Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

”Are you heading home? We’re definitely not going the same way. Sir, where are you heading?”

Jiang Chengsi didn’t expect her to suddenly mention him. He wasn’t an idiot; this woman clearly wanted a ride. Before Yang Yiyi spoke, he proactively replied:

”Where is Miss Yang heading?”

”I need to go to Wanbaohui in the city.”

Normally, this hints at needing a ride; moreover, Jiang Chengsi was treating the guests to a meal, so it wouldn’t be an issue to send a guest on the way. Unexpectedly, Jiang Chengsi smiled apologetically:

”What a pity, I need to go to a club in the suburbs — completely the opposite direction. I’ll call a car for you.”

”...”

Yang Yiyi probably never thought Jiang Chengsi would be someone who simply wouldn’t budge. If it were any other man, he would’ve already offered to drive her.

”Sir, no need. I’ll hail a cab myself.” Yang Yiyi replied with a smile.

She was just being polite, yet Jiang Chengsi chuckled: ”I never like forcing anyone. Since you want to hail a cab yourself, just take care. I won’t see you off.”

Though Yang Yiyi smiled and said no need to see her off, inwardly she felt a heavy blow.

She likely never hit such a hard iron wall before.

Even if she broke her leg kicking, this iron straight man wouldn’t budge.

After seeing Yang Yiyi get into the car, Jiang Chengsi finally took a breath, turned the car key, and said he wanted to find Qi Zeyan.

He was a hastily added best man, and his suit didn’t fit, so he had it altered again — he needed to try it on.

This Yang Yiyi seemed to forget what Jiang Chengsi did for a living. He ran a bar and club; though not everyone going to bars is a player, it’s definitely a mix of all kinds of people. To be blunt, he’s seen all kinds of women.

Even those standing stripped naked in front of him.

Jiang Chengsi has seen plenty of high-class teas like Yang Yiyi. He might act somewhat naive at home, but out there...

He’s sharp!

Tang Wan thought of the day’s dining events on her way home and couldn’t help but laugh aloud.

Her fourth brother is definitely a treasure.

Sometimes talking to an iron straight man feels tiring, but now it seems rather amusing.

Unbeknownst to Tang Wan, when someone was privately together with Si Qingxiao, it was quite sticky-icky.

**

Jiang Chengsi was just perfunctory and evasive; once Yang Yiyi left, he immediately felt free and unrestrained.

Meeting Qi Zeyan, he tried the suit, learned he was preparing to go to the hotel to try wedding dishes, and tagged along for a round.

”Didn’t you just finish eating before coming here? Aren’t you full?” Just trying dishes, he actually started eating properly with chopsticks in hand.

”There was someone at the table I didn’t like. I was afraid I’d suffer indigestion if I ate too much.”

Qi Zeyan didn’t ask further — having someone help pick dishes wasn’t bad.

”Mr. Qi, we’ve basically finalized the dishes; would you like to check out our hotel’s beverages? Besides Moutai and those, we have our own brand. They’re quite good — do you want to try?”

Hosting meals, sometimes beverages are what cost the most. For Qi Zeyan’s wedding, the drinks certainly wouldn’t be cheap; the hotel was naturally eager to market them.

Qi Zeyan originally planned to get drinks from Jiang Chengsi, not to take advantage, just because he had channels and a wide variety. Hearing the hotel had its own brand, he decided to let them bring some over to taste.

Jiang Chengsi followed Qi Zeyan to try dishes from noon until dark, drinking half a bottle along the way. Leaving the hotel, he was walking somewhat unsteadily.

Qi Zeyan had no choice but to let his assistant Xiaozhu send him home.

But halfway there, hearing he was going home, someone became incredibly unwilling. Was that still his home? Afraid that once his brother got married, he’d be homeless.

”Sir, where do you want to go then?” Xiaozhu frowned, couldn’t just drive around aimlessly late at night.

”I want to find Xiaoxiao.”

”Miss Si?” Xiaozhu was just a man with a job, unaware of Jiang Chengsi and the Si Family’s relations. Since he wanted to go, he’d just send him there.

About an hour later...

The Si Family saw Jiang Chengsi attempting to scale the wall in the surveillance room again.

What’s the Sir up to this time?

Why never use the door, always climbing the wall whenever he comes over?