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.

drying her hair in her hands, feeling somewhat awkward as she dabbed her hair, unsure

two rooms. Tang Wan felt a

have a fear of drafts, the heat might drift into your room; the temperature might be too much for you,” Jiang Jinsang seemed to see

not having any physical discomfort

tilted his head to look at her, “Just

“Yeah.”

about?” Jiang Jinsang took control of the

Wan dabbed her hair twice more before mustering the courage to

“The marriage trial?”

Wan nodded, “This was originally an issue with my family; it had nothing to do with

marriage trial. At most, we’ll just go through the motions, we won’t actually register for marriage. I’ll try my best

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

knew that to Jiang Jinsang, it

forward slightly, coming closer as

grandfather’s surgery is completed, I

could finish, the towel in her hand was suddenly pulled

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

field of vision was obscured by the

and the angle of his

Jinsang’s voice seemed to get trapped in the

the towel, to take control, but instead of touching the towel, her fingers

it wasn’t

warm

was much taller than her, he

bathed, her hair was still wet, and her scalp had been somewhat cold, but now Tang Wan only felt her scalp tingling with warmth, “Fifth Brother, let me do

to take the towel, and Jiang Jinsang naturally let go, but the distance between them didn’t

the kind of person who would wrong

slightly lifted her eyes to look at

force me to

to overthink, and certainly don’t feel like you owe me anything. If I truly didn’t want to, I would have refused at the

head down, his

with you, I feel very comfortable and at ease, and

“like” very slowly,

dark, only

away, the first to

Grandpa Tang’s surgery is over. Or do you think that being with me makes you uncomfortable?” Now that

simmer makes for a sure