Chapter 20 Driver Yang: At 1:30 in the afternoon, I should get ready to go out, holding my small handbag and staring at those high heels: tie shoelaces or leave it to Ruo Xi for insurance. Big literature

  I walked into the kitchen with my shoes on, and just as I was about to speak up, the scene before me made me quickly hide behind the doorframe, then sneakily peek out with both eyes: Yu Xi's hand was in Ji Dong's, being gently lifted to his lips... a kiss! Yu Xi's sparkling eyes were excitedly looking at him, her face red all the way to her ears. The corners of my mouth couldn't help but curl up, Ji Dong really did like Yu Xi too! I, this matchmaker, was truly timely, just now still feeling guilty, immediately became overjoyed. Better not disturb them, let them be together!

  I snuck away with a sly smile, tiptoed to the entrance, stuffed my feet into my shoes, and hastily tied the golden snake-like shoelaces. I picked up my small bag, carefully pushed open the door, stepped out quietly, and gently closed it behind me. Outside, an auntie was standing there, looking at me with a strange gaze. I awkwardly smiled back at her, feeling like a thief with a guilty conscience.

  I stood at the entrance of Qingquan Community, feeling anxious and uneasy, bearing the meaningful glances of people coming and going. Several familiar aunts walked by in front of me, greeting me, and I responded with an awkward smile. This was really too eye-catching. It's already past two o'clock, when will that Zhang Ze Yu guy arrive? Won't he be playing a trick on me? These high heels are extremely uncomfortable to wear, walking is like practicing ballet, my toes are sore!

  Under the mottled shade of a tree, a small black sedan with a shiny "L" logo on the front slowly drove up. The lines were beautiful and the body was sleek and shiny, it was clear that it was very valuable at first glance. The sedan stopped beside me, the dark window rolled down, and the uncle in the driver's seat smiled at me in a friendly manner.

  "Is Miss Lumimi? I'm Young Master's servant sent to pick you up! Please get in the carriage."

  He pointed to his own nose, still smiling and nodding, making a "please" gesture towards the deputy seat next to him. I also smiled slightly. It turns out that he didn't come himself after all. It seems that Zhang Jiu Yu is indeed a rich young master, but he doesn't act like one, running out to mix with society, which further proves that there's something wrong with his brain.

  Walked over to open the car door, smoothed out her skirt, and bent down to get in. The car started slowly, but after leaving the neighborhood, it began to speed up. I held tightly onto the recessed area on the side door, my heart filled with a mix of emotions, this uncle's driving skills were truly impressive, weaving through the crowded roads with ease, passing by one car after another.

  "Because we're in a bit of a hurry and I'm driving fast, if you feel uncomfortable, please bear with it for now." The uncle was humble and polite.

  I've always had a good impression of people like him, and I couldn't help but take a few more glances. To say he's an uncle would be an exaggeration - he looks only a few years older than me, with an unremarkable face that doesn't stand out in any way. But when he smiles, it makes you feel close to him. Just being a driver, he has such a unique temperament, which means his mother must be even more extraordinary. My nerves suddenly tensed up.

  "I'm fine, thank you!" I politely forced a smile.

  "This is still the first time our young master has brought a girl home, Madam will definitely be very delighted." The soft voice hid excitement.

  "Oh, yeah." I lowered my head and replied casually.

  It seems his mother still doesn't know, so I guess my speculation about the forced marriage can be dismissed. Zhang Ze Yu is such a weirdo, nobody can guess what he's thinking. As the first 'girlfriend' to step into his house, I don't know whether I should feel happy or worried.

  "What kind of person is your wife?"

  "Although the lady looks serious, she is actually a kind person and cares about us subordinates. Don't be too nervous, Miss Literature, it's just the first meeting, as long as you are polite, the lady won't make things difficult for you." She spoke softly to comfort me, seemingly aware of my concerns.

  "But isn't his mother rarely at home? How are you so familiar with her?"

  "Hey, uncle? I'm not that old! I've been a driver in this house for seven years. I used to be the exclusive driver of the madam, and later was assigned to the young master. So you can rest assured, no one in this house knows the madam better than me except the young master, haha!"

