When My Billionaire Husband Became Sick

Chapter 11: What A Bargain For You, Kid!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

He impatiently pushed open the ajar door in front of him. “You were playing ‘The Last Rose of Summer,’ right? No matter how much you put on an act, I can hear your loneliness from your violin as well as your desire for love. Don’t torment yourself this way, Jiang—”

Before he could finish speaking, the person who was facing the window slowly turned around, and revealed herself to be a kind-looking old lady who was filled with surprise and shyness.

She was the versatile housekeeper of the Li family who knows a little bit of everything—Aunt Wang.

When she saw the person at the door, Aunt Wang’s eyes moistened slightly. She subconsciously took a step forward and said, “Mr. Ouyang, did you… did you actually understand my music?”

“I, uh, I’m sorry, I misheard!” Ouyang Xuan quickly closed the door. Because his movements were too sudden, his arm was juddered from the shock.

‘How humiliating! This is a humiliation that I had never experienced in two lifetimes! The mansion, the melodious music, the dim lighting, and the room at the end of the corridor… All these elements combined, but the woman was not Jiang Yule?!’

…

“Achoo! Who’s talking about me behind my back?” Jiang Yule, who was squatting in the pigsty and observing the piglet, suddenly sneezed.

Wang Jianguo suddenly said, ‘Someone seems to be playing the violin.’

Jiang Yule put down her tools and listened quietly for a while. Then, she smiled and said, ‘Not bad, right? It’s Aunt Wang. She may be working as a housekeeper now, but she actually graduated from a professional music academy when she was young. She dabbles in all kinds of instruments and is especially good with the violin. Even that scumbag Li Xingyi said that her violin-playing is exceptional.’

Wang Jianguo was surprised. ‘Host, why don’t you learn from Aunt Wang whenever you’re bored? I want to hear you play the violin, too.’

Jiang Yule reached out and patted the little piglet’s butt. ‘Forget it. I’m better at scamming than playing the violin.’

Wang Jianguo replied, ‘Please, can you learn something other than that?’ It changed the topic again and asked, ‘Have you thought about how to deal with Ouyang Xuan?’

Jiang Yule stood up and dusted her hands. ‘Hehe, it’s just a matter of having someone else do the dirty work. Today is Li Sui’an’s first day back at the main residence. Li Xingyi will be coming home to have dinner with him tonight. Then Ouyang Xuan—’

Halfway through her explanation, a familiar voice came from behind her. “Ms. Jiang, what are you doing here?”

“What’s the matter? Do you need me for something?” Jiang Yule turned around and looked in the direction of the voice, but she saw nothing. ‘What the hell? Did Ouyang Xuan fall to his death in some corner?’

“Ms. Jiang?”

Jiang Yule heard a sound and looked around, only to find him standing in the corner of the backyard, surrounded by flowers and plants. He was even holding a megaphone.

Jiang Yule was speechless.

Ouyang Xuan could not believe his eyes. As the wife of the head of the Li Family, it was fine if she did not play the violin, but why would she raise a big black pig in this estate that was worth a fortune?!

When he was very young, Ouyang Xuan was chased and bitten by a wild boar, and he almost lost his life. Therefore, except when he ate pork, he was extremely afraid of porcine creatures. ‘Why didn’t the book mention anything about her raising pigs?!’

‘Wang Jianguo, if he finds out that I’m raising pigs, wouldn’t it ruin my image?’

Wang Jianguo consoled her, ‘Don’t worry. The Jiang Yule in the original story is almost invisible. The general descriptions of her were that she was weak and frail, and that she loved Li Xingyi deeply. There was no mention of her hobbies, so you can do whatever you want.’

Jiang Yule understood. She took off her disposable gloves and nodded slightly at Ouyang Xuan. Her small doe-like eyes seemed to glisten. “Mr. Ouyang, is there anything I can help you with?”

Ouyang Xuan suppressed the fear in his heart and comforted himself with the fact that the pigsty looked well-built and that nothing bad should happen to him. Besides, it was normal for beautiful and rich women to have little hobbies that no one knew about. It was harmless.

“The young master grew tired from studying and wished to have a break. So, I came out for a walk and happened to see you in the backyard,” Ouyang Xuan lied with a straight face.

Jiang Yule nodded. “Alright, thank you for your hard work, Mr. Ouyang. It’s getting late. Why don’t you stay for dinner with us? Aunt Wang’s culinary skills are better than your average chef’s.”

She suddenly remembered that there were a few not-so-fresh abalones in the fridge. ‘What a bargain for you, kid!’