Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

Chapter 207: 155 It seems like an old friend has returned, hitting me so hard that my heart aches_2

Qi Zeyan and his company were seated not in a private room but in a public area, separated by partitions that lent the space a tranquil air.

So when that person had left in a hurry, barely stepping out from the partition, she almost crashed into someone…

Instinctively, she stepped back, losing her balance and becoming slightly wobbly on her feet, but the person opposite reacted faster, stretching out a hand to grab her wrist.

The man’s palm was broad and strong, with fine calluses on the fingers, and radiating intense heat, gripping her wrist so tightly that it made her scalp tingle.

“I’m sorry,” she lowered her head and apologized first.

Above her head came a familiar low voice, “It’s alright.”

Perhaps because he was looking down at her, his voice seemed to surround her from all directions, enveloping her completely, invading her limbs and bones, as if pressing tightly against her ear, striking her eardrums and chest fiercely.

Her body jolted as if electrified, suddenly trembling, and as she abruptly looked up, she found herself lost in a pair of dark eyes.

It was as if his eyes contained the night…

Deep and impenetrable!

Her heart skipped a beat!

She felt her pupils dilate and, for a moment, it was as if even her breathing was no longer her own.

Their eyes met; no words were exchanged. She was looking at him, and Jiang Yanting was sizing her up.

She wore a fitted turtleneck, her slender neck gracefully arched as she looked up, her face familiar yet strange, like after a gentle rain gleamed a touch of affectionate color, fresh and radiant, with an irresistible charm.

It was as if, in an instant, cold moonlight and withered trees…

Were touched by a breeze that brought life to the quagmire, awakening all living things.

She twisted her wrist slightly, but his grip was tight, and she could not break free.

“You…”

“What’s wrong with me?”

Even as she deliberately avoided his gaze, their eyes inadvertently met head-on again.

One was high above with an indifferent expression, while the other seemed panicked yet feigned calmness; still, it was she who first looked away.

From the corner of her eye, she could clearly see the fine curve of Jiang Yanting’s neck and the slight flush on his ear tips.

“Yanting, you finally came,” Qi Zeyan spoke up, and he let go of her wrist.

The person standing across from him felt a tremor in her pupils, “You… you…”

“Miss Shen, let me introduce you, this is Jiang Yanting. Since everyone’s here, why not sit down for a meal before you go?”

“Miss Shen…” Jiang Yanting murmured, subconsciously touching the fingertips that had just held her wrist.

“Yeah, come on, sit down. We’ll eat before we leave,” another girl came over and pulled her to sit down. After all, they were not familiar with each other, and the atmosphere was bound to be awkward.

However, Qi Zeyan distinctly felt something was amiss, especially with Jiang Yanting; he had a strange feeling, particularly when ordering, randomly choosing a pile of dishes that were not his usual preference.

Even though it was a blind date, they had some simple understanding of each other, and during the meal, they engaged in casual conversation.

After a brief introduction to each other, the atmosphere grew a bit eerie.

“Miss Xie?” Jiang Yanting, holding a kettle, was about to pour some water for himself and naturally asked for the opinions of the two women opposite him.

“Thank you.” Miss Xie seemed surprised that Jiang Yanting would offer to pour water for her, as he was known for his cold demeanor, and she didn’t come for a blind date with him in mind.

“Miss Shen?” Jiang Yanting looked at the person opposite him.

“I don’t need any, thank you.”

Her fingers rested beneath the table, ceaselessly rubbing the wrist he had squeezed, as if it had been burned by fire, with embers still dancing on her skin.

The excitement was so heart-pounding it made people anxious.

Qi Zeyan slightly raised his eyebrows, feeling that something was off between these two people, yet he couldn’t exactly put his finger on it.

Mainly because it was he who had said to have both girls stay, but now that they were here, you’d better start talking—don’t just sit here staring into each other’s eyes like this!

“Sorry, I need to go to the restroom,” that person said, picking up their bag and heading toward the other side. Roughly a minute later, Jiang Yanting excused himself to go to the restroom and left.