Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot-Chapter 1011 - 599: Want to Kiss Her? Either a Scoundrel or in Love (5 Updates)

Chapter 1011: Chapter 599: Want to Kiss Her? Either a Scoundrel or in Love (5 Updates)

Jiang Jinsang was a bit excited today after his first "interaction" with the child.

Lying in bed, he couldn’t fall asleep no matter what. He was worried about turning over and disturbing Tang Wan, so he lay on his back looking at the ceiling, imagining the "wonderful" life of a family of three after the child is born.

He didn’t know how long it had been when he vaguely heard chaotic footsteps and voices in the hallway outside.

It was probably Huo Qinqi and his group returning to their rooms after wrapping up.

And indeed, that was the case.

Huo Qinqi had been a bit on edge since last night, barely ate anything, and after the wedding toasts were over, he was dragged to drink by a group. He was suddenly overwhelmed with too much alcohol, and the drunkenness hit him quickly.

He had no idea how he drank afterward, and by the time he returned to the room, it was already midnight.

The room was empty, just as expected.

Because Liang Yun had already told him that they would finish drinking too late, which would disturb Shen Shuci’s rest, so a separate room had been booked for him.

After Huo Ran helped him back to the room, he left without even pouring him a glass of water.

He lay on the bed and fell into a drunken sleep.

It wasn’t until after four in the morning that his throat felt like it was on fire, extremely dry and lacking water, that he crawled up.

Finding the complimentary bottled water from the hotel, he discovered the note pressed underneath it.

He squinted and went to read it under the light.

[There’s warm water for you in the electric kettle, don’t drink the cold one, and the clothes for changing are in the bathroom. Shower and get some good rest.]

He recognized the handwriting as Shen Shuci’s, and his feelings instantly changed.

He managed to pour himself a glass of water, the dizzying sensation of alcohol took over, making him stagger as he walked. After drinking the water, he fell back into a groggy sleep.

Tightly clutching the note left by Shen Shuci in his hand.

Even though his head hurt terribly, knowing that his wife cared about him gave him a warm feeling in his heart.

...

Meanwhile, on the other side, the drunken man’s situation was completely different.

Speaking of Qi Zeyan, Ruan Mengxi finally managed to fish out the room card from his pocket, opened the door, and helped him in.

She originally thought that getting him back to the room and throwing him onto the bed was already quite considerate of her.

Little did she expect that when they were close to the bed, just short of victory, an accident happened.

The height difference between them was obvious, even though Qi Zeyan had his arm draped over her shoulder and she supported him into the room, his feet were practically dragging on the ground.

The guest room was lined with carpeting, with dark patterns woven into it, certainly not as smooth as an ordinary tiled floor.

This caused Qi Zeyan to stumble, and his body pitched forward uncontrollably.

If he had simply fallen, it would have been one thing, but he pulled Ruan Mengxi down with him.

After the world stopped spinning...

Ruan Mengxi came to her senses, finding herself pinned underneath Qi Zeyan.

Half of her body was on the bed, intimately close to him.

His entire body was scorching hot, his breath even hotter, searing into her skin.

A little bit of his breath made contact with her skin, heating her heart.

"Se...Second Boss." Ruan Mengxi raised her hand to push him, but found she couldn’t move him at all, and instead, their bodies were pressed even closer.

Qi Zeyan’s mind was a bit fuzzy; the strand of hair before her forehead was slightly in the way, and he suddenly reached out to touch it...

Ruan Mengxi almost instinctively grabbed his hand!

What does he want to do?

Her fingers were warm, though not as hot as his, but they quickly absorbed his heat, making her tense and agitated.

The proximity was so close that she seemed to hear both their breaths overlapping distinctly.

Smooth, tense, rapid...

The whole room’s air seemed to flow, and she instinctively tried to let go of his hand.

But unexpectedly, Qi Zeyan suddenly held her hand in a reverse grip.

Her breath hitched, she struggled again, but when her other hand came over, he caught her wrist and pinned it above her head.

"Qi Zeyan." Ruan Mengxi’s heart raced, constantly twisting her wrist, looking at him, her face flushed both from anxiety and uncertainty about what might happen next.

It might have been the alcohol at play, or perhaps the warm glow of the hotel lighting, bathing the room and softening everything.

It was as if everything turned bone-meltingly languid, charming, and amorous...

And her struggle, in his eyes, looked like a kind of teasing.

Qi Zeyan didn’t know what he was thinking, only that the recent pent-up anxiety seemed to demand an outlet.

He suddenly leaned down, directly moving closer to her...

Cutting off the "Second Boss" that she was about to utter.

But Ruan Mengxi reacted quickly, turning her head aside, feeling a hot, soft touch land on her cheek instead.

The heat was shockingly high...

It seemed as if it would burn into her skin.

