Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot-Chapter 1132 - 668: Lost Face, So-Called Male Pride (Part 2)

He was looking at "Miss Xiao."

"There’s a sense of familiarity."

"What feels familiar?" Ruan Mengxi wasn’t exactly familiar with this "Miss Xiao," let alone them.

"Just feels a bit familiar, but can’t remember why."

"Maybe you’ve seen too many people."

He smiled sheepishly and turned to the door to greet Qi Zeyan.

Qi Zeyan was planning to pick Ruan Mengxi up from work. Little did he expect it to be such a lively occasion, with Jiang Jinsang and Tang Wan both present.

He was holding a large bouquet of roses, sporting slicked-back hair, shining leather shoes, and a crisp suit, looking a bit flamboyant.

He came often, but not always with flowers; today just happened to be a good coincidence.

"These are for you." Qi Zeyan handed the large bouquet of roses to Ruan Mengxi. He was always thick-skinned, while Ruan Mengxi felt a bit embarrassed under everyone’s gaze.

"Why did you buy flowers?"

"Just felt like it; do you like them?"

Ruan Mengxi coughed. What girl wouldn’t be delighted to receive flowers? It’s just that with so many familiar faces around, she couldn’t pretend like Qi Zeyan and ignore everyone else.

"Wanwan, you take ’Miss Xiao’ and look around slowly; Fourth Daddy will be here soon, seems like the racing club has finished there." Ruan Mengxi, holding the flowers, gestured for Qi Zeyan to follow her to the office.

As soon as they left, Tang Wan got a call from her family. It was just Fan Mingyu asking when she’d come home. Tang Wan signaled to her companions to continue looking around and moved aside to answer the call, "I’ll be home soon; how’s the kid doing?"

"The kid is very good, don’t worry." Fan Mingyu glanced at Jiang Zhenhuan, who was not far away trying to soothe the child, and couldn’t help but laugh.

He wasn’t good at soothing children, yet Xiaowai was very attached to him. Coming home from work, he hadn’t even changed his clothes and was coaxing the child by the small bed.

It’s hard to imagine that Jiang Zhenhuan, decisive and stern in the business world, could look like this while looking after his grandson at home.

"The kid didn’t cry today?"

"There was a short crying spell earlier, but it’s okay now."

...

Jiang Jinsang’s gaze almost followed Tang Wan as she walked, so when "Miss Xiao" greeted him and said she was going to the restroom, he didn’t really pay attention.

She followed the signs to the restroom, not expecting Qi Zeyan and Ruan Mengxi to not be in the office, but flirting in the hallway.

"... When are Uncle and Auntie coming back to Pingjiang? Our family wants to invite you for a meal."

Since the bar incident, their relationship had advanced a lot. She could now actively respond to his kisses and had even taken him home. Qi Zeyan, not being a fool, naturally wanted to strike while the iron was hot. Best to get engaged first and solidify the relationship.

"Should be in a couple of days, but my dad’s side... might be a bit difficult."

"Then I’ll go talk to Uncle."

"Aren’t you afraid he’ll hit you?"

"If I’m destined to be hit, it doesn’t matter if it’s a day sooner or later."

"You’re really not afraid."

"I want to marry you; how could I be afraid of your dad?"

As they talked, it wasn’t like they were doing anything indecent. She was just thinking about simply walking over to greet them, heading to the restroom, when somehow the two were glued at the lips.

"Hmm... there might be people." Ruan Mengxi frowned, pushing him away.

"It’s almost quitting time, no one’s coming over. Don’t you think it’s stimulating here?"

Stimulating?

Ruan Mengxi really wanted to kick him. Stimulating my foot! What the heck?

"Miss Xiao," seeing this situation, didn’t dare to go forward either, so she took a few steps back, preparing to leave. After two or three steps back, she seemed to step on something. Thinking she bumped into some decoration, she turned her head and saw a familiar person...

Wearing a black and red racing suit, with clothes fitting closely, broad shoulders and narrow waist, disheveled black hair, with a mischievous expression, looking down at her.

Jiang Chengsi had been standing behind her for a while and also saw those two brazen people in his racing club, showing off their affection...

Looking down, he stared at her:

The racing wasn’t interesting? Came to watch these two kiss?