Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 583 - 372 Bringing the wolf into the house: It is very easy for me to have ill intentions tow

Chapter 583: 372 Bringing the wolf into the house: It is very easy for me to have ill intentions towards you.

Jiang Jinsang was still pondering the oddities of the whole affair when the sound of a car approached from outside. He walked to the window to take a look, "It’s a workday, Zeyan isn’t at the office, how does he have the time to come over?"

"Let’s go see and we’ll know," Jiang Yanting said as he got up and walked outside.

Before leaving, he specifically reminded him again, "Xiaowu, whatever Old Huo does, he definitely has his reasons. He has always been very measured in his actions, he wouldn’t act rashly. Even if there’s something that seems illogical, there must be his reasons behind it."

"Don’t get involved, you’re not alone now. If you get mixed up in something bad, it could implicate your younger siblings."

Jiansang smiled, "I know."

If he hadn’t considered this, he would have had people watching the Huo Family last night.

As the two descended the stairs, Qi Zeyan was presenting several wax-sealed invitation letters to the old lady, "...There’s an upcoming touring exhibition. This master has shown in China before, but it’s his first time in Beijing. I thought you might like it, so I specially got a few invitations."

The old lady looked at the invitation letter for a few moments, "It’s thoughtful of you to remember me, much appreciated."

"Sister-in-law should be even more interested. If you’re free that day, you could go together with Xiaowu," Qi Zeyan said with a smile, looking towards Tang Wan.

Tang Wan took an invitation letter and glanced at it, "Thank you. Are you the organizer? I heard the tickets are almost sold out, where did you get so many?"

"The organizers have a partnership with me. The tickets sold out online, but actually, there are still some left, they kept them to give away. I’m not really interested in these sorts of things. Besides, I probably won’t have time when the time comes. I’m just ’offering someone else’s flowers.’"

Qi Zeyan glanced at Jiang Jinsang and the others coming down and raised his hand to greet them.

"I went to listen to an opera a few days ago and heard about this exhibition. I didn’t expect you to bring the invitation to me. You’ve always been considerate since you were a child," the old lady praised him for a while, then went to tend to her plants...

When only Jiang Jinsang and the others remained in the living room, Qi Zeyan appeared to ask casually, "Sister-in-law, I heard Miss Shen had an accident yesterday?"

"A little mishap, how did you hear about it?" Tang Wan folded the invitation letter neatly and placed it back in the envelope.

"Beijing is only so big, there’s no wall without cracks. I’ve heard even Old Huo was involved, what exactly happened?"

Qi Zeyan pretended to be indifferent, but his heart was throbbing with excitement...

Before Tang Wan could speak, Jiang Jinsang laughed and said, "You didn’t come today just to deliver the invitation, did you?"

Beijing has art exhibitions and concerts every now and then, it’s not unusual. The intent of the person coming over today is obviously not just about the wine.

"What do you mean by that?" Qi Zeyan took a sip of tea.

Does this kid have to be so sharp?

from the Huo Family. He wasn’t familiar

extraordinary enthusiasm

Zeyan let out a light scoff, "What secret could I possibly have? I was

fine, Old Huo is fine too. You can rest

"..."

face full of indignation. Jiang Jinsang twisted his fingers, the doubt at the bottom

Yanting then patted his shoulder and only

"Don’t get killed."

looked puzzled, What happened

**

Left Bank

never used. She bent her head to unwrap the packaging, her peripheral vision caught him taking off his wristwatch—this wasn’t

lifted his arm, his shirt slightly clung to his body, faintly revealing the undulating but not

two buttons of his shirt, he exposed his well-defined and sharp collarbones while Shen Shuci’s gaze drifted to

back of his hands

the buttons, ready

the window and drew the blackout curtains. The whole room plunged into

was drawn, the

light, and by the time she turned back, the man had already taken off his shirt. His lean and tightened muscles

to only contain the two of them. Shen Shuci’s throat tightened, even the

her, his voice low, "How do

that he had taken off his shirt compounded the atmosphere. Shen Shuci, who

his voice seemed to carry an electric current that passed through her

gentle stir, and

"Hmm?" Shen Shuci blinked.

need to cooperate with

and

with his back to her, Shen Shuci leaned forward, examining his back. There were bruises in several places, apparently new, and his back had many old wounds, even two ferocious stitched-up scars

you get injured

"It’s okay."

had no idea that he furrowed his brow, looking very uncomfortable. She leaned in close,

drilled into his heart, transforming into

firm and solid, every inch of muscle

Shuci extended her hand and pressed lightly on a bruise, only then realizing that his body’s heat was scalding, spreading to her fingertips and directly drilling

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts!"

knew it wasn’t a musculoskeletal injury. She spread some ointment on him, "Wait until the ointment is

set the ointment aside and washed her hands. As she was about

"Mr. Huo..."