The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 239: When is the bridal chamber candle? _1

Chapter 239: Chapter 239: When is the bridal chamber candle? _1

Zhang Xian wiped his nose and sheepishly took his hand back. "Teacher Wen, you’re definitely slandering me. Am I that type of person? I was just treating your illness!"

"What kind of treatment is that?" Wen Yulan glared at Zhang Xian and asked, "Are you done?"

Zhang Xian chuckled, "Done, you can put your clothes on now."

Relieved, Wen Yulan quickly covered her chest and ran into the room, soon after heading towards the bathroom with her clothes.

Seeing this, Zhang Xian laughed, "Teacher Wen, be mindful when you shower that your wound can’t get wet. That means, you can’t bathe normally, you can only dry clean."

"Ah..." Wen Yulan asked in surprise, "I... I can’t shower?"

"You can leave the dirt on your body today and try not to shower in the future, unless you want to have a scar." Zhang Xian chuckled, saying, "Actually, even if you don’t shower, it’s okay. I won’t despise you."

Wen Yulan stared at him angrily, "Zhang Xian, you..."

Zhang Xian wiped his nose, saying, "Teacher Wen, you have to believe me, I really won’t despise you."

"Zhang Xian... you... you... you jerk... you are so annoying..." Wen Yulan was furious, pushing Zhang Xian towards the door, "You... go away, I don’t want to see you today."

Zhang Xian stopped at the door, "Teacher Wen, how... how could you do this? I risked my life to save you today! How could you drive me out?"

Wen Yulan shouted angrily, "Who asked you to... always do that...get out."

"Alright! I’m leaving..." Zhang Xian chuckled, "But remember, be careful when you shower. If I’m not here and you get wet, it’ll be a disaster."

Just as Wen Yulan was about to close the door, she heard Zhang Xian’s words and quickly opened the door again, "You... come in."

"I’m not going in." Zhang Xian said as he walked away.

Seeing this, Wen Yulan quickly looked around and saw no one in sight. She ran out to pull Zhang Xian back inside, "Zhang Xian, you... get in!"

Zhang Xian held on to the doorframe, "Teacher Wen, what are you doing? One moment you’re kicking me out, the next you’re asking me to stay. What is it that you want? I know you like me, you can’t bear to see me go, you want me to stay but you’re just too shy to say it. But you can’t be like this, okay? Your indecisiveness is making me distressed and unsure of what to do!"

"You..." Wen Yulan suddenly let go of Zhang Xian, shouting furiously, "Are you coming in or not? If you leave today, don’t you ever come back."

Zhang Xian wiped his nose, quickly entered the room, shut the door and looked at Wen Yulan with a wronged expression.

"Huh..." Wen Yulan glared at Zhang Xian and ran into the bathroom with her clothes.

Zhang Xian watched Wen Yulan go inside and then sat down next to the couch, lit up a cigarette, turned on the TV, and began to watch contentedly.

Not long after, Wen Yulan walked out of the bathroom. The ruffled image from before was gone, replaced with the appearance of a charming and mature woman with a hint of elegant dignity.

Perhaps to avoid affecting the recovery of her wound, she didn’t wear tight clothes but rather opted for a relatively loose long dress. Nonetheless, this failed to conceal her stunning figure.

"What... what are you looking at?" Wen Yulan blushed as she saw Zhang Xian staring at her.

Zhang Xian chuckled, "Of course, I’m looking at you! Haven’t you noticed how beautiful you are? You’re as enchanting as the Goddess of War."

"Don’t feed me that line, I don’t believe you!" Wen Yulan was secretly pleased but refused to show it. She walked over and said with a straight face, "Come with me."

Seeing Wen Yulan head into the room, Zhang Xian immediately followed, "Teacher Wen, is there... a special treat for me?"

"You..." Wen Yulan retorted, "What is on your mind all day? I just want to help Yueyue take a bath. I’m afraid I can’t manage it on my own, so I want you to help."

"Ah...I thought there would be some special treat!" Zhang Xian walked over to the bed and said with disappointment, "It turns out it’s just to help."

Wen Yulan glared at Zhang Xian and asked, "So, are you helping or not?"

"Of course I’ll help!" Zhang Xian gave a leopardish grin, grabbed Yueyue’s wrist and transferred spiritual energy into her.

Yueyue, who was previously unconscious, suddenly woke up and started crying, "Mummy... it hurts... they hit me..."

"Yueyue, Mummy’s here." Wen Yulan rushed over to Yueyue and said, "Don’t cry, there’s nothing to be afraid of, everything is fine now. Uncle Xian rescued us."

Zhang Xian looked at Yueyue, who was crying and shivering, and his eyes suddenly became a few degrees colder. He felt that he might have been too lenient with that Brother Shan. They didn’t even spare a child.

If he wanted to, he had a hundred ways to make that guy wish he were dead rather than alive, regretting his very existence.

"Uncle Xian..." Yueyue looked up at Zhang Xian.

Zhang Xian shook himself out of his thoughts and quickly put on a smile, "Yueyue, Uncle is here! Don’t worry, as long as I’m here, nobody can harm you."

"Stop bragging..." Wen Yulan glared at Zhang Xian and said, "Aren’t you going to take Yueyue to the bathroom?"

Zhang Xian wiped his nose, picked up Yueyue, and walked towards the bathroom.

Sitting in the large water basin, Yueyue began to relax, and she teased and played with Zhang Xian nonstop, already forgetting her earlier pains.

"This guy..." Wen Yulan sneaked peeks at Zhang Xian as she wiped Yueyue’s body with a wet towel. She was puzzled to see him playing happily with Yueyue.

