Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 50: 050 Wuye: You made the first move, so get a grip now Chapter 50: 050 Wuye: You made the first move, so get a grip now Pingjiang had been plagued by rainy weather for days, with a sudden drop in temperature, so a bit of heat was turned on in the car. Still, the air was stifling and not circulating, inevitably causing a feeling of chest oppression.

Tang Wan had drunk too much, the strong liquor burned her throat, and she frowned slightly, reaching out to open the car window.

As soon as a thin slit appeared, a cool breeze surged in.

“Did you drink too much and feel uncomfortable?” Jiang Jinsang glanced at her.

“No, it just feels a bit stuffy.”

“Aren’t you cold?”

“Not cold—”

Before she had finished speaking, the wind made her shiver involuntarily.

Jiang Jinsang didn’t speak, but shifted half an inch closer to her. The car seat was only so large, and now, instead of a seat’s distance between them, they were sitting close together, intimately close.

He reached for the control button to close the window, his arm passing in front of her, drawing him even closer.

Tang Wan’s breath caught, her back pressed against the seatback. This feeling, it was as if she was enveloped in his embrace, her breathing and heartbeat out of her control.

“It’s easy to catch a cold with the wind like this, you’re not cold but shivering?”

The interior of the car was devoid of any light, with only the shadows from street lamps sporadically seeping in, everything mottled and disconnected, except for his voice which was crystal clear, cold and deep.

His breath splashed on her ear, instantly turning her ear tips crimson.

“I’m really not cold.”

Tang Wan had drunk too much, and now all the alcohol’s effects surged, her entire body feeling hot, even the palms of her hands were sweaty, how could she be cold.

“Don’t drink so much next time,” his voice became even lower and softer.

Tang Wan felt his voice was too close, she tried to move back, but there was no escape. She turned her head to look at Jiang Jinsang and realized he was staring intently at her.

“If I were by myself, I wouldn’t have drunk so much,” she coughed lightly and turned away, trying to put some distance between them.

Mainly it was Qi Zeyan who kept wanting to drink, as if trying to compete with her.

from afar, she naturally wanted to entertain

laugh softly in

some reason, her body involuntarily shrank like it had

“Because I’m here? Huh?”

breathing stalled, unsure

lot, his

he was about to say something else, his phone vibrated twice. He had to return to his

assistant, informing him that he

the hotel,”

“That’s good.”

felt like her face was on fire,

“Fifth Master…”

“Hmm?”

Tang Wan felt the air was somewhat oppressive

the message, instructing the assistant to take good care of Qi Zeyan, he said, “Our families knew each other before, and

met him in

was there for

“…”

he heard he needed surgery. Knowing that I was short-lived, he came over to cozy up to me, saying that if we ended up

Wan couldn’t help

gone through life and death together, he started to come

had been misled entirely by the gossip in Beijing, which touted Jiang Jinsang’s impending demise. Having undergone surgery himself,

sorry for Jiang Jinsang, he visited him

best to

due to the illness that Jiang was not given to laughter, only later to realize that look in his eyes, Jiang had

laughing, she added, “No wonder it

…

and off, and soon Jiang Jiu returned to the car. Before getting in, he

“Come in.”

cheerful mood, couldn’t resist asking, “You asked ‘may I’ before getting in the car? What could possibly be

his glasses, and simply said, “I

“…”

for us, what could we possibly

thinking back to how Jiang Jinsang had closed the window, almost as if to completely enclose her within his embrace,