Jiangjiang lay in bed, his gaze fleetingly touching Taotao who was a distance away. He got up and neatly tucked her in. The room was unnaturally quiet; he had heard every word of their conversation earlier. Mom clearly said she wasn't leaving...
Why did she still leave?
At that moment, Shen Zhixian was also looking frustrated. She had known Jiang Yanting for a long time and was aware of his stubborn shamelessness, but she hadn't expected him to use the child as a threat against her.
Right after the kiss, Jiang Yanting whispered in her ear,
"Come to my room, okay?"
To avoid waking the child, he had already lowered his voice significantly, mumbling right next to her ear. His voice was seductively husky, enveloped with a persistent warmth that was seriously tempting.
"Go back to your room and sleep," Shen Zhixian pushed him with her hand.
