auntie’s non-reaction is so funny. Thank you for your translation!
Ahhh, he’d rather have a kiss than a sports car. Of course! Thanks for the chapter. (•‿•)
Does Han Cheng want to show off?! Hehehe
Thanks for the chapter!