Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

After browsing online for a while, Tang Wan arrived at her studio and told her employees, “Ignore all that, just focus on your work.”

Claiming these online rumors now would seem like a slap in her own face, making it seem as though she disdained You Congrong.

Although Tang Wan no longer intended to collaborate, she didn’t want to make things too ugly. Over time, without further updates, the rumors died down.

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Jiang Mansion

Inside, Jiang Jinsang was exercising. He heard the sound of a car but didn’t pay much attention, until about five or six minutes later, Jiang Cuo knocked and entered, “Sir, we have a visitor.”

Jiang Jinsang turned off the treadmill and casually grabbed a towel to wipe the fine sweat from his neck.

If it were someone they knew well, there’d be no need to inform him.

“Who is it?”

“Miss You.”

“Which Miss You?” Jiang Jinsang paused for just two seconds, “You Congrong?” Tang Wan had just mentioned her last night, so he definitely remembered.

“Yes.”

Before Jiang Jinsang could respond, another engine roar reached him. He walked to the window and looked down. Jiang Chengsi had just parked his car, kicked down the motorcycle stand, and removed his helmet, casually waving at Jiang Jinsang who he noticed standing by the window…

He ran his fingers through his hair and walked into the house, as carefree as ever…

Free-spirited.

“Has Fourth Master arrived?” Jiang Cuo, recognizing the engine sound, guessed who it was, “Fourth Master hasn’t been here for a while. What brings him today…he’s here too.”

Jiang Chengsi had also been busy recently and hadn’t visited for some time.

With the towel in hand, Jiang Jinsang wiped off his sweat, “Maybe today’s breeze is…”

“An evil wind.”

Otherwise, why would all creatures of the night be gathering…