Chapter 1265: Chapter 734: The So-Called "Romance in a Dream," With the Door Locked Tight

On a spring night, the fragmented moonlight mingled with warm lamplight, spilling into the room, casting everything in contrasting hues.

A voice said "Fourth Brother," causing his heart to race and his throat to tighten, as if his heart was being squeezed by someone, and if she exerted a bit more force, she could threaten his very life.

He should have been at the hotel attending Qi Zeyan and Ruan Mengxi’s engagement party, and he vaguely recalled...

It seemed he saw a familiar silhouette.

"Fourth Brother, why are you alone?"

"They left me behind."

"Then... what will you do?" He remembered that voice was tender and familiar, like a sweet breeze blowing in, making his heart itch.

At that moment, he didn’t know what he was thinking, likely he had drunk too much and started rambling.

"Take me home."

"You want to go with me?"

"Mm."

"Then get up first... I’ll help you, slowly..."

...

Jiang Chengsi was in a haze, feeling that this dream was quite vivid, it even had a beginning and an end.

But whose home was this?

He was just about to open his eyes to take a clearer look when a warm and soft hand covered his forehead, making his body stiffen, feeling so real.

Testing his forehead twice, perhaps not sensing anything, his heart skipped twice, and he felt something press against his forehead again...

Something brushed past the tip of his nose.

Their breaths instantly tangled together, intertwining ambiguously.

That familiar scent of white sandalwood rushed into his nostrils.

Could it be that because he kept thinking of her, he dreamt of her at night as well?

He suddenly opened his eyes, unprepared, their gazes met, and she filled his vision, their foreheads touching, Jiang Chengsi’s breath mingled with a rich, intoxicating scent of alcohol, his breath hot...

"You..." She probably hadn’t expected Jiang Chengsi to wake, her hands were propped on the sofa, barely hovering above his body.

Forehead to forehead, nose brushing, the atmosphere was thick with ambiguity in the air.

"Fourth Brother?"

Si Qingxiao wore a cheongsam, her movements couldn’t be too large, hovering above him wouldn’t last long.

Jiang Chengsi had trembled with a call of "Fourth Brother" earlier, now her voice softened, his breathing deepened...

Si Qingxiao just wanted to move back, but he suddenly leaned forward, tilting his head and kissing her.

It was more like a gentle peck...

The scorching heat from the corner of his lips brushed past her cool lips, a tingling sensation shooting down to his heart.

Si Qingxiao’s breath hitched, still propping herself up to rise, only for her arm to be suddenly seized.

She was wearing a cheongsam herself, making her movements inconvenient.

Moreover, Jiang Chengsi had drunk quite a bit, making his actions awkward.

Pulling and tugging, they rolled off the sofa onto the carpeted floor, the sofa being low, they didn’t risk getting hurt.

Just amidst this pulling and tugging...

When they collected their senses, Jiang Chengsi had already pinned her beneath him, her previously neatly pinned-up hair entirely loosened, the moonlight streaming in, as if it stripped everything in the room of its structure.

Shadowy, lingering elegance, full of captivating allure.

...

Tang Family’s Old House

Having finished bathing her son, Tang Wan watched as the little one lay on the bed, still lively, continually twisting his body, occasionally playing with his fingers.

"Whose call was that just now?" Tang Wan had heard Jiang Jinsang talking on the phone while she was in the bathroom.

"Zeyan called, saying Fourth Brother has gone missing."

"Hmm?" Tang Wan was placing her son’s clothes in the basket for washing the next day, and hearing this, she paused for two seconds, "Missing? Drank too much and wandered off?"

Jiang Chengsi, after drinking, indeed tended to be chaotic.

Previously, he clung to Huo Qinqi calling him Big Brother, doing other things as well, which was not out of the ordinary.

"No, Miss Si came, took him away."

"She came here?" Tang Wan raised a brow.

They had come for the engagement party, and once it was over, they were about to return to the capital, why did Miss Si come over at this time?

"I suppose. Zeyan wanted to confirm if Fourth Brother was safe and wanted to ask you for contact details."

"Did you give it to him?"

"No."

"Why didn’t you give it to him?"

"What trouble could they get into..." Jiang Jinsang laughed, "Even if they cause some trouble, let Fourth Brother take responsibility, and send him over to the Si Family."

Tang Wan laughed aloud, "He’s your brother, after all."

"Just a cousin." Jiang Jinsang said, picking up a toy to amuse his son.

"Indeed, a cousin." Tang Wan chuckled deeply, "My dad said back then someone was interested in investing in the Racing Club, and who was it that spoke highly of Fourth Brother before him, saying all those praises and got him sponsorship?"