Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

Chapter 595: 379 In an intimate moment after drinking, who am I to you?_2”I’m just an ordinary male colleague in your heart?”

His voice was extremely low and especially husky, as if he was right next to her ear, yet his breath was inches away...

Shen Shuci could feel it.

”Hmm?” Shen Shuci did not catch on.

”Would you bring a male colleague home?”

She shook her head.

In the darkness, they couldn’t see each other; he couldn’t see Shen Shuci shaking her head. He leaned forward slightly, bowing his waist, ”Hmm?”

He deliberately elongated the last sound, seeming to possess a seductive lure, and Shen Shuci’s heart pounded rapidly, ”No, no.”

”Except for Jiang Jinsang...”

”You’re the only one.”

”Jiang Jinsang...” he murmured the name.

”He’s Wanwan’s husband.”

”And what am I?”

Shen Shuci could clearly feel that in the darkness, he was leaning even closer, his warm breath lightly touching her face, and her face grew hotter.

”You...” Shen Shuci didn’t know how to describe their relationship.

At that moment, a car honked outside, and the corridor lights suddenly turned on. Shen Shuci’s pupils shook; she had no idea their proximity was so close—it seemed that just a little more, and they could easily...

kiss each other.

”Huo...”

Shen Shuci didn’t finish her sentence when the man had already grabbed her hand, clutching her fingers and placing them on the fingerprint sensor of the door, ”Bang—” the security door opened in response.

Only then did she vaguely remember that her door had a fingerprint lock and that keys weren’t necessary. The man bent down to pick up her bag that had fallen on the ground and led her inside...

As if he were the master of the house, Shen Shuci’s mind was still foggy as she let him take her to the bed.

The Huo Family members were downstairs, aware of the floor and room in which Shen Shuci lived; the two stood below, smoking a cigarette.

”What are they up to? Have they gone inside? Why haven’t they turned on the lights yet?”

”In total darkness, it’s easier to get things done.”

”Are we going to witness history tonight?”

”Guess the master won’t be going home tonight, huh.”

...

The blackout curtains in Shen Shuci’s room were not drawn, and the city lights shone through, illuminating the interior brightly. Although he had been there before, he was not sure where the switches in Shen Shuci’s room were, so he used the light from outside to settle her on the bed.

The light gray bedsheet was crumpled with wrinkles; Shen Shuci lay on her back, her hand resting on her forehead, obviously feeling the discomfort from the heat.

After finding the light switch and remembering where the cup was, he poured her a glass of water, tucked her in, and prepared to leave.

Qi Zeyan had mentioned something that had tempted him, but he always acted with integrity; taking advantage of her while she was drunk was a bit...

He wrung out a towel, placed it on her forehead, and Shen Shuci seemed to feel more comfortable; he had never done such a thing before. Adjusting the towel several times until satisfied, he nodded and stood to leave...

Unexpectedly, his shirt was suddenly pulled by her with great force, and if he hadn’t reacted quickly enough to brace himself against the bed, he might have fallen right on top of her.

”Don’t go, I’ll be very good, don’t leave me—” her face flushed, a hint of moisture in her eyes, as she stared straight at him.

The man’s eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze deep and intense as if it were an unfathomable night.

”I really am obedient, really!”

Shen Shuci seemed to mistake him for someone else, her mind fuzzy, and as she spoke, her eyes began to redden slightly...

The Shen Family treated her well, and although Tang Wan called her aunt, their relationship was as close as sisters; why did she show such vulnerability?

Outside, she had always displayed maturity beyond her years and even held herself with some seniority; suddenly showing such a fragile expression startled him.

Possibly because she received no response for a long while, Shen Shuci’s grip loosened slightly...

”I know, I’m unworthy, unworthy—I shouldn’t say this, obedient children don’t speak like this.” She muttered to herself, her fingers suddenly relaxing yet were swiftly caught by him, held tightly in his palm.

”I won’t leave you.”

His voice was soft, just clutching her hand with a firm grip, as if making a promise.

Shen Shuci felt reassured by his words, her fingers twitched slightly, gently clasping his hand.