Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

While waiting for their meal, Shen Zhixian busied herself tidying the house, and Jiang Chengsi leaned on Jiang Yanting’s arm, “Second brother, I don’t think sister-in-law prepared a room for you, what will you do? Are you going back home tonight?”

In their three-bedroom apartment, Shen Zhixian and the two kids each occupied one room; indeed, there was no space for Jiang Yanting.

“Who said I don’t have a room?”

“Huh?”

“Have you ever seen a married couple sleep in separate rooms?” Jiang Yanting raised an eyebrow, that look on his face.

Jiang Chengsi was at a loss for words. You two are a married couple? With kids but still a nameless, unrecognized man, do you really have the gall to say such a thing?