NovelUpdateChapter 279: 194 Jiang Family's Pampered Guest, Everyone Out of Control_2 The modest living room contained just Jiang Yanting and the little girl...
They stared at each other in an atmosphere that was, inexplicably, a bit uncomfortable.
Jiang Yanting was not a man to wear his emotions on his sleeve. Although his heart was churning with turbulent waves, his face lacked any expression. Only his dark pupils, tightly fixed on the person in front of him, shone with a startling intensity.
A man with a stern face and a strong presence stood before her, staring at her without blinking. Honestly...
It felt somewhat terrifying! "Sit down," Jiang Yanting said, suppressing the restlessness in his heart. In his lifetime, only when he saw Jiangjiang had his mind ever been so muddled. He suddenly didn't know what to do.
She sat down on a single-seater sofa farther away from him, with upturned almond eyes, gentle brows and eyelashes, and skin so fair. Jiang Yanting examined her closely and seemed to see the tiny fuzz on the tip of her nose and her long, curled eyelashes.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"What's your name?" The little girl seemed hesitant about whether to tell him or not, but finally spoke up, "Shen Taotao." "Taotao? Which Tao?" "A gentleman refined, eternally considered good," she said in a tender, childlike voice.
Eternally considered good...
Jiang Yanting felt as if his heart was suddenly clenched by someone, as though it had been fiercely whipped by something.
He wanted to get closer to her but found himself merely holding the glass, lost and flustered.
But soon, Shen Zhixian cout, "Taotao, chere." She was holding two bags-her own handbag and a small pink rabbit backpack.
Taotao hopped off the sofa and ran over, put on her coat, slung on her backpack, and got ready to leave. "When we get to Uncle's house, remember to call them grandpa and grandma, okay? Then hand them the gifts..." Shen Zhixian knelt down, straightened her daughter's clothes, and reminded her.
"I know." Jiang Yanting suddenly remembered something. The night Jiangjiang was admitted here and after he had gone home, the main concern of Fan Mingyu and the elderly lady was that...
"A person who has no children might not know how to take care of them. Jiangjiang can be quite a handful sometimes. I'm afraid she'll quickly run out of patience and might even be driven mad!" He had thought that since she was the child's mother, her instincts might kick in, but now it seemed that was not quite right! Even maternal instincts could not make bathing and soothing a child second nature without practice! He realized that when she was taking care of Jiangjiang, she was far too skilled at many things. At the the had been preoccupied with the Xie Family's matters and didn't think too deeply about it.
Now, considering it, she must have done these things often-to the point of proficiency! "Let's go then," Shen Zhixian said, looking at Jiang Yanting.
"Okay," Jiang Yanting replied, watching the mother and daughter with an even more complex expression. After the three of them left, Shen Zhixian closed the door, fumbled in her bag for keys, inserted them into the lock, and added another lock.
Meanwhile, the little girl with the rabbit backpack was already descending the stairs on her own. She had never been here before and took each step carefully, very slowly. Perhaps she found the staircase shaky and wanted to hold onto the handrail, but it seemed dirty to her, leaving her in a dilemma.
"Taotao, walk slowly!" Shen Zhixian frowned.
"Okay," she said, turning her head to look at Shen Zhixian, “Mommy, hurry up!"
Just then, she missed a step and almost fell. Forum Jiang kly took two Yanting quickly two steps forward and, although he couldn't catch her body, he grabbed her arm. As Jiang Yanting was still holding the gifts prepared for the Jiang Family in his other hand, he could only securely grasp her with one hand.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEven though he was used to taking care of Jiangjiang and familiar with a child's small arms, holding hers felt strangely unique.
"Taotao!" Shen Zhixian's voice was cold with concern.
"It's fine, I'll hold her hand on the way down," said Jiang Yanting impassively, his fingers sliding down slightly to gently grasp her pudgy, warm little hand.
Taotao seemed uncomfortable, after all, to her Jiang Yanting was a stranger. But being held by him felt different from anyone else's handholding.
His palm was broad, warm, and snugly enclosed hers.
Strong, giving an immense sense of safety.
Shen Zhixian walked behind them, watching the two hold hands and move forward, her expression deeply rward, e complex When they reached the ground floor and a cold wind blew, it reddened her eyes, almost bringing tears out.
After getting into the car, Jiang Yanting lifted the little figure into his arms and settled her into the back ve seat, where Jiangjiang's usual safety seat was. He fastened her seat belt and gently closed the car door with care. His movements were tender and careful, meticulous.
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