Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 265: 187 Come back home with me, Fourth Master has turned into a scumbag [Prize Quiz]

The bedroom door was gently closed, and Jiangjiang could no longer hear any conversation outside, feeling both anxious and angry.

Surely it was that jerk of a dad up to no good behind the scenes. Otherwise, why would Mom suddenly leave him? What could be going on between the two of them at this late hour?

He strained his ears, but the silence outside was so profound that not a sound could be heard.

Time passed without any movement, and eventually, he couldn’t bear it any longer. His eyelids drooped, and he soon fell asleep.

Meanwhile, in the apartment’s living room

When Shen Zhixian came out, Jiang Yanting was reclining on the sofa with a laptop on his knees, wearing a Bluetooth headset, apparently working, “Come here.”

The computer screen light fell on his face, highlighting the sharp angles of his profile, transporting her back to their school days when he would write papers and she would watch intently from the side.

Jiang Yanting noticed her out of the corner of his eye and gestured to the space beside him.

Whenever Shen Zhixian was nervous, her palms would sweat easily. She wiped her sweaty palms discreetly along the seam of her trousers and sat down beside him, still keeping a distance between them, “Where is it?”

“Move closer.”

a need to sit so far apart? They had been

“This is fine.”

estranged, as if

“Then

come to Muhammad, Muhammad must

to him, then he had to go

when he moved closer, their clothes brushed together, their arms touched, and she felt

computer, you can’t see unless you get closer,”

her palms starting

caught a glimpse of his hand reaching out and instinctively

wake the child, his voice

still hold his warmth, and when it touched

suddenly remembered how, back in their school days, they had once shared a pair of headphones, with her complaining about his taste in obscure music

a clear melody played, pulling her thoughts back

electronic album accompanied by a soothing, soft female voice, documenting each step of Jiangjiang’s

album was paired with a segment of

he fell down and cried loudly, even his reluctance to enter kindergarten while clinging to the gate, and his

on a heavy motorcycle, laughing with his teeth showing; a Jiang family photo, dressed in a little red

to remind Shen Zhixian just how much she had missed

this video, but the music in the background was recorded by my mother when he was three,” Jiang Yanting pointed to the photos,