Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

From Beijing to Pingjiang, the flight takes about two hours.

Throughout the journey, Jiang Chengsi felt especially uncomfortable. It wasn’t the person beside him disturbing him, but rather the overwhelming and pungent perfume scent, which was truly unpleasant.

Finally, close to Pingjiang, Jiang Chengsi put away his earphones and looked down at Pingjiang City from the airplane window...

The city seemed to be shrouded in a misty veil.

”Have you ever been to Pingjiang before, Fourth Master? We have a lot of fun places here. I don’t know how long you’ll be staying, but if you have the time, you should explore around.” Yang Yiyi kept introducing various attractions and features of Pingjiang to him.

Jiang Chengsi knew that Jiang Xiaowu and his brother were planning to use her as a breakthrough, otherwise...

He would have snapped at her a long time ago!

At this moment, he could only respond indifferently. However, in Yang Yiyi’s view, Jiang Chengsi was already quite considerate to her. During previous interviews, he wasn’t this lenient.

As they were getting off the plane, due to seat arrangements, Yang Yiyi got up to leave first, opened the overhead luggage compartment, and tried to retrieve her luggage.

Whether she genuinely couldn’t reach it or did it intentionally, she fumbled for a long time.

”Let me help.”

With her not leaving, Jiang Chengsi was blocked in his seat.

”Thanks, Fourth Master. It’s the black bag inside there,” Yang Yiyi pointed to the inner side.

When Jiang Chengsi flew to Pingjiang, he had just had dinner at the Si Family house. Visiting his future in-laws meant he had to dress formally; wearing a casual suit, with his jacket draped over his arm, collar buttons undone, he appeared casually elegant and irresistibly dashing.

The airplane aisle wasn’t spacious to begin with, so standing together inevitably felt a bit cramped.

While Yang Yiyi’s gaze was fixed on the luggage compartment, she was constantly sizing up Jiang Chengsi with her peripheral vision...

Some actions may seem vulgar done by others, yet on Jiang Chengsi, they exuded a chic nonchalance, utterly proving how essential a handsome face is.

The Si Family’s daughter was truly lucky.

Born into privilege, the only daughter, reportedly beautiful, well-treated by parents, and found such a wonderful boyfriend.

Being born lucky makes all the difference.

”Here’s your luggage,” Jiang Chengsi handed the bag to her.

”Thanks,” Yang Yiyi hurriedly took it, their eyes briefly met, her face blush with coyness, gripping the bag tightly as she walked ahead.

People always said Fourth Master was eccentric and flamboyant, never the gentle and considerate type; who would’ve thought he’d voluntarily help her with her luggage.

Someone started feeling giddy inside.

Walking ahead of Jiang Chengsi, even her walking posture became exaggerated; she constantly felt a gaze watching her from behind, occasionally adjusting her hair, straightening her clothes, displaying a coy demeanor...

But when she reached a spot, wanting to ask if he needed help with luggage, turning around.

She was astonished to find no trace of Jiang Chengsi behind her.

Where did he go?

Yang Yiyi stomped her feet in frustration. Wasn’t he supposed to be right behind her?

So all her pretentiousness was for naught, he didn’t see any of it; what was she even doing?

Yang Yiyi looked around, it was already early morning, the airport was mostly empty, just a glance revealed everyone around, yet there was no sign of Jiang Chengsi.

She searched the vicinity in vain, unwillingly leaving.

...

Once she disappeared, Jiang Chengsi stepped out from a men’s restroom.

That was really something.

Why can’t this woman just vanish?

A hurried person like Jiang Chengsi could hardly tolerate such pretentiousness. After calling Si Qingxiao to report his arrival safely, he quickly exited the airport.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Jinsang and Huo Qinqi came to pick him up today.

Jiang Jinsang made sense, after all, he was his own brother, but Old Huo...

Huo Qinqi was never the considerate type, especially having a wife and kids; makes one wonder why he’d ever want to leave them to greet him.

”Old Huo? Why are you here to pick me up?” Jiang Chengsi sat in the back seat looking at Huo Qinqi, ”What have you been up to in Pingjiang recently? Your dark circles are so heavy, is your little aunt preventing you from sleeping?”

Someone teased recklessly.

Huo Qinqi kept silent, while Jiang Jinsang driving chuckled softly.