Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

Chapter 1218 - 713: Confession—Maybe... I Like You [Dragon Boat Festival Blessings]

Jiang Chengsi’s club achievement data has been updated, causing a stir in the circle once again.

"I told you, Beijing is not that big. If Fourth Master Jiang wanted to find someone, he couldn’t possibly fail. Turns out, he never wanted to look, or maybe he found them but didn’t tell us."

"So many club teams wanted to poach people, but now it’s fixed; Fourth Master quietly turned her into one of his own. Who dares to poach Fourth Master’s corner now?"

"Digging at the Jiang Family’s corner? Believe it or not, Fourth Master would kick you flying; how unprincipled for him to keep it hidden all this time."

"There’s actually a girl around Fourth Master? Amazing, I always thought he liked men."

...

The circle was bustling, but the atmosphere in Jiang Chengsi’s office was somewhat eerie, with the cold wind rushing outside, sharp and chilling.

"Miss Xiao" holds the cup in both hands, sipping hot milk in small sips, glancing sideways at Jiang Chengsi. His whole body is sunk into the chair back, and perhaps due to the angle of light, his entire face is shrouded in darkness, only those eyes...

Dark and bright, like the summer wind and heat waves, sweeping through her heart, warm.

She believes she hid well, yet he’s so perceptive?

Just then, her phone vibrates, her heart tightens. She hurriedly takes it out; it’s a call from her father. She avoids Jiang Chengsi’s gaze, walks to the window to answer, "Hello, Dad."

"I saw the forecast, saying it would snow later. Come home early."

"Hmm." She responds sullenly.

"What’s wrong? Can’t talk easily? Your voice is so low?"

"Nothing."

The setting sun was slightly obscured by the clouds, the sky appeared gray-black, a snowy day looming. Looking out from the window, sporadically, a few staff members walked around the race track.

At that moment, through the glass, she seemed to see someone approaching from behind...

Her heart chest tightened, watching that person slightly bow, a distance between them, yet through the glass, his face seemed to rest upon her shoulder.

So close.

"Looks like the weather is changing." His voice was not loud but was clearly heard by a certain old father.

He stood up abruptly from the chair, knocking over the chess set in front, pieces falling to the ground.

"Dad, I’ll hang up first—" The phone call ended, You Yunzhi hearing the noise, emerged from the kitchen, "What’s wrong? What’s with that expression?"

"Nothing, it’s fine." A certain old father bent down to pick up the fallen chess pieces.

"Then wash your hands and help me in the kitchen." On Valentine’s Day, the two didn’t go out, just had some home-cooked meals, but Mr. Si still gifted his wife a diamond ring.

A certain old father nodded, knowing in his heart, that his daughter was bound to date and marry eventually.

All these years, he hoped his daughter would date; otherwise, he wouldn’t prepare a wedding house in advance, yet all these years, nothing happened, he couldn’t do anything even if he was anxious.

Suddenly, home-grown cabbage is about to be snatched by a pig, starting to feel a bit uncomfortable.

Who knows where this wild boy came from.

Jiang Chengsi’s voice today carried a hint of laughter, along with the phone’s reception effect, a certain old father immersed in the surprise of a wild boy near his daughter, didn’t hear who it was.

...

At this moment in the club, Jiang Chengsi suddenly approached, startling her to hang up the phone in a hurry.

The next second...

She wanted to escape.

But then Jiang Chengsi suddenly raised a hand, resting it on the glass window, trapping her body between the window and his, loosely encircling. If she wanted to leave, it would certainly cause some contact between their bodies.

Instantly, there’s no way out.

"Fourth Master?" She tightly clutched the phone.

"Hmm." Jiang Chengsi responded, he leaned slightly forward, gazing at the person trapped beneath him. From his angle, he could only see her tense back and a stretch of snow neck.

"You, you this..."

"Regarding breaking my record, is there nothing you need to explain to me?"

His voice sounded from above her head, a breath sweeping from the oblique rear, a small warm breath sprayed onto the nape. Bewildered, she instinctively wanted to shrink her neck.

"It was an accident; I didn’t intentionally want to break your record."

"So, your meaning is, my record, can be easily broken by you?"

Jiang Chengsi saw her nervousness and deliberately intensified his tone to tease her.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, she seemed a bit anxious, recalling what Jiang Jinsang said, Jiang Chengsi always searched for the person who broke his record. If found, then perhaps...

At the moment facing away from him, unable to see his expression, unclear of his attitude, appearing too passive. She wanted to talk face-to-face, unconsciously wanting to turn around.