  He smiled, his eyes fixed on the front, continuing to dodge the sedan nearby.

  "Want to listen to some music?" The uncle's voice asked me softly after a few minutes of silence.

  "It's all right."

  He casually pressed a few buttons in front of him, and the melodious music sounded, making people feel calm and comfortable, it was Richard Clayderman's "Soft as Rainbow".

  "Uncle loves listening to piano music, so refined!"

  "Miss, can you not call me uncle? It makes me sound old. My surname is Yang, if you don't mind, you can call me Brother Yang." He glanced at me uncomfortably, "Madam has always loved listening to piano music, and Young Master also learned it to make Madam happy. I was influenced by them, and now if I don't listen to it for a day, my whole body feels unwell."

  "Is it to make her happy? Don't they have a good mother-son relationship? Or is it that Ji Yu's mom... uh, your wife is very strict with him?" A keen sixth sense.

  "This is hard to say... Since that thing happened, the mistress and young master have been a bit... Hehe! I don't know how to tell you, after all, it's the mistress' family matter, you should ask the young master yourself. But the young master has become quite indifferent now, towards us, that is, you're probably an exception." He turned his head and gave me a slight smile.

  That thing, should be referring to him and his mother being abandoned by his father. Generally, families that are relatively wealthy or have a slightly complicated family background give people a mysterious feeling, Zhang Juyu's family is the same, it seems this is indeed a principle.

  "That uncle...... no, I mean, Yang brother! Wasn't Zhang Ze Yu like that before?"

  I've heard Li Xiaoran say that he used to be a very gentle person, and I've seen it with my own eyes, experienced his gentle side. But still, I want to confirm whether he was really such a bright and soft person. The change that started four years ago, as well as the deterioration of his relationship with his mother, seems not just because of his father's departure, but somehow feels strange and suspicious.

  "The young master used to be a very sunny person, standing next to him made people feel warm... Of course, it's not that he's not good now, the current young master is stronger and more masculine, but he's become much colder... He often doesn't come home, hangs out with a group of unsavory characters, and has changed into a different person..." The voice was low and somewhat helpless.

  "People always change for various reasons, don't be too sad about it, big brother." I looked at his despondent face and thought of my own drastically different transformation experience.

  In other people's eyes, the difference between me and Zhang Ze Yu may be that I have become better, while he has become worse. But who defines what is good or bad? Who can say that those who study hard are all good, while those who don't like to study are all bad? The fate of high school students is always tied to their studies. I, a former lazy girl, after some effort, was able to score first in the whole school and be envied by others, but didn't feel particularly happy, feeling that I had become more and more like a studying machine. Does being ranked first really mean I'm a good student? A person's character shouldn't be measured by their academic performance!

  "Miss, you have a kind of maturity that's different from others! It doesn't match your age at all! Haha!" He still used honorifics, but started teasing me.

  "I'm also a veteran, big brother! You don't know that kids these days are very precocious?" I lost my composure in an instant and, in a most unladylike manner, waved my small bag at his arm, "How much longer until we arrive? When did this small town become so big!"

  "Today's banquet is at a villa in the northern suburbs of the city, so it really takes some time. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me, I'm an experienced driver and no one knows better than me!" A hint of pride appeared on his gentle face, "It seems that our young master likes you very much, miss. You're quite insightful too, being able to dig out and win over such a low-key high-class person like the young master. My wish for so many years has finally come true." He was indeed full of satisfaction.

  He is indeed a high-ranking person, except that few people know he's a rich young master. In school, he was quite open and was once the leader of the gang, with an evil-looking face that makes it hard for people to ignore him. Besides, he didn't intend to hide deeply anyway, isn't he quite fond of showing off? Brother Yang, looks like you're going to be disappointed, I'm also unfortunately one of his pawns, destined to be discarded sooner or later.

  "You're very considerate of their family! It's really not easy having been a driver for seven years!"

  "I stayed back to repay her kindness. If she hadn't taken me in at that time, I would have probably starved to death." A hint of sadness flickered across his smile.

  "So, Auntie is really a good person!" I said sincerely.

  "Hmm... right, you should change the way you address me, call me 'Aunt' instead."

  "Father... mother? Alright! I remember."