Yueyue used to be quite outgoing, somewhat like a boy.

After her divorce, she neglected to care for Yueyue, causing Yueyue to become more introverted, not liking to talk, and often zoning out.

Strangely enough, Yueyue, who doesn’t usually like dealing with people, became completely lively whenever she saw Zhang Xian, as if she had turned into a different person.

"Uncle, will you be my dad?" Suddenly, Yueyue asked in a shocking manner.

Zhang Xian was stunned before responding, "Ha, Uncle would want to too! It’s just that your mom won’t let me."

"Mom, why won’t you let him?" Yueyue asked Wen Yulan, "Everyone else has a dad, only I don’t. At school, people often bully me."

"I..." Wen Yulan was at a loss for words.

Yueyue shook Wen Yulan, saying, "Mom, I want a dad, let Uncle Xian be my dad!"

Wen Yulan glanced at Zhang Xian, her cheeks reddening slightly as she responded, "Alright...I’ll consent...as long as Uncle Xian doesn’t find you annoying."

"Yeah!" Yueyue cheered, smiling happily. "Uncle Xian, my mom agreed."

Zhang Xian wiped his nose and replied, "So are you still calling me uncle? You’re really clueless! You should be calling me dad now, get it?"

"Dad..." Yueyue called out cheerfully.

"Ah, Yueyue is such a good girl!" Zhang Xian lightly patted Yueyue’s head and laughed, "Hurry and take a bath. Afterwards, dad will give you a good gift. I can’t let you call me dad for nothing, can I?"

Yueyue asked excitedly, "Dad, what are you going to give me?"

Zhang Xian pinched Yueyue’s nose and replied, "First take a bath, and then you’ll find out."

Yueyue nodded her head, sitting still in the big tub.

Seeing Yueyue calling Zhang Xian "dad" non-stop, Wen Yulan’s cheeks grew a bit hot and she felt somewhat awkward. But seeing as it was Yueyue’s wish, she didn’t have the heart to deny it, and could only nod and agree.

Quickly, all the preparations were done.

After returning to the room, Zhang Xian took out a pack of beauty powder and placed it on the table, saying, "This powder is for skin beautification. Once your wounds are healed, sprinkle this powder into the bathtub and soak for about ten minutes. A day later, any flaws or skin issues you have will be resolved and you won’t have any skin diseases due to personal reasons in the future."

Wen Yulan asked, puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Zhang Xian replied, "It’s for skin beautification! This little pack of powder can make your and Yueyue’s skin as smooth as a newborn baby’s."

Wen Yulan asked in surprise, "Really...really? You...you’re not lying to me, are you?"

Zhang Xian responded with some exasperation, "Teacher Wen, why do you always say that? It’s like you think I’m always lying to you. This feels like an insult to my integrity!"

Wen Yulan replied, "It’s...just that this seems too miraculous. I’ve never heard of such a thing."

Zhang Xian replied, "There’s an awful lot you don’t know."

Yueyue complained, "Dad, you said you’d give me a great gift and it’s this? I don’t want it! It’s not edible and it’s not fun."

"Er..." Zhang Xian was speechless. This was something many people wanted, but couldn’t get. Yueyue was actually rejecting his gift. He didn’t have a suitable retort as she was a child. He also didn’t have anything else suitable to give now, so he could only wipe his nose and say, "Well, Yueyue, I don’t have anything else right now. How about I owe you?"

Yueyue pouted, "Dad, you’re stingy."

"Er... I...." Zhang Xian was at a loss for words.

With the corner of his mouth twitching unnaturally a few times, he quickly pulled Wen Yulan out of the room, asking, "Teacher Wen, do... Do you have anything good at home? Let me scrape something together."

Wen Yulan giggled, "I... what good things could I possibly have?"

"Er..." Zhang Xian was distressed, "This really isn’t fair! If I don’t have something she likes, will Yueyue not recognize me as her dad?"

Wen Yulan rolled her eyes at Zhang Xian, saying, "We were just trying to make Yueyue happy, you’re not really serious, are you?"

Zhang Xian looked serious, "Who says I’m just trying to make Yueyue happy? From now on, she really is my daughter, and even if the sky falls, I’ll be there to hold it up for her."

Wen Yulan looked at Zhang Xian skeptically, "You... don’t have a fever, do you? It’s inexplicable to suddenly have a daughter. And will your wife agree?"

Zhang Xian chuckled, "I don’t have a wife, at most just a girlfriend. But I don’t need her consent for this kind of thing; otherwise, I’ll become too constrained."

Wen Yulan asked, "What do you mean by this? Do you hold your girlfriend in contempt?"

"Of course not. Love can take many forms, and although I can’t devote myself solely to her, I can give them other types of love, and it is selfless love," Zhang Xian chuckled.

Wen Yulan looked at Zhang Xian with contempt, "Womanizer, shameless, you big hoodlum."

Zhang Xian lit a cigarette, leaning against the wall laughing, "Perhaps! But, I’ve never forced anyone, nor demanded anything. It’s all their own choice."

When Wen Yulan saw the serious expression on Zhang Xian’s face, she apologized, "Um... Zhang Xian, I was just joking. Don’t take it seriously."

"Ha ha, you were right. I am that kind of person, the kind that people love and hate, and incredibly contradictory," Zhang Xian chuckled, then after scanning Wen Yulan’s charming figure, he said with a lecherous laugh, "Speaking of which, Teacher Wen, now that Yueyue calls me dad, and you mom, I’m starting to consider us as a couple. So when will you spend our wedding night with me?"