Chapter 14
Jiang Huaisheng finished his meal slowly at the hotel and then instructed the housekeeper to prepare a whole trunk full of things.
Usually, according to Jiang Huaisheng’s high standards for living environments, wherever he stayed, regardless of the previous conditions, would be quickly transformed into the most comfortable environment for him.
For instance, in Gu Tang’s room, the light bulb overhead should be replaced with an artistic sensor light, and the comical-looking old table lamp should be thrown in the trash.
In his opinion, almost all the old tables and chairs in this house were garbage, and all the old furniture should be replaced with new fabric or leather furniture. Because the hard wooden furniture would bruise his body.
But Gu Tang would definitely not agree to this. He wasn’t even willing to let the housekeeper and the others easily enter his courtyard, let alone renovate his home, which was frozen in time ten years ago.
Jiang Huaisheng could only tolerate this terrible environment devoid of any mystique. Anyway, Gu Tang would probably only stay in the town for a few days, not permanently.
Wouldn’t Gu Tang really stay? He had already finished the college entrance exam and didn’t need to attend any cram schools to improve his grades.
The two summer vacations of his first and second year of high school, although two months long, actually included supplementary classes before and after the vacation, leaving only one month of actual vacation time.
If a student also had other extracurricular activities, such as summer camps or going abroad to visit relatives and friends, the time truly belonging to them was even shorter.
Every time Gu Tang came to sweep his father’s grave during the summer vacation, he would only stay here for 3 to 5 days. But this time, from the end of the college entrance exam in June to the start of school in mid-September, there were almost three full months.
The celebratory banquet was held in mid-July. After all, the admission notices from top universities arrived very early. It was now before August, and there was a full month and a half until school started for both of them.
Jiang Huaisheng, walking into the small courtyard, took off his sunglasses, and his slightly upturned phoenix eyes stared sharply at Gu Tang: “Don’t tell me you plan to spend this summer vacation here?”
Gu Tang said calmly: “No.”
He wouldn’t stay here for long, not because he didn’t want to, but because he couldn’t protect this house yet.
If he insisted on staying here, Wen Xinyi and Jiang He had many ways to make him leave.
Although this house was his property, and Wen Xinyi and Jiang He couldn’t force him to sell it without his permission,
Gu Tang meant forcing him to leave by vandalizing the house, such as splashing paint on the front door and walls.
They didn’t even need to use such extreme methods, they just needed to completely change the house, or even tear it down and rebuild it, replacing the old house with a brand new, fashionable small building.
Wen Xinyi was his biological mother, a fact recognized both legally and by blood. Even if he announced in the newspaper that he wanted to sever ties with his biological mother, the law wouldn’t support it, or rather, public opinion wouldn’t support it.
This meant that Wen Xinyi could do whatever she wanted to this house, such as completely renovating it and replacing all the furniture.
Even if he reported it to the police station, he would only get a response like “Solve family matters yourselves” or “Your mother is doing this for the good of the family, you’re such an ungrateful child.”
Wen Xinyi and Jiang He wouldn’t receive any legal or social punishment, only Gu Tang, who valued old relationships and was insensible, would be scolded.
Before Gu Tang started his own family and had a complete home of his own, he might not even be considered an independent person in the eyes of society.
That couple knew very well how to control him. In order to fight against them, Gu Tang had lost many things, such as his shame, his self-esteem, and many of the shining and beautiful things about him.
But there were some precious things he couldn’t let go of yet. When that day came, he would completely break with Wen Xinyi and Jiang He.
Jiang Huaisheng breathed a sigh of relief: “Then we’ll take the private jet back.”
He disliked all forms of public transportation, whether it was the dilapidated buses that always smelled strange or the crowded subways during rush hour.
Even in a metropolis like City A, where the subway was sometimes faster, he preferred to take private transportation.
However, Young Master Jiang rarely needed to rush. Whether it was important meetings or other banquets, others were always the ones waiting for him.
And during school, they lived in a luxury villa area less than a kilometer away from the school.
The Jiang family had real estate investments all over the country. Wherever they needed to stay and didn’t have private property yet, a suitable house would be purchased and registered under Jiang Huaisheng’s name within a day, and promptly renovated for his convenience.
