Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 245: 178 Jiang Yanting, we once had a child (3 updates) With less than fifteen minutes to go before the first half of the gstarted, Tang Wan glanced at the empty seat out of the corner of her eye, "Why isn't Second Master here yet?" "Big Brother said he would come, so he'll definitely make it. Don't worry." Jiang Jinsang lowered his gaze to peek at his wristwatch, at this point the spectator seats were sparsely filled with a smattering of people.

For a children's match like this, with less of a draw for football enjoyment, those who cto cheer were all parents and friends of the children involved.

The parent of the boy who had been hit earlier also left without face, saying he was taking him to the Hospital for a check-up, leaving early.

As the match was about to begin, no one else entered the stadium.

Jiangjiang sat on the bench, occasionally glancing towards the parents' section, saying he didn't care, but deep down he was dying for their attention.

** Meanwhile, elsewhere Shen Zhixian received a call from Jiang Yanting at eight o'clock, but she didn't answer it. However, after two minutes, her phone vibrated: ["I'm downstairs at your place, if you don't pick up the phone, I'm coming up to look for you."] Downstairs? Shen Zhixian sneakily lifted the curtain to look outside, and indeed there was Jiang Yanting's car, with him standing leaning against it, head down, fidgeting with his phone.

Was this guy an idiot? Why was he standing outside in such cold weather, catching the wind? But the next second, he seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up. Even though the curtain was only cracked open a bit, Jiang Yanting still curved his lips in a smile, as if he had already seen through her.

To Shen Zhixian, his gaze was straight and direct, clearly meant for her. Their eyes met unexpectedly, startling her to the core, and her phone vibrated again: ["Are you coming down, or should I cup?"] Shen Zhixian gritted her teeth, [“I'm coming down."] ["Dress up a bit, I'm taking you to meet someone."] Meet someone? Recently the Xie Family had already given her a heads up, expressing Jiang Yanting's desire to date her. Now it depended on the Jiang Family's reaction, as well as her own attitude. They even specifically reminded her to dress up a bit. Could it be that she was about to meet his family? Meet the parents? Just thinking about this possibility made Shen Zhixian's breath catch with a sudden sharpness. However, she simply changed her clothes and went downstairs.

Jiang Yanting was wearing a black suit today, topped with a long black down jacket. One hand in his pocket and the other holding a phone, he seemed to be on a call, his hair tousled wild and free by the cold wind.

He exuded an elite aura, but laced with a streak of rebellion.

He ended his call when he saw her coming down, appraising her. She was dressed rather homely, having only done a simple wash, bare-faced, with half her face wrapped in a scarf.

Shen Zhixian coughed softly, not daring to look into his eyes. Those eyes were sharp and profound, dark and breathtaking.

"Have you had breakfast?" Jiang Yanting walked over.

"Not yet." "Shall I take you to eat something?" "I've already made porridge at home. Just say what you have to say." "Talk in the car? It's pretty cold outside." Jiang Yanting suggested since the stairwell acted as a small wind tunnel, with the cold breeze drilling straight in.

"Let's just talk here." Shen Zhixian wasn't foolish, knowing once she got into his car, she probably wouldn't be able to get out easily.

"Then let's move inside a bit." Jiang Yanting completely went along with her, walking further down the hallway where the Wind was slightly less biting and it wouldn't get in the way of others moving up and down the stairs. Shen Zhixian followed him and the light inside was dim; the space very confined. Even without trying to, the edges of their clothes could still spark off each other.

Perhaps it was the static electricity, but just a brush of their shoulders caused all of Shen Zhixian's hair to stand on end and stick to Jiang Yanting's clothes. She raised her hand to smooth her hair down, but the next moment it clung back to him.

This repeating cycle left her both anxious and annoyed. Fortunately, she had a hair tie or hen wrist, and spre lifted her hand to tie her hair back. However, given the number of e layers she was wearing, her movements were a bit cumbersome.

"Letdo it." Jiang Yanting took the hair tie from her hand, moved behind her, and reached out to gather her hair.

Shen Zhixian's hair wasn't particularly thick, but it was very silky. He bent down, one hand gathering her hair, while the other hand helped to bring the surrounding stray strands together.

His cool fingertips grazed past her ear, neck, and scalp, sending shivers down her spine.

He wasn't very skilled in his movements, even pulling a few strands of her hair, making her hiss softly.

"You were discharged from the hospital without even telling me?" With her hair now tied up, her ears exposed, he was so close. His fingertips might have been chilled by the wind, but his breath was warm and heavy.

"I know my own body, there was nothing major, and I didn't need to stay in the hospital." Just as Shen Zhixian was about to distance herself from him, having just tied her hair up, Jiang Yanting's arms reached out and he pulled her tightly into his embrace from behind.