Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 113: 105 Fifth Master: Wild Man to Wanwan's Taste (3 more) Chapter 113: 105 Fifth Master: Wild Man to Wanwan's Taste (3 more) The night sky hung low, with a new moon and a couple of twinkling stars.

Tang Yunxian had rarely drank with a good friend and was intent on drinking to his fill. Jiangjiang remained close to his grandfather, while Tang Wan chatted with Jiang Jinsang.

However, she had scheduled a video call with her best friend, which caused her to occasionally glance towards the wall clock.

Jiang Jinsang's brows furrowed lightly. Why was she so impatient even while talking to him? His fingertips brushed the wineglass, and he ended up drinking a lot more.

It wasn't until after 9 PM that Teng Jun staggered, found a designated driver, and went home. Tang Yunxian also drank quite a bit. Jiang Jinsang, who becexcessively quiet when drunk, left Tang Wan to support her father and directly addressed the Jiang Family, "Please help him back to his room to rest." After Tang Wan had seen her father back, she returned to find Jiang Jinsang still sitting upright, not yet gone. "Why didn't you take him back to his room?" Jiang Cuo smiled frustratedly, "No matter what we said, he just wouldn't listen and refused to leave. There was nothing we could do..." "Yes, we advised him for a long time, but he completely ignored us." "We couldn't forcibly take him away." If a certain elder brother were here, he would have found a way, forcefully making him go to sleep. They didn't dare.

Tang Wan walked up to him, slightly leaning in, "Fifth Brother, it's tto go back to your room." Jiang Jinsang glanced at her. Having drunk quite a bit, his pale skin flushed with a tinge of red. His gaze was elusive, even the corners of his eyes were bright red, as if tinted with a layer of fireworks-making him appear even more enchanting.

He nodded, his demeanor docile.

Tang Wan frowned, looking towards the Jiang Family members behind her. Although she said nothing, her gaze was clear to everyone.

It should be easy to communicate with you all, what exactly are you doing? Jiang Family members: ...

Jiang Jinsang moved his chair and got up, but staggered, and heavily fell back.

"Take it slow, I'll help you." Tang Wan reached out to support his arm. With her assistance, Jiang Jinsang struggled to his feet, but his steps were unsteady. Even though he seemed normal, his walk was erratic.

After all, as a young lady, after assisting him a few steps, Tang Wan turned her head, intending to call others for help, only to find that the Jiang Family members who had been behind her had disappeared.

What's wrong with these people? Don't they have any responsibility, just abandoning their master with her? What was that about? With no other choice, Tang Wan carefully supported him forward.

He seemed to still have sreason left, as if he didn't want to get too close to her, "Fifth Brother, don't move around, be careful you'll fall. You can lean ona bit more." "Lean, closer?" Jiang Jinsang's voice was a bit hoarse from the alcohol.

"Yes." Tang Wan was just supporting his arm and couldn't really uphold him; in the end, she had to grip his arm and drape it over her shoulder to stabilize him.

But Jiang Jinsang went along with it, directly pulling her closer into his arms. However, he didn't control his strength, and Tang Wan nearly bumped into him.

His breath, quick and laced with the scent of alcohol, fell on her forehead.

"Fifth Brother..." "I'm a bit heavy," Jiang Jinsang hung his head, staring intently at her, but his body shook severely from the alcohol. Even the person and scenery in front of him appeared wobbly, which depressed him.

He leaned in closer...

Their foreheads touching, the distance between them closed to mere inches.

Tang Wan's breath hitched, her pupils contracted.

Tonight, under the new moon shaped like a silver hook, a handful of moonlight cold and desolate.

But falling on Jiang Jinsang, it added a bit of an eerie air.

His features were already very much to Tang Wan's taste; before, looking at him always gave her a sense of ascetic delicacy, but now his entire being not only carried the aura of fireworks but also an enticing warmth.

"Ha-" Suddenly, Jiang Jinsang smiled, his form finally steady.

"Wanwan..." His voice trembled.

Tang Wan merely nodded silently, holding her breath. At this moment, every breath she took... seemed enveloped by his scent. "I shouldn't lean on you... I'm a bit heavy," he said with a smile, "it might press down on you." Even if frail, Jiang Jinsang was still a man.

"It's alright, I'm not that delicate," Tang Wan coughed probing, "Um... you seemed in a bad mood today."

"Do you care about me?" Perhaps because of the alcohol, he spoken slower than usual, attempting to articulate each word clearly. But the heavier his breaths, the stronger they became.

It seemed like there was a breeze around, but Tang Wan...

heard the pounding of her heart resemble drum-beats.

"You're staying at our house, if something happened, Aunt would definitely look for me." Jiang Jinsang responded dimly.

"Right, um..." emboldened by sstrange impulse, "today, behind the screen, did you hear what I said?"