Her heart pounded, slamming against her chest, even her breathing becoming difficult.

In this kind of scene, she had imagined it before during her secret affection for him; now that their relationship had turned like this, she never expected such a moment.

Was he too drunk, or did he mistake her for someone else?

Her mind was suddenly in complete chaos.

Though Qi Zeyan’s consciousness was a bit foggy, he seemed to know what he was doing. Just as he was about to speak, she suddenly mustered strength, broke free from his hold...

Before he could speak, she kicked him away!

She really kicked him, with her foot.

He staggered, fell directly to the ground, his head hitting the carpet, then felt a sharp pain on the back of his foot as she stepped on it.

"Hiss—" he took a deep breath through his teeth.

The overwhelming dizziness and pain hadn’t subsided when he heard a loud door slam, and the whole room became quiet again.

He simply lay there on the floor, covering his eyes with his arm, and sighed—

What did he just do?

...

Over on her end, Ruan Mengxi had also returned to her room to rest, encountering a few wedding guests along the way.

She was a bridesmaid. Though they didn’t know her, they recognized her face, greeted her, noticed her flushed face, and assumed she drank too much, not giving it much thought.

When she returned to her room, she closed the door, splashed some water on her face, looked up at the person in the mirror, and her face was still as red as if on fire.

Her previously calm mood was instantly thrown into turmoil by him.

Qi Zeyan, you bastard!

It was only a few minutes later that she suddenly remembered, before she left, she not only kicked him but also stepped on him.

Since they parted ways after leaving their jobs, this was the second time she’d stepped on him.

He loved shoes so much, he must be going crazy.

Qi Zeyan fell asleep on the floor until the middle of the night, waking up thirsty.

He crawled up, twisted open a bottle of mineral water, and drank more than half of it. By now, it was already early morning, and the events of last night seemed like a dream.

Even he thought it was probably a dream...

Otherwise, why would he impulsively want to kiss Ruan Mengxi?

He chuckled to himself, but his gaze suddenly caught the gray shoe print left from being stepped on, and he started to blank out.

This seems...

Not a dream!

He simply washed his face, still felt unfocused, so he took a cold shower, and that’s when he completely recalled last night’s events.

He sat there, pondering for a long time, especially dwelling on everything between him and Ruan Mengxi, getting more confused as he thought, and he felt like calling someone to talk about it.

Jiang Yanting wouldn’t do, he’s got a wife and kids;

Jiang Shiyi, it seems they’re not close enough to have heart-to-heart talks;

Jiang Xiaowu, also not suitable, with her sister-in-law’s belly so big, can’t wake her;

Huo Qinqi? Even less suitable...

Finally, he set his sights on Jiang Chengsi.

Jiang Chengsi was a night owl, but after a busy day, he was tired, fell asleep at two in the morning, and was woken up at three.

"Qi Zeyan, are you out of your mind?" Jiang Chengsi was about to lose it.

"I want to ask you something."

"Hurry up and say it, don’t disturb my sleep."

"It’s just that I have a friend asking me, if someone, when drunk, subconsciously wants to kiss a girl, what does it mean?"

"Who did you kiss?"

"I said it was a friend!" Qi Zeyan retorted.

Jiang Chengsi chuckled twice, "What friend of yours asks about relationship problems in the middle of the night?"

"Just tell me, do you know what it signifies?"

"Is it that he wants to kiss everyone he sees, or is it just one person?"

"Just one person."

"If it’s not a purely physiological impulse to act like a jerk, then it’s likely because he has feelings for her, he likes her."

"I already said, it’s a friend!" Qi Zeyan was getting anxious.

"Fine, it’s your friend, okay? I’m going back to sleep..."

"Wait a minute, why do you think it’s love?"

"Is your friend some sort of drama king? Dude, it’s three in the morning. If he wants to know why, tell him to come find me himself." See if I don’t twist his little head off.

Jiang Chengsi, who isn’t exactly a relationship expert, was just talking nonsense, hung up right after speaking.

But Qi Zeyan, having sobered up, kept it in mind.

He kept trying hard to figure out the relationship between himself and Ruan Mengxi.

Anyway, he just couldn’t stand seeing Ruan Mengxi "doing well," seeing her social media posts, always dolled up, trailing after Jiang Chengsi wherever he went, smiling so brightly, it irritated him just watching.

He wished he could just slap her awake, making her unable to smile again!

Seeing her doing so well after quitting, made him restless.

Is he sure he’s not a pervert? Is this what they call liking someone?

Is Jiang Chengsi lying to him?

It wasn’t until dawn began to break that he laid in bed, preparing to get some rest.

He reached out and rubbed his chest; her kick really hurt, she was ruthless with that step.

After a day of chaos, it seemed the whole world became quiet, unaware that scarier things lay ahead.

Knocking everyone into a daze.