Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

Jiang Jinsang nodded. It was a great sorrow in life for the elderly to send off the young!

If it was their only daughter… The impact was imaginable.

The mention of Tang Wan’s birth mother seemed to cast a pall over the atmosphere in the car. Jiang Jinsang didn’t press further, but changed the subject, “Grandpa Tang, did you leave with the doctor’s approval?”

The old man suddenly looked out the window, “Xiaowu, do you see that ancient city wall? It’s said to be over a thousand years old.”

Jiang Jinsang: “Are you trying to change the subject?”

Old Master Tang chuckled dryly, “Is it that obvious?”

Tang Wan: Anyone with half a brain could see it!

Jiang Jinsang: “Uncle Zhou is not in the best of moods.”

This Uncle Zhou was naturally the medical authority from Beijing—Zhou Zhongqing, the one who had previously treated Jiang Jinsang.

Upon hearing this, Old Master Tang snorted, “What can he do to me? I have a temper too!”

**

In the hospital

Jiangjiang fiddled with a model toy at his side and turned to look at the person next to him, who had offered to peel an apple for him. The apple had been peeled down to just the core.

“Uncle Qi? Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.”

Qi Zeyan had been preoccupied with the TV station’s situation and, having learned it was resolved, he cursed himself for missing the opportunity to impress. However, upon thinking it over and looking at the empty hospital bed, his scalp practically exploded.

The news of Old Master Tang waking up was closely guarded by the Tang Family. To Tang Yunxian, Qi Zeyan was definitely an outsider; there was no way he would be informed.

Jiang Jinsang had his own motives, so he naturally wouldn’t tell him either.

Qi Zeyan knew about the TV station issue; even if he couldn’t be of much help, he could still come to show support, so he got himself ready bright and early and rushed to the hospital room.

At that time, only Tang Wan and Jiangjiang were there, with the old gentleman lying on the hospital bed with an IV, seemingly still in a deep slumber.

As he knocked and entered, Tang Wan frowned: Why is this guy here again?

“General Manager Qi, the Fifth Master is not here.”

Tang Yunxian had gone to the TV station earlier, and Tang Wan, worried, had allowed Jiang Jinsang to accompany him.

“It’s okay.” Qi Zeyan was secretly gleeful—that was even better. But then, he caught sight of a little light bulb in his peripheral vision and frowned slightly; there was also this little third wheel, “I know your family had an incident, I came specifically to check.”

“General Manager Qi, we…” Tang Wan tried to stop him, but the man was too quick with his mouth, spilling everything out.

“That family is despicable, wanting to expose you guys on the TV station. Miss Tang, if there’s anything you need help with, just say it—”

Qi Zeyan hadn’t finished his words when he saw the old man, previously lying on the bed, sit up with a jolt.

“Holy shit!” He was so startled his whole body shuddered, and his face went pale.

This was… playing dead!

“What TV station?” Old Master Tang had awakened the night before, been checked over by the doctor and specialists, eaten something, and only after much ado had been put to sleep in the latter part of the night. Qi Zeyan arrived while he had not quite been clear-headed, and just the mention of the TV station had made him bolt upright.

“Grandpa, it’s nothing; don’t move around, you’re still hooked up to the IV!”

Tang Wan was frustrated—Qi Zeyan was just a blabbermouth.

What happened after was completely uncontrollable. Old Master Tang was not easily fooled; he changed his clothes and insisted on leaving, and Tang Wan could only follow.

Just as Qi Zeyan was about to accompany them, Tang Wan stopped him, “You stay to take care of Jiangjiang!”

“I…”

After they left, Qi Zeyan looked at the little guy, “Jiangjiang, did I do something wrong?”

The little guy looked at him earnestly, “There’s still time to run away now.”

Qi Zeyan wanted to chase after Tang Wan. How could he possibly take off? So he was left to face the music in the hospital. Tang Yunxian had wanted him to get lost, was he done for? Even Wanwan’s gaze seemed off…