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Chapter 164: 132 Fifth Master: Don’t provoke me, peace reigns throughout the world (3 updates)_3 Chapter 164: 132 Fifth Master: Don’t provoke me, peace reigns throughout the world (3 updates)_3 “Miss Jiang,” Tang Wan wasn’t close with her and naturally spoke with courtesy.

“I had originally planned to come and ask you to go shopping, but I didn’t expect you to be out, and I missed you again.”

“Sorry, I had to step out for a bit.”

“There will be plenty of opportunities in the future, Wanwan, come sit with me,” the old lady called Tang Wan over, with a smile in her eyes, very warm and cordial.

The old lady’s actions, unexpectedly, made Jiang Shuyan glance sideways, but she just smiled, “Grandma, you really spoil Tang Sister. It’s making me jealous.”

“Do I not spoil you?” the old lady laughed.

“That’s not what I mean. By the way, grandma, are you going to this year’s charity auction? If you are, I might hitch a ride with you.”

“In this cold weather, I don’t think I’ll go. I hardly know anyone at these events nowadays. If I go, people are so afraid I’ll bump or knock into something, they act restrained. It’s better not to add to the trouble. Wanwan is interested though, let her go to liven up the place.”

“Alright, then we can look out for each other there.”

…

Jiang Shuyan was considered cheerful and lively, and she knew how to act with discretion, which should have made her very likable. Perhaps it was a woman’s sixth sense, but Tang Wan simply didn’t take a liking to her.

She dealt with people and handled affairs as if she always hid something, making her seem less genuine.

Having stayed at the Jiang Family for some time, she had always understood the old lady well. Although she seemed very close to Jiang Shuyan and got along harmoniously, there always seemed to be something missing.

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Tang Wan chatted for a bit in the living room, then excused herself to change clothes and went up to the third floor.

Thinking no one was home, when she entered her room, she found the cabinet between her and Jiang Jinsang’s bedrooms was moved. There was a guest in the house, yet he was in his bedroom, with a turtle sunbathing?

Lord Wansui lazily sprawled on the artificial beach, finding the most comfortable position.

“Back already?” Jiang Jinsang looked at her.

A thought suddenly popped into Tang Wan’s mind; he was like…

A husband waiting for his wife to return.

She didn’t know when their relationship had become so familiar.

“Yeah.” Tang Wan thought he was unaware Jiang Shuyan was downstairs and reminded him, “Your cousin is here.”

“I know.” How could he not know when there was a visitor at home?

“Aren’t you going to go down to see her?”

“There’s nothing to see; it’s not like we’ve never met before,” Jiang Jinsang chuckled lightly.

Tang Wan heard his tone wasn’t very good, but since it was a Jiang family private matter, she didn’t ask further. She just went over and fiddled with the turtle a couple of times, causing Lord Wansui great discomfort. It moved its body and found another spot to continue sunbathing.

Jiang Jinsang spoke up to warn her, “I don’t particularly like her. If she initiates a conversation with you or asks you out, just be a little cautious.”

She vaguely sensed that the Jiang brothers had never mentioned this relative; perhaps the relationship was average, but she hadn’t expected him to warn her so directly.

“I’m not familiar with her either,” Tang Wan asserted.

They didn’t usually interact much, and she couldn’t think of a reason why she would be targeted.

Jiang Jinsang didn’t respond; as long as no one provoked him, all was peaceful. But if someone made him uncomfortable…

Then she wouldn’t have an easy time either.

“By the way, the dates and itinerary for the trip abroad are all set, do you want to check them?” Jiang Jinsang changed the subject.

“No need, whatever arrangements you make will be fine.” Tang Wan trusted the Jiang family, and she pinched some dried shrimp, teasing Lord Wansui to eat.

Just as Lord Wansui was about to stretch its neck for the shrimp, it suddenly saw Jiang Jinsang smile, withdrew its head into its shell, and refused to come out again.

“Why isn’t it eating?” Tang Wan frowned.

“Maybe it’s full and not hungry.”

“It was just coaxed out a moment ago.”

“That’s why it’s named Lord Wansui; it’s got quite the temper. Don’t indulge it too much, and besides, a turtle can go without food for a few days.”

Lord Wansui:…