Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 152: 127 Trial wedding night, fond at heart, learning to get close_2 Chapter 152: 127 Trial wedding night, fond at heart, learning to get close_2 **

Tang Wan saw that Jiang Jinsang had returned with her father and could roughly guess that the two must have discussed something.

Everyone was forced into this situation, like ducks being pushed up a shelf. It was her own grandfather undergoing surgery; it was only right for Tang Wan to make some sacrifices. But his family’s issues had nothing to do with Jiang Jinsang…

He was completely innocent, yet dragged into this affair.

The more Tang Wan thought about it, the more she felt guilty.

Even as they went upstairs, she was still preoccupied.

The old lady kept giving Jiang Jinsang meaningful glances:

Come on!

I’ve helped you this much, grandma has no other way to help if you don’t step up now.

Jiang Jinsang felt helpless, what exactly was this old lady anxious about?

It was supposed to be a marital trial, but upon reaching the third floor, it was still just the two of them, each returning to their own rooms as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Tang Wan quickly showered, but with her mind preoccupied, she nearly used the shower gel as shampoo.

After coming out of the bathroom, she dried her hair while staring at Lord Wansui. Tang Wan pursed her lips and finally walked over to the wardrobe, asking softly, “Jinsang, are you asleep yet?”

“Not yet.”

Jiang Jinsang seemed to have anticipated her coming over. Upon hearing her voice, the corners of his mouth slowly curved up.

“Is it okay if I come over?”

“Sure.”

As the wardrobe was moved aside, the overly sufficient warmth from Jiang Jinsang’s room hit her face instantaneously. The two bedrooms had similar decor, yet the atmosphere was starkly different.

Perhaps because of the excessive heating, his room felt too dry; he had a humidifier on, and the scent of lemon essential oil filled the air, fresh and invigorating.

He was leaning on a couch, a dim floor lamp stood by his side, and he was holding a book whose title was unclear from afar.

Wearing a dark grey homewear set, it made his skin look even whiter and his demeanor more languid. They say people look different under the lamp light, like flowers in the fog, charming and graceful. It was indeed so.

“You’re up late, not resting yet? Is there something you need?” Jiang Jinsang put down the book and politely stood up.

Wan still held the towel for drying her hair in her hands, feeling somewhat awkward

Tang Wan felt a

cold and have a fear of drafts, the heat might drift into your room; the temperature might be too much for you,”

not having any physical discomfort today, are

his head to look

“Yeah.”

did you need to see me about?” Jiang Jinsang took control of the conversation

her hair twice more before mustering the courage to speak, “It’s still

“The marriage trial?”

family; it had nothing to do with

it’s just a marriage trial. At most, we’ll just go through the motions, we

right in front of her, eyes lowered, brows slightly bent, inspecting her

like this. Although she said those words, she knew that to Jiang Jinsang, it probably was an inconvenience.

forward slightly, coming closer as

surgery is completed,

the towel in

completely open, holding the towel in both hands. Tang Wan struggled to organize her words, when the towel lightly landed over her head, and through the fabric, he

vision was obscured by the towel, all

and the angle of

water,” Jiang Jinsang’s voice seemed to get trapped in the towel, echoing in her

Wan reached out, intending to grab the towel, to take control, but instead of touching the towel, her fingers brushed

last night, it

warm and

her, he raised

scalp had been somewhat cold, but now Tang Wan only

Jinsang naturally let go, but the distance between them didn’t narrow, he

of person who would wrong myself?” he

her

me to

really don’t need to overthink, and certainly don’t feel like you owe me anything. If I truly didn’t want

been leaning over and speaking with his head down, his

ease, and it’s

word “like”

felt her breathing tighten, their eyes were locked, his pupils were so dark, only the spark from the

the first to admit

this matter, we should at least wait until Grandpa Tang’s surgery is over. Or do you think that being with me makes you uncomfortable?” Now that

simmer makes for a