Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

Chapter 519: For the sake of his wife, Jiang Wuye actively works out

Jiang Jinsang and Tang Wan’s marriage registration caused quite a stir in the Beijing circle. The news came abruptly, but the most significant factor was the entrenched subconscious belief that Jiang Xiaowu, long-suffering from illness, would not live past twenty-eight. Many people thought Tang Wan was too bold, feeling at the very least, they should wait for his recovery.

If something had indeed happened to him, then she would really be widowed…

After returning to Beijing, Jiang Chengsi adhered to the principle that a short pain is better than a long agony. The very next day, he visited Jiang Yanting’s house. Shen Zhixian was planning to take the kids to kindergarten, and someone was still in their home clothes, seemingly with no plans to go out.

The two kids were naturally excited to see Jiang Chengsi, and he even brought many tasty treats and fun things for them. However, Jiang Yanting sat on the side with a cold face—a recent incident involving the children and him racing and causing havoc still made them feel guilty. After a brief greeting, they reluctantly left.

Once the three of them were gone, the large living room was left with only Jiang Yanting and Jiang Chengsi.

Sitting opposite each other, one was looking at the morning financial news on a tablet, while Jiang Chengsi awkwardly sat, not even offered a glass of water.

“Um…” Jiang Chengsi clenched his fist, cleared his throat softly, “Big brother, aren’t you going to the company today?”

“Uncle Zhou is arranging a kinship banquet for sister-in-law. He is usually busy with work, and Xiaowu’s condition can’t help, so my mother called me last night asking me to oversee it for a couple of days.”

Zhou Zhongqing had no spouse or children, and Tang Wan usually had to stay and take care of Jiang Jinsang, so inexplicably, the responsibility of overseeing the kinship banquet had fallen on Jiang Yanting’s head…

Stung by the news of Jiang Jinsang’s registration and now his wife getting a godfather, and he having to help?

What was all this!

“Xiaowu…” Jiang Chengsi chuckled, “He got his certificate and didn’t even give us a heads up. I was really a bit shocked when I heard about it.”

“Logically, in every family, it should be the older brother who gets the marriage certificate first, according to that order. This kid, appearing indifferent and unambitious, not only has a strong possessive desire but also a strong competitive spirit. He knew you were getting married and clearly did it on purpose…”

“Now, making you sweat over his wife’s family banquet, this is really a bit too much!”

…

Jiang Chengsi wasn’t foolish; he understood why Jiang Yanting was upset. As long as he found a common topic, jointly resenting Jiang Xiaowu, perhaps he would overlook the incident involving Taotao getting hurt before.

At that moment, Jiang Yanting’s phone vibrated twice. He raised his brows at Jiang Chengsi, “Have you been busy lately? Your sister-in-law inviting you to dinner at our house tonight.”

“Not busy at all!” Jiang Chengsi replied with a smile, “That’s too much trouble for sister-in-law.”

Someone smiled obsequiously.

“Do you also think those actions were excessive?” Jiang Yanting was typically stoic, and having been immersed in business for so long, it was hard to read any emotions on his face.

“Definitely excessive…”

“Unexpectedly, the person in the house who cares about me the most, who understands me the most, turns out to be you.”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chengsi thought there was hope and quickly smiled, “Of course, big brother, when it comes to malicious maneuvers, who in our family can compare to Jiang Xiaowu? That guy, he’s been trouble since he was little…”

“Since you care about me so much, why don’t you oversee the kinship banquet for me.”

“Huh?”

Jiang Chengsi’s smile froze on his lips. What the hell?

“And…” Jiang Yanting looked at him, “Speaking ill of others behind their back isn’t the conduct of a nobleman. Xiaowu is still my brother, don’t do that next time.”

Thousands of curses raced through Jiang Chengsi’s mind. What kind of mess was this?

When I was enthusiastically “criticizing,” you didn’t interrupt me, seemed quite entertained, and now what, pretending to be all high and mighty?

Meanwhile, Fan Mingyu called, merely reminding Jiang Yanting not to forget about overseeing the kinship banquet. He just smiled, “This morning Chengsi came over, saw I’ve been having a hard time, and volunteered for the task.”