Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

Qi Zeyan knew he had upset someone today, so he diligently played the role of host. No one drank tonight since everyone drove themselves; dinner was quickly over. Shen Shuci had injured her hand, so Tang Wan thought about sending her back early to rest.

“Auntie, can you drive to work like this?” Shen Shuci had just bought a car for commuting, but with her hand like this, driving tomorrow might be tough.

“It’s fine, if I can’t drive, I can book a taxi in advance.”

“I’m worried you might not be able to work either.”

“I should be fine by tomorrow morning. I just started the job, and it’s all about getting familiar with the business. They probably won’t give me any important tasks.”

…

The ice pack remained in Shen Shuci’s palm, and naturally, she couldn’t take it with her along with the towel when it was time to leave.

As the Huo family saw the three off, and just as Shen Shuci was about to get into the car, someone called out to her, “Miss Shen, the ice pack.”

The person handed her the towel-wrapped ice pack again.

“There’s no need, my hand is much better now, and it doesn’t hurt anymore.”

In front of the Huo family’s gate, under the dim streetlight, the man’s tall figure almost enveloped her in shadow. Backlit, his expression was unclear, just those eyes, cold as ice; in a deep voice, he said something Shen Shuci couldn’t refute:

“I know better than you whether it hurts or not.”

Injuries were nothing unusual for him; naturally, he had more say in the matter than Shen Shuci.

Shen Shuci could only accept the ice pack.

“Take out your phone, let me add my contact.”

Jiang Jinsang sat in the driver’s seat, lowered the car window, and looked at two people…

What’s happening?

Why suddenly ask for a phone number?

Shen Shuci was also surprised, “Phone number?”

“First, you got injured at our house, so if there are any sequelae or problems in the future, you can contact me anytime.”

“Second, if your hand hurts badly at night and you need to go to the hospital, you live in Hexi, which is quite remote. Our family doctor can probably get there faster than 120.”

“Third, isn’t it time for you to take out your phone?”

Qi Zeyan stood by, also looking surprised…

He had never seen someone demand contact information in such a hardcore way!

Only he could pull something like this off.

People who don’t know might think you are forcing the young lady to do something!

Shen Shuci has seniority but she’s younger than Tang Wan and just entered society, trying to act mature but still somewhat green. These two standing together really looked like someone bullying and intimidating a young girl.

He spoke very dominantly and decisively, not allowing others to resist. Shen Shuci initially wanted to refuse, but his imposing demeanor overwhelmed her, and she had no choice but to take out her phone. Her fingers were hurting badly, trembling as she tried to unlock the device, but entering the number proved difficult.

“I’ll do it.”

Saying that, he took her phone, glanced at her screensaver—a cute orange cat.

Typical young girl, liking this kind of thing.

He swiftly entered his mobile number, and after his phone vibrated in his pocket, he refused the call and then added his name before handing it back to her.

“My phone is on 24 hours a day. Contact me if you need anything.”

“Okay,” Shen Shuci said, though she never planned on bothering him.

“Your home address.”

Shen Shuci froze again, and Jiang Jinsang leaned on the edge of the car window, looking mischievously at the two. Something about this scene seemed a bit eerie.

“If something happens to you, I need to know your address.”

Shen Shuci thought he wasn’t a bad person. He already had her phone number, and a home address could be found if he wanted anyway, so she just told him directly, “Left Bank Garden, Building 16, Unit 3, Room 201…”

After saying this, he handed back her phone, watched her get into the car, and then glanced at Jiang Jinsang, “Let me know after you’ve taken her home.”

Jiang Jinsang: “…”

This person was injured at the Huo Family’s place, but now she’s also practically my aunt. Could he really lose Shen Shuci?

“I should be responsible until she recovers,” he added.

Jiang Jinsang didn’t respond, reminded Shen Shuci to buckle up, raised the car window, and drove off…

Qi Zeyan coughed twice, “That Old Huo, I should be leaving too.”

“Weren’t you saying you didn’t want to go home recently?”

“What happened?”

“I’ve already called Grandpa Qi and told him you’ll be staying at my house tonight.”

“…”