Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 180: 141 Roommates, warmth in every glance; Deadbeat dad turns over a new leaf? (3 updates)_2

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Tang Wan only listened to her complain for a bit before hanging up the phone, preparing to take a shower. However, after changing her clothes, she felt at a loss for what to do next; it didn’t feel right to go to bed yet, so she could only sit and wait for him.

But what she got instead was a phone call from Fan Mingyu.

“…I didn’t disturb you and Xiaowu, did I?”

Tang Wan’s mouth twitched, “No, not at all, Xiaowu isn’t in the room.”

“Where did he go?” Fan Mingyu frowned, feeling frustrated about finally creating an opportunity for the two of them, and this kid just wasn’t seizing it.

“To the gym.”

“How’s the hotel? Is the environment alright?”

“It’s pretty good,” Tang Wan couldn’t really say anything else.

“Right, the reason I called you was to remind you to pay close attention to Xiaowu’s health tonight. He’s easily afflicted by changes in environment and may feel unwell. It might be a bit of trouble for you, just keep an eye on him. That kid is sometimes stubborn, likes to tough it out, and won’t promptly mention when he’s feeling uncomfortable. He should have brought the medicine…”

“I’ll be attentive.”

“Then there’s nothing more. Get some rest early.”

…

Fan Mingyu ended the call, humming a song while patting her face with skincare products.

Jiang Zhenhuan leaned against the bed’s edge and couldn’t help but say, “Isn’t this a bit inappropriate? After all, Wanwan is a young girl, and this must be very awkward for her.”

“If Wanwan had no feelings for our Xiaowu, I wouldn’t bother to play matchmaker. Young people are often shy, and we, as their elders, can only try to create more opportunities for them.”

“What about Xiaowu’s side?”

“He was the one who told me one room would be enough,” Fan Mingyu giggled, “Otherwise, do you think I would really dare to book the room like that? I still have to consider Wanwan’s feelings.”

Jiang Zhenhuan coughed twice:

Such a bold move, his Xiaowu really dared to pull it off.

**

Since there was only one room card, which was left in the switch to control the power supply, Jiang Jinsang rang the doorbell upon returning.

like that of someone who had just worked out; his lips were pale, and despite the small distance between them indoors and outdoors, his breathing was slightly labored, betraying no hint of

you okay?” Tang Wan reached out to touch his

her hand met his skin,

Jinsang shook his

“You’re very cold.”

fine by attempting to stand up straight, but then her warm hand touched his forehead. She must have

Tang Wan supported him as he

“Mm.”

Having looked after him once, she had some experience, so she took out

his medicine, Jiang Jinsang leaned against the bed to rest for

Wan adjusted the room’s air conditioning to a higher temperature, sat by his side for a moment, and seeing a hint of color return to his lips, she asked softly,

“Mm.”

to take a shower first? You’re covered in sweat; changing into fresh clothes might make

agreed with

you. That way, when you go in, the bathroom will be

Wan wasn’t sure what else she could do for

and just as she was about to close the door, she felt someone approach. Turning around, she

of her. The hotel corridor’s dim lighting cast

breath now had a trace of

strands of hair across his forehead. He looked almost like a

thought he wanted to shower and moved to let him pass, but he raised his arm slightly

“What’s… what’s wrong?”

the same room as me?” Jiang Jinsang looked at her, his eyes seeming to hold

was enough to make one’s heart’s tip

take a

at the moment, instinctively wanting to sneak away under his

to move down, Jiang Jinsang’s arm slightly lowered, blocking her at the shoulder and neck and pinning her against the wall

was no gap left between the

his breath. Tang Wan’s entire body stiffened,

It was shivering, trembling.

we on a

slightly sinking, his head resting in the crook of

our relationship

stood there, not knowing what to do,

reached

Tang Wan was anxious and

want to be

but forceful, probably because articulating each word was hard, so

on his waist, her palms sweating. She wanted to let go but was afraid of dropping

“Wanwan…”

speak; she could clearly feel that