Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 184: 143 High Sweetness: Wanwan Takes the Initiative, a Heartfelt Kiss (2 More)_2 He had been at this place for a few years before, and there was nothing about it. Jiang Yanting found a spot to stand, his silhouette elongated and forlorn under the lights. During that time, quite a few people cto chat him up, but he rejected each one of them.

When he cto his senses, he realized that Jiang Jinsang and Tang Wan had disappeared, presumably wandering off somewhere else.

The campus was bustling. Jiang Jinsang naturally held Tang Wan's hand tightly in his own, walking forward along a path...

The moonlight was faint, the street lamps dim. The farther they got from the crowd, the more the rows of trees on both sides blocked the light, muting the noisy applause. Tang Wan's heartbeat was racing.

"Did you have dances like this when you were in school?" Perhaps due to the excessive quiet around them, Jiang Jinsang's voice was somewhat subdued.

"Yeah, there were lots of school parties and dances, and I went to a few." At these school functions, the majority of participants were single men and women hoping that such an event might lead to meeting someone of the opposite sex and the start of a romance.

Jiang Jinsang pursed his lips, "Can you dance?" "I learned a bit when I was younger, but then my mom got sick... I never picked it up again after she passed away. Now my body's all stiff, and I can't even bend down..." Tang Wan was talking about herself when she noticed Jiang Jinsang suddenly stopped walking. Because their hands were clasped together, her steps halted as well, causing her to look up at him.

By now, no voices could be heard, only the rustling of wind in the leaves and the ever-quickening beat of Tang Wan's heart.

"What's wrong?" Tang Wan asked with a slight frown, "Are you not feeling well?" It was dark around them, and the moonlight filtered through the branches, casting a thin halo on Jiang Jinsang. His gaze was deep yet tender as he leaned in slightly, still holding her hand.

"College is such a vibrant and vigorous time. I just regret not having met you sooner, not being able to see you in those days... It makesfeel a bit sour inside..." "Do you think this counts as jealousy?" Tang Wan looked up at him, his smile carrying a trace of helplessness.

Under the moonlight, his skin was almost ethereally pale. In her chest, it felt as though something was crashing about-perhaps the pounding of a deer's hooves, relentlessly thumping against her ribcage.

"Do you think I'm quite the jealous type?" Jiang Jinsang asked as he raised his hand to ruffle her hair.

"I want to be part of your future, and I find myself even wanting to have been part of your past." "I want you all to myself, completely, just for me." "Is that too greedy?" Tang Wan's heart pounded fiercely, her mind fogged by something unexplainable driving her... Suddenly, she reached up, grabbed his shirt, and tiptoed to give him a gentle kiss on the lips. As her toes touched the ground, her fingers still clutched his shirt tightly. She could distinctly feel him stiffen...

It probably never crossed his mind that Tang Wan would make such a bold move.

"This is the first tI've been this forward..." "Still feeling sour?" Her voice seemed naturally gentle and sweet, softened further by the night breeze, as if it were fractured into countless sugary shards embedding themselves in his heart.

Since they had agreed to seriously try dating, Tang Wan naturally took a more proactive role.

Yet, after doing all this, the person opposite her took a long tto respond, turning her cheeks red, feeling both anxious and embarrassed.

Had she been too bold? Jiang Jinsang could clearly feel his breathing growing heavier, his eyes narrowing...

The night wind was cool, yet it made his whole body feel uncomfortably hot.

Just a slight touch, and it felt as though his heart had been precisely struck— Thrown into complete turmoil.

In fact, he had been thoroughly teased by her! At that moment, seemingly someone approached from afar, accompanied by hearty laughter. Tang Wan, feeling guilty, quickly released her grip on his collar.

The next second, her waist was encircled, and her feet barely touched the ground as her body was lifted slightly, half-embraced and hidden behind a tree. Tang Wan's hands instinctively grabbed the sleeves of his shirt, and when she gathered her senses, her back rested against the rough, dry trunk.

