Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

Meanwhile, the car key he was fiddling with fell to the ground with a plop.

”Hey, watch where you’re walking...” Yu Zhen’s assistant was about to chide the person opposite upon seeing Jiang Chengsi’s face...

Instant submission!

”Lord, Lord Si.”

Yu Zhen glanced at the fallen sunglasses, slightly annoyed. However, seeing the car key on the ground, with a logo of a certain brand, her eyes brightened. Upon hearing her assistant call out to Lord Si, she hurriedly apologized:

”Lord Si, I’m sorry, really sorry, I wasn’t paying attention just now.”

She was about to bend to pick up the car key, but Jiang Chengsi moved faster, retrieving the key.

There was a keychain on this, which was made when the club opened. Si Qingxiao had one, and he later got one, making a pair.

Even Ruan Mengxi mocked him, saying who would have thought he would use couple items.

It had been used for many years, already a bit worn, and after being dropped and bumped, inevitably some noticeable marks appeared. He rubbed the keychain, hinting at some impatience in his eyes.

”It’s okay, I wasn’t paying attention either just now; it’s not entirely your fault.” Jiang Chengsi hadn’t been focused on the path just now.

”Is your thing broken? I can get you a new one.” Yu Zhen clutched the sunglasses but kept discreetly glancing at Jiang Chengsi.

It’s often said good-looking people are concentrated in the entertainment industry, but many male stars require all sorts of edits, and standing before her...

Rogue and brash, appearing openly rebellious yet dressed in elite sharp attire—far more striking head-on than photos or videos.

No wonder those fans of forbidden love CPs would go crazy.

This face, having seen it in person, could truly be adored for a lifetime.

”No need.” Jiang Chengsi refused directly.

”I broke it; I should compensate you.” Yu Zhen bit her lip, daring herself to speak, ”Otherwise... Could you give me your contact information? I’ll get something identical and send it to you.”

A key chain doesn’t cost much; Jiang Chengsi wasn’t a fool, but he lowered his gaze on her.

Yu Zhen initially didn’t dare look at him. It was boldness for requesting contact information that gave her courage, seeing Jiang Chengsi seemed to be staring at her, her heart held a mischievous thrill.

She cautiously observed his change in expression.

Jiang Chengsi was married; everyone knew. But in aristocratic marriages, how many are truly happy? Many play their own games, turning a blind eye to each other.

Even if she couldn’t possibly have anything with Jiang Chengsi, having his contact and establishing a connection would be beneficial without harm.

She noticed Jiang Chengsi’s gaze softened upon her.

But at this moment, her heart and eyes were filled with Jiang Chengsi, she didn’t notice, just a short distance behind her, two figures appeared—a large one and a small one.

Si Qingxiao hadn’t expected to encounter such a scene after merely taking the child out to buy ice cream on return.

Watching his expression, it was mischievous, with a hint of amusement.

Jiang Chengsi’s popularity among women seemed always good. She once found some business cards in his files; he didn’t even know who slipped them there or when. It was once an awkward moment.

Jiang Xiaowai was biting an ice cream, curious about the scene before him.

”Lord Si, I broke the thing, I must compensate you; otherwise, I really feel uneasy...”

”I said, it’s unnecessary.”

”Lord Si...” The odds of running into Jiang Chengsi in a lifetime might be just this once; being thick-skinned didn’t matter.

”Miss.” Jiang Chengsi was already impatient; when he looked at her again, his gaze had a sternness to it, ”I said I don’t need you to compensate for the item.”

”But you standing here...”

”Sorry, you’re blocking my wife.”

Yu Zhen and the assistant: ”...”

Their pupils rattled as they turned around, seeing a beautiful stranger woman. Few pictures of Si Qingxiao circulated online; the last time might have been during their honeymoon. It’s known she’s a very graceful and pretty person who loves wearing cheongsams.

But the person before them...

Wearing a dark purple cheongsam with a collar design, complementing a long graceful neck, the skirt adorned with lighter colored floral patterns, exuding elegance.

She and Tang Wan at a glance seemed of a similar type, both were exceedingly graceful, though upon scrutiny, Tang Wan’s gentleness held fierceness, while she embodied exquisite charm.

Yu Zhen’s face turned blue, then white, realizing her intentions were too obvious.