Chapter 50: Chapter 50 - 50 050 Wuye You made the first move so get a grip now

Chapter 50: 050 Wuye: You made the first move, so get a grip now Chapter 50: 050 Wuye: You made the first move, so get a grip now Pingjiang had been plagued by rainy weather for days, with a sudden drop in temperature, so a bit of heat was turned on in the car. Still, the air was stifling and not circulating, inevitably causing a feeling of chest oppression.

Tang Wan had drunk too much, the strong liquor burned her throat, and she frowned slightly, reaching out to open the car window.

As soon as a thin slit appeared, a cool breeze surged in.

“Did you drink too much and feel uncomfortable?” Jiang Jinsang glanced at her.

“No, it just feels a bit stuffy.”

“Aren’t you cold?”

“Not cold—”

Before she had finished speaking, the wind made her shiver involuntarily.

Jiang Jinsang didn’t speak, but shifted half an inch closer to her. The car seat was only so large, and now, instead of a seat’s distance between them, they were sitting close together, intimately close.

He reached for the control button to close the window, his arm passing in front of her, drawing him even closer.

Tang Wan’s breath caught, her back pressed against the seatback. This feeling, it was as if she was enveloped in his embrace, her breathing and heartbeat out of her control.

“It’s easy to catch a cold with the wind like this, you’re not cold but shivering?”

The interior of the car was devoid of any light, with only the shadows from street lamps sporadically seeping in, everything mottled and disconnected, except for his voice which was crystal clear, cold and deep.

His breath splashed on her ear, instantly turning her ear tips crimson.

“I’m really not cold.”

Tang Wan had drunk too much, and now all the alcohol’s effects surged, her entire body feeling hot, even the palms of her hands were sweaty, how could she be cold.

“Don’t drink so much next time,” his voice became even lower and softer.

Tang Wan felt his voice was too close, she tried to move back, but there was no escape. She turned her head to look at Jiang Jinsang and realized he was staring intently at her.

“If I were by myself, I wouldn’t have drunk so much,” she coughed lightly and turned away, trying to put some distance between them.

Mainly it was Qi Zeyan who kept wanting to drink, as if trying to compete with her.

Being a host to a guest from afar, she naturally wanted to entertain him well, so she kept pace with him drink for drink.

But the next moment, she heard the person beside her laugh softly in a low voice, and Tang Wan’s fingers clenched involuntarily.

For some reason, her body involuntarily shrank like it had been electrocuted.

“Because I’m here? Huh?”

Tang Wan’s breathing stalled, unsure of what to say.

Jiang Jinsang observed her, he himself had drunk a lot, his face and eyes red as if he had been bullied.

His throat tightened, and just when he was about to say something else, his phone vibrated twice. He had to return to his position.

It was a message from Qi Zeyan’s assistant, informing him that he had already settled the guest and not to worry.

“Zeyan has reached the hotel,” Jiang Jinsang informed Tang Wan.

“That’s good.”

Tang Wan felt like her face was on fire, probably from the aftereffect of drinking too much.

“Fifth Master…”

“Hmm?”

“Are you and Mr. Qi close?” Tang Wan felt the air was somewhat oppressive and tried to divert the topic.

While Jiang Jinsang replied to the message, instructing the assistant to take good care of Qi Zeyan, he said, “Our families knew each other before, and I’ve met him, not very close. It wasn’t until I got sick and was hospitalized that we became acquainted.”

“You met him in the hospital?”

“He was there for an appendectomy.”

“…”

“He was about eight or nine at the time, he thought he was going to die when he heard he needed surgery. Knowing that I was short-lived, he came over to cozy up to me, saying that if we ended up ‘hitting the road’ together, it wouldn’t be as lonely.”

“Pfft—” Tang Wan couldn’t help but laugh, “What happened afterward?”

“Just felt like we had gone through life and death together, he started to come over to play at my house often, and that’s how we became familiar.”

Actually, Qi Zeyan had been misled entirely by the gossip in Beijing, which touted Jiang Jinsang’s impending demise. Having undergone surgery himself, he was overflowing with sympathy.

Feeling sorry for Jiang Jinsang, he visited him every day with tasty treats and fun things.

Trying his best to make him laugh.

Back then, Jiang Jinsang just watched him mildly, and he assumed it was due to the illness that Jiang was not given to laughter, only later to realize that look in his eyes, Jiang had been regarding him as an idiot all along.

After Tang Wan finished laughing, she added, “No wonder it doesn’t seem like an ordinary friendship between you two.”

…

The two chatted on and off, and soon Jiang Jiu returned to the car. Before getting in, he knocked on the window, “Master, may I come in?”

“Come in.”

Jiang entered the car, and Tang Wan, now in a cheerful mood, couldn’t resist asking, “You asked ‘may I’ before getting in the car? What could possibly be inconvenient?”

Jiang started the car, adjusted his glasses, and simply said, “I was just worried it might be inconvenient for you.”

“…”

Us? What could possibly be inconvenient for us, what could we possibly do?

Though thinking back to how Jiang Jinsang had closed the window, almost as if to completely enclose her within his embrace, she still couldn’t help but blush, but it was too dim for anyone to see.

**

As the car drove halfway, fine rain began to fall from the sky again.

Tang Wan was initially watching out the window, overcome by drowsiness, and she slipped back into a heavy sleep. When she opened her eyes again, Jiang Jinsang told her, “We’re home, get out.”

“Hmm,” Tang Wan’s voice was hoarse, her throat scorched with difficulty speaking.

The moment she opened the car door, a chill breeze carrying fine rain hit her face. Instead of feeling refreshed, her body was burning hot, and the alternation of hot and cold made her even more dizzy.

Jiang Jinsang had already opened an umbrella and walked to her side, “Need any help?”

“No need,” Tang Wan was already unsteady on her feet.

Fortunately, the rain was light, and the two shared an umbrella as they walked into the yard.

The Tang Family’s yard had a small patch paved with pebbles, and Tang Wan was still wearing semi-high heels. With her head spinning and her steps unsteady, she almost slipped several times, nearly twisting her ankle. Instinctively looking for something to hold onto, she grabbed Jiang Jinsang’s sleeve.

“What’s wrong?” Jiang Jinsang turned his head to look at her.

“Nothing.”

Tang Wan had too much to drink, grew bolder, and while holding onto his sleeve, she couldn’t rely on it for much strength.

Right now, all she could think of was not to fall, a surge of impulse rose in her chest, and her fingers slightly loosened…

She grabbed onto Jiang Jinsang’s forearm.

Her palms were sweaty and hot, her grip firm, and she could clearly feel the man stiffen momentarily, suddenly regaining her senses, she loosened her grip, intending to withdraw her hand.

But the next second…

Her hand was grasped tightly.

“If you’re going to hold on, then hold on tight.”

Tang Wan, her mind foggy, let him lead her forward while they held hands, and at their joined palms, not sure who was more nervous, both were sweaty.

Jiang Jinsang inhaled sharply:

This was your move first.