His fingers pressed firmly on her waist, confining her under him, as he whispered in her ear, "Scared?" In reality, the students who were approaching had already seen them. Abroad, such openness was quite common in schools, and as everyone talked about their own matters, they didn't pay much attention. Tang Wan frowned, only feeling that she must have lost her mind a moment ago to have suddenly... "Kissed and now you want to run?" "I didn't run away!" Her face flushed, trying to avoid his increasingly burning breath, with nowhere to go in front, she could only straighten her back, her whole body almost pressing against the tree trunk.

"Aren't you afraid of ruining your sweater?" Jiang Jinsang said with a light laugh.

Tang Wan was wearing a thin knit today, and the rough bark hooked slightly, definitely pulling sthreads. She slightly furrowed her brow and moved her body a bit forward, naturally getting closer to him.

"You just kissedvoluntarily." Tang Wan was choked up-this kind of thing, better not to mention it! "Not talking again?" As he spoke, he leaned in a bit closer.

Tang Wan's heart was pounding wildly, feeling like she had definitely gone insane.

She looked up, about to say something, when Jiang Jinsang lowered his head and kissed her...

The wind rustled through the leaves around them, accompanied by laughter from near and far, the moonlight dim, everything seemingly perfectly beautiful.

Not too much, not too little-just right.

During that time, quite a few people passed by. Tang Wan had never done something so bold, her heart was about to leap out, she raised her hand to push Jiang Jinsang away.

She had felt weak last night, as if a gust of wind could knock her down, yet now it seemed no matter how hard she tried, she could not move him, which made her both frantic and annoyed.

Indeed, men inherently always have a bad streak.

** Jiang Yanting was waiting in the sspot, a volunteer handed him a mask, inviting him to join the masquerade. "Sorry, I'm not a student." "It's okay, just for fun," said the person with a smile, "Happy New Year." Jiang Yanting rubbed the mask in his hand, thinking that he could take it hfor Jiangjiang to play with.

He looked around again, still not seeing Jiang Jinsang and Tang Wan, but unexpectedly spotted a familiar figure in the crowd-a person in a long dress, wearing a mask, covering all but her long hair which slightly fluttered at her waist as she moved. Maybe there was skind of connection, or perhaps his gaze was too intense, but that person suddenly turned to look at him, their eyes meeting...

She stood in the center of the dance floor, her eyes fiery. Even though her facial features were unclear, those eyes were painfully familiar.

She seemed to freeze for a moment, then turned and walked away!

Jiang Yanting's heart skipped a beat, and he stepped forward to follow, but she had already disappeared into the throng of masked people. As the night grew darker, if she intended to hide beneath a tree, it would be extremely difficult to find her. "Brother-" Jiang Jinsang, who had already returned with Tang Wan, pulled at him. "What are you looking for?" "Nothing." Jiang Yanting squinted his eyes, feeling like he might have been bewitched lately...

Ever since the auction, it seemed...

Everyone looked like her.

He chuckled to himself, having not rested well lately, perhaps he was really overthinking.

Once the three of them had left, a person finally stepped out from o'm behind a tree, taking off the mask and watching Jiang Yanting's retreating figure until he disappeared, not leaving either... ** The New Year's holiday was inherently short; Jiang Yanting had booked a two-day, three-night itinerary. Tflew by, and soon the four were on a plane back to their country.

They hadn't seen each other for just a few days, and the old lady hugged Jiangjiang, kissing his little face several times.

"I'll take the luggage up first." Jiang Yanting's expression was usual, reserved in his words.

"Then Wanwan and I will go up to tidy up as well." Jiang Jinsang took Tang Wan up the stairs.

Fan Mingyu knew his two sons too well, although they seemed the sas before, yet they were different.

One seemed to be in the throes of love, the other inexplicably...

And yet without a partner, how could it seem like a heartbreak.