Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

Chapter 183: 143 Super Sweet: Wanwan Takes the Initiative, a Knowing Kiss (2 more updates)

Tang Wan packed up and went directly to the hotel restaurant to meet up with the three others. After breakfast, they went out to explore.

The streets and architecture here were quite famous for their distinctive characteristics, so the quartet was continuously on the road, and they had lunch on a boat, dining while touring the lake.

Jiang Jinsang usually ate small, frequent meals and had only a few bites of lamb chops before he stared at Tang Wan for a while and took out his phone from his pocket.

She bowed her head to cut the lamb chops in front of her into small pieces. The white, thin knitwear draped over her long hair. The sunlight scattered on the water, creating ripples and water reflections that landed gently on her, tender as water. Just watching her like this tightened his heart…

“Cough—” Jiang Yanting placed the well-sliced steak into Jiangjiang’s bowl and glanced at the person next to him.

Could you restrain yourself a bit?

They weren’t like this yesterday. Could something really have happened last night?

Jiang Yanting wasn’t ignorant, but looking at Tang Wan’s demeanor, it seemed they hadn’t gone that far?

“You…” As Tang Wan finished cutting her lamb chops and looked up, she caught Jiang Jinsang holding his phone towards her face, turning slightly red without reason.

He couldn’t be taking photos of her, could he? Her hands fidgeted, and suddenly she couldn’t even handle the fork and knife.

“What’s wrong?” Jiang Jinsang casually moved his phone towards another direction, as if he was shooting the scenery and had unintentionally aimed at her.

“It’s nothing.” Tang Wan lowered her head and continued eating.

Jiang Yanting chuckled softly:

Snapping photos so openly and confidently, only his brother would do this.

The maneuver was incredibly sly.

The boat traveled through a good part of the town, and when they docked, the water was choppy and somewhat unstable. Jiang Yanting, holding Jiangjiang, disembarked first, followed by Jiang Jinsang, who turned to look at Tang Wan.

She hesitated, seemingly looking for the right spot to step, when suddenly a hand appeared in front of her.

Clean and pale, with slender knuckles.

Tingling with hesitation, she still drew a breath and carefully placed her hand in his.

Jiang Jinsang turned his hand over, engulfing her entire hand in his palm, and slightly exerted force at the wrist to pull her ashore, inevitably touching each other.

“Are you okay?” A hint of a smile appeared in his eyes.

Tang Wan shook her head.

His hand held hers, his thumb gently caressing the back of her hand with a light, almost imperceptible touch. His fingertips were smooth, devoid of any calluses, yet they brought a slight tickle.

A tingling sensation went straight to her heart.

Throughout the journey, they didn’t take any photos, just holding hands continuously.

…

Jiangjiang was just a child and, after playing all morning plus the issue of jet lag and having had lunch, complained he was tired and insisted Jiang Yanting carry him, so they decided to return to the hotel to rest.

In the evening, Jiang Yanting’s alma mater reportedly had a celebration for the New Year, and they planned to join the festivities.

However, by the evening, the previously excited Jiangjiang, now lying on the bed and deeply asleep, couldn’t be woken up, no matter how much they tried. They had dinner in the room. After eating, he burrowed into the bed, immovable, claiming his back and waist hurt and stubbornly refusing to get up.

“So, your second uncle and I are going out, aren’t you coming?” Jiang Yanting massaged his legs. The little guy moaned comfortably.

“No.”

“Weren’t you always saying you wanted to see my school?”

“Um…” Jiangjiang was so sleepy he hardly knew what he was saying.

“Shall I lock you in the room then?”

All that answered him was a faint snore.

Actually, Jiangjiang’s reason for coming here was simple. He had overheard Qi Zeyan mentioning that, by the timeline, his parents must have met and fallen in love here, and they had him here, so he was hell-bent on visiting.

But he couldn’t keep up physically.

When Jiang Yanting went out to meet Jiang Jinsang, Tang Wan frowned slightly, “Jiangjiang isn’t coming out?”

“He’s in a deep sleep, so I locked him in the room.”

“What if he wakes up and runs out?”