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Chapter 312: 210 Fifth Master: A man’s mouth, a lying ghost (2 updates)

During the year-end festivities, most people have the rare chance to indulge in their free time, eating, drinking, and playing to their heart’s content.

Ever since Tang Wan found out that if Qi Zeyan didn’t slick back his hair, his hairstyle would essentially be the same as Mongkey’s, she just couldn’t look him straight in the eye.

“What’s the matter? You’ve been staring at me,” Qi Zeyan asked, puzzled.

If she had been single and not seeing Jiang Jinsang, he might have thought her gaze was filled with affection, but Qi Zeyan found it odd; why on earth was she staring at him!

“Nothing,” Tang Wan coughed.

“Right, Xiaoruan went back, right?” Qi Zeyan suddenly seemed to remember Ruan Mengxi.

“Yeah, Xiaowu and I sent her back. It’s already the 29th, and many people have taken off for the holiday. She left a bit late.”

Tang Wan reckoned that by mentioning this, Qi Zeyan might show some extra concern for Ruan Mengxi, since if it weren’t for having to accompany him to the event, she could have returned to Pingjiang last weekend.

But Qi Zeyan simply tossed her a sentence:

“The days she was delayed from going home because of work, we paid her overtime, and she also received transportation compensation.”

Tang Wan gave a wry smile:

If a man doesn’t love you, he’s truly as hard as iron.

But, on second thought, it was quite normal for Qi Zeyan not to like Ruan Mengxi and to treat her just like any other employee without offering any false hopes or lingering regrets – certainly much better than those who took advantage of their position, inviting young ladies to “sit” at their house and ending up going straight up the stairs.

Qi Zeyan’s way of handling things was faultless; it was just that Ruan Mengxi’s enthusiasm might have been misplaced.

In fact, Tang Wan had gently suggested to her that this relationship might not bear fruit.

Ruan Mengxi didn’t seem to care: “I’ve loved, I’ve pursued, and that’s enough as long as there are no regrets. The world hardly ever presents just the right kind of love, and no one is obliged to reciprocate just because you have feelings for them.”

Since she was open-minded about it, Tang Wan didn’t say much more.

It was just that her gaze, wandering, landed on the man on the other side, who was talking to Jiang Jinsang.

The man from Hexi, perhaps accustomed to the sight of blood, had a harshness in his eyes.

Jiang Yanting was cold and stern, but this man was even more daunting.

Beijing folks always viewed the Jiang Family from North Sichuan as notorious. Looking at it now, the Hexi family was no less forbidding; it was just that their historical merits earned them respect.

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After a group of people had dinner and some drinks together, it got quite late, and by then, gently falling snow had started draping the outdoors.

“It’s past eleven, and it’s snowing; Beijing is almost like a ghost town now, and finding a designated driver won’t be easy. Why don’t you all just stay here for the night?” Qi Zeyan, who was recently being pushed by his family to get married, didn’t want to go home and suggested that everyone stay.

“I still have to go back; I don’t feel at ease about the kids,” said Shen Zhixian, who had childcare responsibilities and couldn’t be as spontaneous as Qi Zeyan.

“I didn’t drink, I’ll take her home,” said Jiang Yanting.

“What about you, Xiaowu? You guys have to stay and keep me company, right? Otherwise, I’ll be all by myself,” Qi Zeyan raised an eyebrow.

Jiang Jinsang looked at Tang Wan, “Wanwan, what do you think?”

“You guys don’t have kids, why go back? Come on, I’ll get you both a double room.”

Before Tang Wan could refuse, someone had already swiftly gone to get a room for them.

Later, when Qi Zeyan returned to his own room, he cursed under his breath:

Even if Jiang Jinsang and Tang Wan stayed, they wouldn’t share a room with him; he was still going to be alone! But he might have ended up making the wedding dress for Jiang Jinsang, helping along his good fortune.

In fact, when Qi Zeyan went to book the room, there were no double rooms left, only twin rooms.

By the time Tang Wan and Jiang Jinsang got to the room, they found it was just a very ordinary guest room, nothing special.

Once they entered the room and closed the door, it seemed like the whole world contained just the two of them. Maybe because they’d drunk a bit, Tang Wan felt her throat burn dry and slightly sore, so she twisted open a bottle of mineral water to soothe it.

But out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Jiang Jinsang walking around the room, just as he was about to stand between the bedside tables situated between the two beds.

On a wooden box were a remote control and conspicuously, a certain brand of contraceptive products.

He casually glanced over, but it was Tang Wan who, despite having drunk cool water, still felt as if her throat was on fire.