Just like now, Jiang Huaisheng said: “Actually, it doesn’t matter if you want to stay a few more days. I’ve already bought the house next door. If you still want to stay like this tomorrow, come with me to the house next door.”
Next door was an old house, with water and electricity connected, but almost a bare shell. However, this kind of house was suitable for Jiang Huaisheng because he could call enough people to renovate it in a short time.
After all, he didn’t like using things that others had used. Even if he bought a house that looked well-maintained and enviable, Jiang Huaisheng would still tear down the original layout and renovate it completely.
Gu Tang didn’t agree to Jiang Huaisheng’s suggestion, and he didn’t even listen carefully to what the other party was saying.
“Crack,” the young man’s sharp canines crushed a pineapple-flavored lollipop, slightly relieving his medication-induced migraine.
He would deal with future matters later. When he had an episode, he only cared about the present, not tomorrow.
The mineral water and food that Jiang Huaisheng brought filled the refrigerator in the kitchen.
His blankets, quilts, and even the carpet were all brought over on a trolley. The new bedding set was also thrown on the bed for Gu Tang to make.
The young master had delicate skin and didn’t like sleeping on rough, old-fashioned cloth.
Jiang Huaisheng didn’t force Gu Tang to do housework, after all, he wasn’t paying him: “If you don’t want to make the bed, you can call the housekeeper and the others to help.”
Gu Tang, enduring his migraine, compromised on these details: “They can come in with the clothes and things, but nothing else. Get out after putting down the things, you have one hour.”
These things were easy to deal with. He could throw them away later without leaving any traces in the room.
So the housekeeper and bodyguards forcefully hung Jiang Huaisheng’s usual pajamas and the clothes he needed to change into Gu Tang’s small room’s wardrobe. Gu Tang’s few changes of clothes were squeezed into a corner of the wardrobe.
The bedding was brand new, the original mosquito net was carefully taken down, and a brand new sky-blue mosquito net was hung up.
If Gu Tang hadn’t been watching, the housekeeper might have even wanted to change the window screens as well.
“One hour is up.”
Gu Tang impatiently urged them to leave, not willing to let them stay a minute longer.
At this moment, Gu Tang was a bit like a Tibetan Mastiff, a ferocious beast. Tibetan Mastiffs were loyal to their owners, but not gentle to others. The housekeeper definitely wouldn’t be foolish enough to consider himself Gu Tang’s owner.
He said politely: “Young Master Gu, then please take care of Young Master Huaisheng.”
After the housekeeper and the others left, Jiang Huaisheng threw his glasses on the bedside table and questioned Gu Tang about the message he had sent earlier: “What did you mean by that message you sent me earlier? Are you crazy? Even the best fields can’t withstand that kind of plowing!”
Gu Tang, who had been holding back for a long time, suddenly grabbed Jiang Huaisheng’s hand and dragged him into the new mosquito net without saying a word.
The sweet and sour taste of pineapple candy forcefully invaded Jiang Huaisheng’s mouth, and he even tasted a hint of metallic blood.
For a moment, Jiang Huaisheng even forgot about his sore wrist and asked Gu Tang: “Are you injured?”
“Shut up!”
Gu Tang didn’t want to hear any sound other than crying, especially concern.
He hated false concern, hated those hypocritical smiling faces.
Jiang Huaisheng was instantly filled with anger: “Gu Tang, what’s wrong with you? This isn’t in our agreement!”
His voice was blocked again, whimpering, only able to make broken sounds, his tongue numb.
The old wooden bed creaked and groaned, violently shaking as if it would fall apart at any moment. Pale hands reached out helplessly, tearing the brand new mosquito net.
Jiang Huaisheng finally managed to crawl out, only to be dragged back in. It was terrifying.
Jiang Huaisheng realized for the first time that Gu Tang on his birthday had been really polite, a beginner with poor technique, but polite nonetheless.
Gu Tang improved very quickly, but too quickly, so quickly that he seriously suspected that the other party had been faking it before.
His calves trembled uncontrollably in the thunderstorm, his consciousness scattered in the torrential rain, seriously suspecting that he would die on this small, broken bed.
