Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

“Uncle Qi, aren’t you eating?”

“I don’t want to.”

“Why are you staring at my second aunt all the time? Are you thinking about women?”

After these words were said, the entire private room became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Thinking about women?

Coming from the mouth of a child!

What kind of obscene talk is this!

“Uncle Qi, it’s okay. Grandma says every boy grows up and gets married. You’ll have your own wife one day too!” Jiangjiang stuffed the dessert into his hand, “When you’re upset, eating something sweet can make you feel better.”

Qi Zeyan was completely taken aback and looked at Jiang Yanting, “How do you educate your son? What is he talking about?!”

Tang Wan bowed her head, unable to suppress a chuckle. She had always thought of Qi Zeyan as a serious businessman, especially given his meticulous dressing. Now, it seemed, he was just an ordinary man.

“I appreciate it,” Qi Zeyan said through clenched teeth.

“Is ‘thank you’ all?” Jiangjiang smiled at him, revealing a cute fang.

“What else?”

“It’s almost New Year’s, after all.”

Qi Zeyan forced a smile. Surely not everyone in the Jiang family was this money-minded. Whose traits had this kid inherited?

“Dad, I need to go to the restroom.” Jiangjiang had just drunk a lot of juice.

Jiang Yanting didn’t say anything. It wasn’t like being at home, and with many people around tonight, he couldn’t let Jiangjiang run around alone. He stood up, took his hand, and walked outside…

After the three left the lounge, Qi Zeyan felt even more uncomfortable and immediately stood up, “I’m going with you.”

He didn’t want to be left behind eating the dust of their affection.

As the three were leaving, Jiangjiang glanced at Qi Zeyan, “Uncle Qi, do you really need to use the restroom?”

“Yes.”

“Then why didn’t you say so earlier and had to come with us? In kindergarten, only little girls hold hands when they go to the bathroom together.”

Qi Zeyan: “…”

To prove he really needed the restroom, Qi Zeyan followed Jiangjiang inside, while Jiang Yanting waited outside.

“Do you need help?” Qi Zeyan noticed Jiangjiang struggling with his trousers.

“No need, I can do it myself.” Going to the restroom was still quite simple.

But standing there close together, Qi Zeyan suddenly realized, this boy wasn’t minding his business but staring at him, his expression somewhat complicated.

“What are you looking at?”

“Oh… Um…” Jiangjiang pursed his lips, “Nothing.”

Qi Zeyan: “…”

If this weren’t his dear nephew, whom he had watched grow up, and who wasn’t so young, he’d seriously consider trapping him in the restroom and giving him a good beating.

*

From his standing position, Jiang Yanting could overlook the first floor, teeming with people in gorgeous outfits, all busy clinking glasses. He merely glanced around casually.

From the corner of his eye, he checked his watch. These two had been in the restroom for quite a while.

Just as he was about to go in and check the situation, from the corner of his eye, he briefly spotted a familiar figure. His breath hitched suddenly, but when he focused again, the crowd had moved on, and the moment had been swallowed up by the throng.

…

Qi Zeyan had helped Jiangjiang wash his hands and dry them before pulling him out of the restroom.

“Jiang Yanting, your son is such a handful. He even complained that the soap in this hotel isn’t fragrant enough. A big man fussing over perfume-like scents…”

When the two came out, the corridor was already deserted.

“Darn, did he run off?” Qi Zeyan was furious.

“Uncle Qi, don’t worry, I can find the way back,” Jiangjiang reassured him, patting his hand.

Qi Zeyan couldn’t help but ruefully smile. It wasn’t that he was worried about finding their way back; he was infuriated that the Jiang brothers were bullying him too much.

One seduces him with affection, and the other simply dumps his son on him!