Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

Chapter 1490: Chapter 858: Jiang Xiaosi Forcefully Hugs Third Brother? Trouble at Last, Malicious Intent (Third Update)

Hotel, in the corridor

Even though they had left the wedding banquet hall some distance behind, the sounds of clinking glasses and drinking games could still be heard, growing gradually fainter. Meanwhile, Jiang Chengsi’s increasingly ragged breathing became more distinct.

He supported himself against the wall with one hand, trudging slowly.

Sitting at the table earlier, he hadn’t felt like he’d drunk too much, but upon standing, the world spun, and he nearly lost his balance.

"Fourth Master, are you alright?" The woman walking beside him, her voice deliberately sweet and affected.

Jiang Chengsi’s vision was a bit blurry, unable to clearly see her face, he merely caught sight of her cheongsam, conjuring an image of Si Qingxiao in his mind.

Thinking that their parents were about to meet each other’s parents, he smiled at her...

He wasn’t in his usual casual attire today. In a sharp and well-fitting suit, his hair slicked back, drinking had only made his smile that much more devilishly charming.

Anyone seeing him would have found it hard not to be tempted, especially someone who had long harbored certain thoughts about him.

Originally, her hands trembled with a somewhat uneasy feeling of not knowing where to start, never expecting Jiang Chengsi to extend his hand towards her...

"Xiao..."

As his hand reached out, she stood there, unmoving, her cheeks flushed with shyness. Having waited so long tonight, it finally felt worthwhile.

Just as she was blushing with shyness, Jiang Chengsi’s hand was intercepted halfway, grabbed by someone. She instinctively looked over—

The man was also dressed in a suit, neat and refined, meticulous in detail.

His expression was suave, his jaw sharp, his gaze slightly deep—

Jiang Third Young Master!

Hadn’t he left?

"Miss Yang, sorry, my brother drank too much; he didn’t offend you, did he?" Jiang Shiyi applied a bit of force to his wrist, placing Jiang Chengsi’s arm over his shoulder, wrapping his arm around his waist to steady him.

"No, he didn’t." Yang Yiyi’s face immediately flushed even redder, "I saw he drank too much and was worried something might happen to him, so I followed to check on him."

Previously when Lin Luyou was in trouble, Yang Yiyi had given early notice. To thank her, Jiang Chengsi was tasked to treat her to a meal, though Jiang Shiyi had still taken the time to thank her in person today.

So they had officially met.

"My brother doesn’t handle alcohol well, yet likes to show off when drinking and often gets drunk." Jiang Shiyi smiled, "Thanks for your concern."

"No, not at all." Yang Yiyi’s voice trembled slightly.

She felt that Jiang Shiyi could see right through her, his eyes darker and more mysterious than the night. She hardly dared meet his gaze, merely raising her hand to fix her hair.

"Everyone’s gone, Miss Yang, what are you still doing here?"

"I, I just..." Yang Yiyi certainly couldn’t admit she was purposely waiting for Jiang Chengsi, stammering without a clear reason.

"Miss Yang, though your intentions are good, it’s not very appropriate to care for a drunk person, especially since it’s just the two of you alone. My brother’s drunk and who knows what he might do. If anything were to happen, it’d be hard to explain, wouldn’t you agree?"

"The Fourth Master shouldn’t do anything, right..."

"He got drunk and even hit his little aunt. What do you think?"

Little aunt?

Shen Shuci? Huo Qinqi’s wife?

Was Jiang Fourth Master this wild after drinking?

However, Jiang Shiyi didn’t chat much with her, supporting Jiang Chengsi as they bid her farewell and left. Yang Yiyi watched their departing backs with some regret but unable to do anything about it.

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Jiang Shiyi’s place was in the hotel, but the distance from the banquet hall to his room wasn’t short. Without a car to take Jiang Chengsi back to the Tang Family’s old house, he could only help him back to his room to rest.

"You’re really something, if I had been a little later, you might not have made it back tonight."

"Ugh..." Jiang Chengsi leaned entirely on Jiang Shiyi.

Blowing alcohol-laden breath into his ear, repeatedly calling out, "Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao—"

Jiang Shiyi was about to lose it!

Why are you breathing in my ear, it’s hot and reeks.

He finally managed to get him into the elevator.

"Xiaoxiao, ugh—" Jiang Chengsi kept rubbing against his shoulder, "Let’s hurry up, burp—get married, I want to get married too."

Jiang Shiyi remained expressionless, looking through the elevator’s reflective panel at the person leaning on him, rubbing and acting coy.

You’re a grown man, what exactly do you want?

"Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao, do you miss me?"

Jiang Shiyi really wanted to respond:

I miss you, ghost!

But he couldn’t be bothered to entertain the drunkard. Yet someone clearly didn’t intend to leave him alone, "Huh? Why aren’t you responding to me? Xiaoxiao? What’s wrong with you? Talk to me..."

The warm, alcohol-scented breath fell on Jiang Shiyi’s face; he was about to explode.

"Xiaoxiao, pay attention to me."

"Mm, paying attention." Jiang Shiyi, for the first time, felt the hotel elevator so slow, taking a few floors felt like eternity.

"Do you love me?"

"..." Jiang Shiyi took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.