Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

Jiang Mutang initially thought that this little cousin was coming over because she knew he was staying up late and might bring him a late-night snack, but instead...

She brought two guys with bruised noses and swollen faces!

"Did you bring them this way..."

"To have a fight?"

Jiang Mutang wasn’t stupid. The three of them coming to him clearly meant they needed his help to clean up a mess.

He was just about to scold the three of them, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed there was another person standing with them.

His gaze swept over...

The hospital’s fluorescent lights were slightly chilly, making her skin look quite pale.

A face he had never seen before, and she was also sizing up Jiang Mutang.

He was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a white coat; the bright light fell into his eyes, making them deep and piercing, so unsettling that when their eyes met unexpectedly, she momentarily forgot to look away.

This person...

Not only was his facial structure nice, but even his bone structure was unexpectedly appealing.

Having just gone through some unwarranted calamity and having encountered ruffians, compared to them, this person sitting in front of her exuded an inexplicable refinement and elegance. When he looked at her, his gaze was polite yet distant.

As their eyes met, he nodded slightly, considered a greeting, then turned his gaze again to the three siblings.

"What happened?"

"We just... ran into a bit of trouble!"

The three of them, facing Jiang Mutang, were still a bit tongue-tied.

Seeing that there was an outsider present, he didn’t scold them much further, and instead checked his two cousins’ injuries. They were only superficial wounds, nothing serious. "You guys wait here for a moment, I’ll go get some antiseptic and ointment."

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at his little cousin. The young girl looked gentle and refined, and was now looking at him with an innocent expression.

Jiang Mutang didn’t buy it, beckoning her with his eyes, "Come out with me!"

Her body stiffened, following him out.

...

Jiang Mutang walked with large strides, and the young girl could only take quick, small steps to keep up, obediently and tamely, as they entered a room.

Seeing him take some antiseptic and cotton balls, she immediately moved over compliantly, "Cousin, let me help you with that."

Flattering and servile.

"Jiang Ruan, spill it, what’s really going on? What about those two, and that girl, who is she?"

Jiang Ruan pursed her lips, knowing she couldn’t avoid what was coming, so she briefly explained the situation to him, "Brother, this can’t get back to my dad, you see..."

"The injuries on their faces, how do you plan to explain that? A fall? Do you think Uncle will believe that?" Jiang Mutang had gathered the antiseptic and cotton balls and was about to leave with her.

"Then what do you suggest we do? Brother, you have to help me." The young girl looked at him pitifully.

When they caused trouble as kids, it was usually Jiang Mutang who came up with ideas to cover for them, so as soon as something happened, they ran to him.

After all...

Someone had been full of mischievous ideas since childhood.

Jiang Mutang said nothing as he returned to the office. The two twins were sitting together, while the girl had been seated, but when she saw him enter, she instinctively stood up.

Jiang Mutang inspected his two cousins.

The two looked almost identical, except the older one had a small mole at the corner of his right eye. As Jiang Mutang opened the antiseptic bottle, he observed them, noting how guilty they appeared, unable to meet his gaze.

His eyes moved back to the unfamiliar girl.

She bore no wounds, save for some scratches on the back of her hand.

Seeing Jiang Mutang examining her hand, she instinctively raised it to conceal the scratches.

"You come here, let my brother take a look at you!" Jiang Ruan pulled her to sit in front of Jiang Mutang.

"My hand is fine, please take care of them first."

The situation had been quite chaotic, with the two brothers constantly shielding her. She hadn’t been injured afterward.

Her wounds didn’t need treatment, but regardless of the reason, the brothers’ injuries were connected to her, so she followed them to the hospital to see how things were.

Jiang Mutang said nothing but reached toward her, clearly intending to tend to her wounds. She hesitated but eventually extended her hand.

The next moment...

Her hand was gently grasped.

His hand was warm and dry, fingers long and balanced, gently holding hers, his touch not heavy, even slightly tender.

He carried a faint antiseptic scent, intensely stimulating the senses.

"Your hand’s skin is broken. Disinfecting might sting a bit."

His voice was clear, gentle, and pleasing.

She nodded in response, watching as he grabbed tweezers, clamped a cotton ball, dabbed it in antiseptic, and when it touched the back of her hand, the sting caused her to instinctively recoil, trying to withdraw her hand, only for it to be firmly held in place.

"Don’t move!"

She exhaled sharply, feeling the burning sting on the back of her hand.

Jiang Mutang glanced up at her, and behind his glasses, his eyes were as cool and serene as an autumn night.

Startled by his gaze, she then heard him murmur softly:

"Bear with it, it will be over soon."

His tone was much softer compared to before.

...

The three siblings, seeing his expression soften a bit, crowded closer, "Brother, give us some ideas; if we just go home like this, we’ll definitely get scolded."

With the wounds on their faces, there’s no way to hide them.

Jiang Mutang looked at the three siblings, "If you don’t want anyone to find out, there’s a way..."

The girl whose hand was still being tended to looked at Jiang Mutang, curious about how he would help the two brothers, who were so badly hurt, cover things up and fool their elders.

When he finally spoke, everyone inside the room was stunned:

"The method is simple, just say you two had a disagreement and got into a fight outside; the injuries on your faces are from that."

Mutual, mutual fighting?

Brother, are you serious? What a cunning strategy!