Bigshot Gets Loved By All After Transmigrating Into A Book

Jiang Zeyu hesitated at the door, thinking whether he should move his luggage in.

The movers impatiently urged, "Little Brother, are you going to move or not? My car can't be parked there forever, right?"

Jiang Zeyu opened his mouth. It couldn't be said that he was a little regretful now. He felt that bringing all his belongings here was a little degrading.

Uncle Mo just happened to come out of the door. He wanted to ask the maids to clean up the courtyard, but he saw Jiang Zeyu not far away.

He said happily, "Fourth Young Master, you're back!"

Jiang Zeyu said, "Ah, Uncle Mo, hello..."

Uncle Mo hurriedly got someone to open the courtyard gates and said, "Fourth Young Master, come in and sit down. I'll get someone to move these things."

Jiang Zeyu: "Ah, this..."

Uncle Mo: "Miss has already woken up and is having breakfast in the dining room. Fourth Young Master, have you had breakfast? Why don't you join Miss in the dining room? Anyway, there will always be more than enough breakfast prepared in the kitchen."

Jiang Zeyu immediately said, "Alright, I'll go. Thank you, Uncle Mo. Thank you for your hard work."

Uncle Mo waved his hand. "Fourth Young Master, you don't have to be so polite with me. Hurry up and go."

Jiang Zeyu excitedly entered the villa. Just as he pushed the door open and took a few steps in, he bumped into Jiang Chenglang who was just coming down the stairs.

Jiang Chenglang raised his eyebrows. "You're back?"

Jiang Zeyu instantly felt a little awkward and immediately turned his head away. "I'm here to look for my little sister."

Just as he finished speaking, Uncle Mo arranged for the servants to move Jiang Zeyu's things in. When they passed by him, Uncle Mo even asked symbolically, "Fourth Young Master, your room is still the same as before. It's on the second floor. Should I have someone move your things into your room?"

Jiang Zeyu choked. Before he could say anything, Jiang Chenglang dragged out his words. "Oh... I'm just here to look for my little sister."

His words sounded quite strange.

This wasn't the end.

Jiang Chenglang continued, "You brought quite a complete set of things. Those who don't know would think that you've moved."

Jiang Zeyu: ... He really miscalculated. He should have let Jiang Chenglang beg him to come back.

Uncle Mo looked at Jiang Chenglang and then at Jiang Zeyu. He knew that Jiang Chenglang was deliberately making fun of Jiang Zeyu.

The Eldest Young Master was already so old. How could he still be so childish sometimes?

Uncle Mo shook his head in amusement. "Fourth Young Master is finally willing to come back for the New Year. Don't say too much, Eldest Young Master. Besides, didn't you ask me to decorate Fourth Young Master's room?"

Jiang Zeyu felt that he had caught Jiang Chenglang by the short hair. He immediately felt confident and raised his chin slightly. "It seems that someone is eagerly waiting for me to come back."

"Yes." Jiang Chenglang replied, "Otherwise, I'm afraid that when people come over their big and small bags, they won't have a place to put them. If they say that the family won't take him in, it'll be ugly."

Jiang Zeyu: "... Hehe."

He snorted. "Who cares?"

Jiang Chenglang walked to the side, and his voice came from the air. "Go up and put your things in. Then come down and have breakfast."

Jiang Zeyu snorted unwillingly. "You're pretending to be kind."

However, the corners of his lips curled up.

He followed Uncle Mo to his room. When he pushed open the door, he found that Uncle Mo still remembered his preferences. The bedsheets were all in the simple colors that he liked, and the curtains were also his favorite style.

Uncle Mo pulled open the curtains. "It's still a little shabby now. Fourth Young Master, see if there's anything else you need. I'll go buy it."

"It's fine now. Thank you, Uncle Mo. ."

Uncle Mo didn't dare to take credit. "This was all arranged by Eldest Young Master. Although he doesn't say it out loud, he still cares about you in his heart."

Jiang Zeyu turned his head. "Alright, Uncle Mo. Don't say anything nice about him."

He placed the bag he was carrying on the table beside him and said, "Uncle Mo, please take care of things for me. I'll go down first."

Walking out of the door, he looked around and suddenly thought of another question. He turned back and asked, "Uncle Mo, which room does Little Sister sleep in?"

Uncle Mo replied, "Miss is on the fourth floor."

Jiang Zeyu immediately said, "I'm sorry, Uncle Mo, I'll have to trouble you to change rooms. I want to live next to my little sister."

Uncle Mo: "Ah, this..."

"What's wrong?"

Uncle Mo was troubled, "I might not be able to do it because the Eldest Young Master has arranged for the rooms on the fourth floor to belong to the young mistress. Other than her own bedroom, there's also her walk-in closet, study room, and utility room... So there aren't any empty rooms."

Even though Jiang Yu didn't use those rooms at all.

For example, Eldest Young Master would buy her a new batch of clothes every month, but the young miss always wore the same clothes.

He didn't care and still bought them for her. There were enough rooms anyway, so he wasn't afraid of not being able to fit them in.

If they were full, he would clear out the clothes that were out of season.

Uncle Mo neglected to say that out loud though. When Jiang Xingyi had just returned, he had also made the same request. He wanted to live next to Jiang Yu, but he was also dissuaded from doing so.

Now, Jiang Zeyu had said the same thing...

So, did Eldest Young Master already prepare for this?

Jiang Zeyu understood and said, "I see, then I understand. Alright, Uncle Mo, then I'll just stay here."

He couldn't live next to his little sister, nor could anyone else. This was something he could accept.

Jiang Zeyu felt a little better. He whistled as he went downstairs. When he reached the kitchen, the plate in front of Jiang Yu was empty.

It seemed like she had just finished eating her bread. She was still sipping on the hot milk and there were milk stains on the side of her mouth. She looked extremely cute.

Jiang Zeyu was instantly smitten. He immediately pulled out a stool and sat on the other side of Jiang Yu's empty chair. He shouted to the kitchen, "I want a sandwich and milk too."

Jiang Yu had almost finished eating. After some thought, she decided to wait for her two brothers to finish.

When the sandwich and milk were served, Jiang Zeyu took a bite and his eyes widened in shock.

This sandwich... Why was it so delicious?

It was much better than the sandwiches he had eaten back at the old Jiang family home!

Did they change chefs? Or was it because he hadn't eaten a sandwich at home for too long that he was a little desperate?

Jiang Zeyu voiced his doubts and Jiang Chenglang answered him, "We changed chefs."

Jiang Zeyu said in surprise, "You don't eat at home and don't care about what you eat every day. How did you learn to be picky about chefs?"

Was this the high-quality life of a CEO?

Jiang Yu replied, "I picked the chef."

She wrinkled her small nose and said, "The sandwiches made by the past chefs weren't as delicious. They weren't as good as Churan's."

Perhaps Churan had spoiled her. At first, she thought that the Jiang family's chef wasn't bad, but she gradually felt that it wasn't good enough.

However, she didn't show it. She just gradually ate less.

Jiang Chenglang saw it.. Not long after, a recruitment notice was issued and someone had come to interview.