Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

Chapter 172: 138 Fifth Master Protects His Own, Mysterious Woman Finishes the Job (3rd Update)

Jiang Jinsang strode toward the auction hall, yet there was some distance from the surveillance room.

“Master, don’t worry,” said Jiang Cuo, following closely behind him. “I saw that Miss Tang didn’t suffer any loss. When Zhuang Rao encountered her, it’s hard to tell who was more unlucky.”

“Moreover, Jiang Jiu is still there, she definitely won’t suffer a loss.”

“It’s just that I don’t understand. When watching the video, he seemed to just stand by and watch the whole time, not moving at all.”

…

Jiang Cuo had long wanted to “kick someone when they’re down,” since a certain scheming man had always been stealing his thunder.

Unexpectedly, when Jiang Jinsang heard this, he just glanced at him from the corner of his eye, “Jiang Jiu was right about one thing…”

“You really talk too much. Forget about your year-end bonus this year.”

Jiang Cuo: “…”

Why him! Isn’t Jiang Jiu the one who should be fined?

**

At this moment in the auction hall, the hotel staff, seeing that something was wrong and that no one else was breaking up the fight, felt compelled to step in despite their reluctance.

They were also baffled and helpless. Just last year, the Fu Family had caused a scene, and it was led by the third master of the Fu Family, a man of too high a rank for anyone to dare to stop. The ones who had caused trouble last year hadn’t come, and the staff had hoped for a smooth event, but unexpectedly, another issue had arisen.

Talk about bad luck!

“Ladies and gentlemen, the auction is about to begin. Please, if you could…”

“I’m truly sorry for causing you any trouble,” Tang Wan said, her voice gentle and delicate, as she had no intention of stirring up trouble.

“No, no, it’s nothing. You’re too kind,” the staff member replied, somewhat embarrassed by her sudden apology.

Zhuang Rao’s initial provocation already had the onlookers muttering discontently; after all, she was guilty of excessive bullying. Now, with Tang Wan’s dignified and magnanimous demeanor, she garnered even more favor from the crowd.

“This young lady has a good temper. Nowadays, there are still people practicing regional discrimination.”

“The more cultured people are, the less likely they are to look down on others. Just look at her manner; despite their dispute, she remains courteous to others, not involving bystanders. That is what breeding is all about.”

“Exactly, Zhuang Rao has truly lost face, but who knows if there was any foul play behind the scenes.”

…

Jiang Shuyan, at this time, was at a loss for words, feeling choked with resentment that she could neither spit out nor swallow.

And Zhuang Rao, an impetuous person by nature, felt justified in her actions. After being slapped, seeing Tang Wan’s composure fueled her anger anew.

“Tang Wan, what the fuck are you pretending for!” she shrieked, as if ready to devour someone alive.

“Enough, let’s just go,” Jiang Shuyan said bitterly; her plan for the evening had backfired, and she had unwittingly implicated herself, adding to her frustration.

“Pretending to be the good guy, you think you can slap me and that’s the end of it?”

“What, you want to hit back?” Tang Wan was unafraid and resolute, her expression clearly challenging: “If you have the guts, come and try.”

Tang Wan’s response could barely be considered self-defense; if Zhuang Rao attacked her now, it would be considered unreasonable.

Zhuang Rao might be a bit foolish, but she wasn’t so stupid as to rush headlong into the fray, especially given that other people were trying to calm the situation and she knew to give herself a way to back down.

“You just wait, I won’t let you off the hook!”

But as she turned around, she collided with the oncoming Jiang Jinsang!

His simple suit bore no ornament, sleek and refined. His entire appearance was exceptionally soft, with tranquil eyes as deep as the night, every inch of his facial features as if meticulously crafted by the Creator with transparency.

His pale, sickly-looking skin gave off an impression of a delicate and frail beauty, yet there was an inherent pride in his bones.

“S… Second cousin,” Jiang Shuyan murmured. She had no prior knowledge of Jiang Jinsang’s arrival and had thought the seat next to Tang Wan was her own, as it had always been empty.

Jiang Jinsang rarely made public appearances, and many present did not recognize him. It was only after hearing Jiang Shuyan address him that they began to understand.

“The Fifth Master?”