Married to his secret crush

How long has been since she last stepped her foot on her homeland. Yu Mei could not describe her emotions at this moment. But before she could live in the moment, she had to inhale the polluted air of this grand mansion.

"This is....?" Old Madam Jun frowned, not being able to hide the hint of disgust in her eyes as she looked at the indecently dressed woman standing in front of her.

The servant beside her leaned closer to her before whispering something in her ear.

The old lady\'s expression changed slightly as she glanced at Jun Zixuan, "She is not staying here."

Yu Mei leaned her head on the man\'s shoulder, "And who are you to decide that?"

"Guards, send the guest out," Old Madam Jun nonchalantly spoke as two guards stepped towards her.

"I was asked to come here," Jun Zixuan wrapped an arm around her waist before pulling her closer to him, his gaze slightly narrowing at the guards approaching them.

They paused in their tracks under the man\'s daunting gaze. The Third Young Master was known to be a dimwit. Then why didn\'t he resemble a moron at all? Why did he appear so formidable?

Old Madam Jun paused. She did not keep much information about this grandson of hers in all these years. He looked just like her son as he did back when he was a child. But there seemed to be a huge change in his personality. She could not see the reflection of that mute and isolated child from twenty years ago. "You were needed here..." She emotionlessly spoke up, "Not your employer."

"She will be here if you want me here," Jun Zixuan narrowed his eyes without bothering to refute her statement.

Old Madam Jun frowned hard, not quite believing that the rumors were indeed true and this grandson of hers was indeed reduced to become someone\'s kept. "You\'re a disappointment," She sighed before looking at the servant beside her, "Show them their rooms," She decided to have her husband talk to him when he comes back.

"One room," Jun Zixuan spoke up as his fingers stroked the woman\'s waist.

Yu Mei yawned. She could barely keep her eyes open. All the way, she was so excited to come back to Amaranthine that she kept talking with Jun Zixuan. And now that she was finally here, she could not even announce a war on Jun Family like she had planned. Sleep comes first.

"You want to live in one room with her?" Old Madam Jun inhaled a deep breath as she patted her chest before sitting on the couch, "Have you forgotten your identity? For the sake of money, you sold yourself to a woman?"

"He is my man. There must be something wrong with you trying to put us in different rooms. Heavens will curse you for trying to separate a pair of love birds," Yu Mei muttered lazily before rubbing her face on Jun Zixuan\'s arm, "Baby, I want to sleep."

Jun Zixuan glanced at the woman who could barely keep her eyes open. A panda is still a panda. The corner of his lips tugged up as he removed his black suit jacket before tying it around her waist.

In the next second, he pulled her up in his arms before picking her up in a princess carry. "Show me the room," He said, looking at one of the servants standing beside the old lady. His cold voice made his gentle actions from earlier look like an illusion.

Old Madam Jun nodded at the servant who quickly bowed before ascending the stairs. As Jun Zixuan left with Yu Mei in his arms, the old lady kept glancing at his retreating back.

"Third Young Master has changed," One of the maids, who was very close to her spoke up.

"Why do you think so?" The Old lady glanced at her.

"He was so small back then when he left and he usually stayed isolated. Away from everyone. He won\'t talk," The old maid reminisced about the past, "But now, there is something different about him. His mannerisms, his aura, everything seems like that of Master..."

"Don\'t compare him to my son. He is nothing like Zishen," Old Madam Jun frowned, "The outfit he was wearing costed millions and he probably got it by leeching off to that rich woman. The way that woman was dressed, she did not look anything less than immoral. So what if he can talk now? Zixuan is still the trash from years ago. And this time, he has stooped even lower by reducing himself to be someone\'s toy.\'\'

The old maid pursed her lips without saying anything else. Working in Royal family, they witnessed a lot of things that they should not. And the maid knew where to stop her mouth so that she would not offend someone.

The Old Madam was just refusing to accept the truth. The Third Young Master did not look like the trash he was called.

"Zixuan..." Yu Mei blinked as the man put her on the bed before tucking her inside the blankets.

Jun Zixuan glanced at the maid who showed them the way to the room, "Leave."

The girl snapped out of her daze and scurried away. Third Young Master was too handsome to not look at. She thought.

"Yes?" The man turned around look at the woman who was struggling to keep her eyes open.

"What\'s the time?"

"Almost midnight."

"Come, sleep with me," She extended her hands towards him.

And he could not deny that she looked like a clingy, needy, big baby. But he would be looking for a fight if he told her that. "What kind of sleep, love?" He whispered playfully as his fingers played with her hair.