Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 247: 178 Jiang Yanting, we once had a child (3 updates)_3

“Is this important?” Shen Zhixian shrugged his shoulders, pretending to be relaxed.

“Xianxian…”

“I’m going upstairs first, if I’m any later, my porridge will burn, and from now on…” she laughed, “let’s not contact each other anymore.”

The last few words, when she said them, even her voice was trembling.

Jiang Yanting watched her brush past him and slowly walk upstairs, and it was probably when she reached the second floor that suddenly, her crying, full of breakdown, came down…

She had been forcibly holding back, but now she could no longer keep up the pretense.

With her lips tightly clenched, her sobs still spilled incessantly from the corners of her mouth. As Jiang Yanting stepped up the stairs, her movements became even faster. She sprinted upstairs and quickly opened the door.

“Bang—” The door was slammed shut again, as if dividing them into two separate worlds.

Jiang Yanting stared at the closed door for a long time before he said in a low voice, “Don’t go out today. I’ll come back later.”

Shen Zhixian leaned against the door, utterly broken—

**

nearby supermarket, bought a pack of cigarettes, and smoked most of it until his

cigarette butt tightly, the veins on the back of

had deceived her

done a paternity test with Jiangjiang, naturally convinced that this was his son, but in Shen Zhixian’s story, he had long ceased to exist;

that it seemed she couldn’t hear a word. Saying it outright could have

she held in her heart

phone vibrated,

He had excused himself to go to the bathroom to make a discreet call since he wasn’t due to compete, and the coach wasn’t keeping a

the moment, he was sitting on the toilet, swinging

there soon.” Jiang Yanting discarded the cigarette and crushed

his efforts to control himself, though his

out I got into a fight? Uncle has already scolded me, and I’ve admitted my mistake. You’re not angry anymore, right?” Jiangjiang, thinking his dad’s upset mood was related to himself, and knowing the fight couldn’t be kept secret, wasn’t

that, after the match, I’ll take you to see your mom…” The words

fidgeted with his clothes,

know when you see

more, but after hemming and hawing, he didn’t manage

“What’s wrong?”

worried the auntie

happen. I’ll be there soon.