Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 87: 087 Wuye: Want to kiss, even a touch is good (2 more updates) Chapter 87: 087 Wuye: Want to kiss, even a touch is good (2 more updates) That evening, Tang Yunxian was staying the night at the hospital. When Tang Wan got home, Jiangjiang was lying on the coffee table, copying ancient poems, while Jiang Jinsang sat beside him, watching intently.

"Have you had dinner?" Jiang Jinsang stood up.

"Hi, sister!" Jiangjiang was excited and just about to drop his pen and rush into Tang Wan's arms when Jiang Jinsang grabbed his collar. "Finish the ancient poem first. You still have twenty math problems to do. You can play after that." Jiangjiang, no matter how much he flailed his little arms, couldn't struggle free and could only hang his head and continue his homework.

The Tang Family didn't have young children, and it was rarely this lively. She chuckled softly and switched to slippers in the entryway. "I've already eaten at the hospital, Xiaowu-" She wanted to say "Grandpa," but felt she'd already called him "Brother Wu," and it felt too distant to continue that way. Fearful that Jiang Jinsang might disapprove if she called him “Brother Wu," she swallowed her words.

"Aren't you supposed to meet President Qi for a gathering? You can head out when I get back; I'll take care of Jiangjiang." "That would be a bother to you. She's quite well-behaved, already had her bath. Let her sleep after finishing her homework." "I understand." "She likes to hear stories before bed, and they're all by her bed." Jiang Jinsang gave a couple more instructions, and just as Tang Wan saw him heading out, she softly said, "Try not to drink too much." Two grown men going out this late-they're surely not going for tea.

"I know. I'll cback early." Tang Wan nodded, feeling the conversation somehow had the flavor of a newly married couple.

** Fuyou Bar When Jiang Jinsang arrived at the private room, the dim lights illuminated tables laden with alcohol, and Qi Zeyan was blowing into a beer bottle. On the opposite song selection screen, "Wild Wolf Disco" was playing.

Qi Zeyan was humming the lyrics: "The flower in my heart, I want to bring you home, in that late-night bar, who ares if it's real or fake..." Seeing Jiang Jinsang, he looked somewhat displeased. "Why are you so late?" "Traffic." Jiang Jinsang picked a few songs before sitting down beside him. "Drink less, you have a flight to catch tomorrow." "I know. I'm just feeling upset. Tell me, what's wrong with me? Handsome, cool, stylish, and good at making money. Why did she reject me?" Qi Zeyan grew more frustrated as he thought about it.

"I didn't even confess before getting rejected. You know how that feels?" Regarding the mishap with the phone, Qi Zeyan definitely wouldn't bring that up.

"I'm such a prbachelor-even she doesn't see it. Does she perhaps not like men?" Jiang Jinsang coughed and remained silent.

"Jiang Xiaowu, tell me, is there a possibility that she's interested inbut is deliberately rejectingto keepon the hook?" Qi Zeyan perked up at the thought. "After all, things easily gotten aren't cherished." Jiang Jinsang raised an eyebrow. How does this guy always have so much ? "One thing about you has never changed since we were kids," he picked a very mild drink and took a couple of sips.

"What's that?" "Your arrogance." "" The songs had already switched to the next: "Let Go," "Unworthy," "Third Party," "One-man Show"...

Qi Zeyan frowned. What kind of songs did this guy pick? What's with "Unworthy" and "Third Party"? What does he mean by that? Qi Zeyan thought to himself, the Tang Family indeed had a lot going on lately, and her words might not just be excuses. Since they'd be collaborating soon and seeing each other often, he believed opportunities would arise. Later, when he found out that Tang Wan was actually together with Jiang Jinsang, he flipped, "Didn't you say you were busy taking care of your family and working? What's going on between you two?" He was so angry that he almost broke off his friendship with Jiang Jinsang, accusing him of stealing his girl. Someone calmly said, "I've already hinted to you, this is all 'One-man Show,' don't be a 'Third Party' who ruins other people's relationships." All of this was said in hindsight.

** Tang Family Villa Tang Wan helped the little guy finish his homework, and then he climbed into bed obediently, waiting for Tang Wan to read him a bedtstory.

"...the Prince kissed Sleeping Beauty awake, and they lived happily ever after together," Tang Wan had just finished speaking when Jiangjiang interjected.

"That's not how it ends." "Hmm?" Tang Wan raised an eyebrow.

"She had slept for so long, she had becold and ugly; the Prince saw her, disdainfully refused to kiss her, and left her asleep, that's why she is called Sleeping Beauty." Tang Wan furrowed her brows, "Who told you the ending is like that?" "My dad." Hold the book in hand, Tang Wan's thought was reinforced: The young master of the Jiang Family was definitely a devil in disguise.

"Big Sister, can I sleep with you tonight?" Jiangjiang asked tentatively.

Tang Wan didn't usually share her bed, but after hearing about a certain terrible dad, she felt pity for this kid who was also having a rough time, and nodded in agreement.

"Then con and get in!" The little one immediately threw back the blankets, and Tang Wan, in her slippers and pajamas, squeezed into the bed.

The Tang Family didn't have children, even the guest beds weren't small, and the two of them didn't feel cramped lying together.

Grandfather was in a coma in the hospital, and Tang Wan hadn't slept well in days. Tang Lao had woken up in the middle of the right yesterday O and had caused a fuss, and with the Zhang Family's issues, she was exhausted both physically and mentally. She fell into a deep sleep while reading the storybook halfway through. Jiangjiang, lying by her side, had also fallen asleep.

** When Jiang Jinsang got back, it was nearly midnight, after a long night with Qi Zeyan, he felt emotionally drained.

"Have they gone to sleep?" Jiang Jinsang spoke softly.

"Yes."

It was natural for Jiang Jinsang to want to check on his little nephew. Just as he was about to push the door open, Jiang Cuo said in a low voice, "Miss Tang is also there; they are sleeping together tonight." He nodded, pushed the door open, and saw Jiangjiang, who was not sleeping peacefully. The youngster was sprawled across the bed, his undershirt had ridden up, exposing his round little stomach.

Tang Wan was sleeping soundly, she didn't wake up even when the door creaked as he entered.

Jiang Jinsang adjusted the little guy's position, tucking him properly under the blankets before standing tall and looking at Tang Wan. She hadn't rested well for several days, dark circles were evident under her eyes, and she looked thoroughly exhausted. He lifted his hand, tucking in the blanket around her feet; she seemed uneasy in her sleep, murmured softly, and then shifted to face Jiang Jinsang directly.

He suddenly recalled the warm and tender voice from the hospital, felt his throat tightening and his breathing becoming heavier.

Because she turned, the blanket he just tucked slipped down again. He had to tuck it again, his fingers brushing her shoulder. His gaze traveled up to her long, snowy neck, and higher...

His eyes grew dim, and instinctively, his body leaned closer.

She had a scent about her, beguiling as if it could ensnare souls.

Jiang Jinsang held his breath, too close now, Tang Wan's shallow breathing hitting his face; each time... it was unbearably enticing.

What to do? He wanted to kiss her.

Just a touch would be enough...