Smoking, and causing her whole body to feel hot and flustered.

“Do you want to take a shower first, or shall I?” Jiang Jinsang had already taken a thorough look around the room.

“You go ahead,” Tang Wan coughed softly.

…

It was only when Tang Wan sat down on the edge of one bed that she realized the hotel’s washroom had frosted glass. Although you couldn’t see clearly what was happening inside, one could make out the silhouette moving about. As the sound of running water reached her, Tang Wan’s face turned a deep shade of red.

Indeed, she shouldn’t have had a drink!

After too much alcohol, her mind would spin, and she’d find herself constantly having all kinds of messy thoughts. She raised her hand and vigorously slapped her face, trying to make herself calm down.

About seven or eight minutes later, the sound of running water stopped, and Jiang Jinsang soon came out from inside.

Tang Wan was looking down at her phone, refreshing the news. This year was a rare warm winter. The flu was severe in the south, casting a gloom over the upcoming Spring Festival. She was seriously reading her phone when she heard the bathroom door open, “Are you done showering? Then I…”

Then I’ll take a shower…

She hadn’t finished her sentence when she saw Jiang Jinsang had come out wearing just a towel wrapped around his waist!

Just like that…

Suddenly, without any warning, he appeared before her eyes.

She could feel that for a moment, her breathing had stopped.

Quickly… Her entire face reddened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His body wasn’t the kind with exaggerated or large muscles. He was pale and slender, yet with his movements as he walked, some muscle lines were exceedingly beautiful.

As she stared blankly, he walked over and poked her forehead.

“What are you daydreaming about? Go take a shower.”

At this angle, with him standing and her sitting, she could perfectly see his abdomen. Right after his shower, she could see the heat emanating from his body even without getting close, especially at this distance.

The tip of his finger on her forehead felt as if it were pressing on her heart.

Pressing against her chest, hitting her ribs forcefully.

Annoying.

“The hotel still hasn’t prepared bathrobes, so until my body is dry, I won’t get dressed,” Jiang Jinsang seemed to be explaining why he came out wrapped only in a towel.

“Right, I’ll go take a shower first.”

Tang Wan said and went into the bathroom. Since he had just showered, it was still steamy inside. She stood under the showerhead, water flowing from cool to hot, but the restlessness inside her was still uncomfortable.

It felt like bathing was like a fish thrown into boiling hot oil, needing to peal off a few layers of skin to feel comfortable.

By the time she finished blow-drying her hair and came out, more than half an hour had passed.

Jiang Jinsang had already gotten into bed, leaning against the headboard and looking at his phone. His peripheral vision caught sight of her emerging, seriously sizing her up.

She had wrapped herself up…

Quite thoroughly.

“Well… Let’s go to bed early; we need to head back early tomorrow.” Tang Wan said as she snuggled into the other bed. Tomorrow was New Year’s Eve, and the Jiang Family always had their New Year’s Eve dinner at home, so they certainly needed to prepare early.

Both of them got into bed, turned off the lights, and closed the blackout curtains, making it airtight. The soundproofing of the hotel was good; not a noise could be heard, the silence so deep that one could hear their own breathing and heartbeat.

In this deathly silent stillness, one couldn’t sense the passage of time.

They had spent nights alone together before, but maybe because she had drunk alcohol tonight, Tang Wan was feeling both hot and agitated. Just as she pulled the blanket down a bit, she heard a rustling sound from the next bed.

She didn’t dare move any further, holding her breath, the pounding of her heart drumming in her ears, seemingly getting louder.

She thought it might be Jiang Jinsang turning over in bed because she didn’t hear the sound of footsteps from shoes.

With her nerves slightly relaxed, Tang Wan felt the bed behind her dip slightly, and then the blanket was gently lifted…

Jiang Jinsang, he…

Actually crawled in.

The double bed in a standard room wasn’t very big. It could fit one person comfortably, but it would obviously be cramped for two grown individuals.noveldrama

It was warm under the blanket, and even though they were both clothed, this proximity was still not ideal.

Tang Wan choked up a little and whispered, “Xiaowu?”

“Are you still awake?”

Tang Wan couldn’t help but find the situation absurd. What did he intend to do once she was asleep?

“It’s okay, I won’t touch you. I just want to hold you. Sleep,” Jiang Jinsang said softly, but the breath he exhaled sent a shiver down her neck…

She had only heard before that men’s words were deceitful when wooing, only later did she realize, especially in bed, not to believe a single word they say, not even a punctuation mark.