Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

Recently, since Tang Wan returned to Pingjiang, Tang Yunxian had turned down all social engagements and even came home earlier than usual. Just as he arrived home, he saw the old man placing several bottles of liquor on the table.

”Dad, your health, it’s better to drink less.”

”I know, but I’m happy today, I’ll have Xiao Wu drink with me.”

Tang Yunxian’s company was currently working on a significant project, and he had to be at work early the next morning, so he couldn’t drink. Thus, it fell to Jiang Jinsang and Old Tang to drink together.

”You want Xiao Wu to drink with you, but he and Wanwan still need to take care of the child tonight, you...”

”Aren’t you here?” The old man looked at him.

”Me?”

”As a grandfather, you go to work every day. Mutang’s been at our house all these days, how much time have you spent with the child? Tonight, you can help take care of the child.”

”Me taking care of the child?” The last time Tang Yunxian looked after a child was Tang Wan when she was little, and that was over twenty years ago.

”What? You have opinions about taking care of your grandson? Let the kids take a break.”

Tang Yunxian wouldn’t dare voice any objections.

”Mutang, you’re happy to sleep with Grandpa tonight, aren’t you?” The old man even asked Xiaowai deliberately.

The little child didn’t understand what he said, but seemed very happy, waving arms and feet.

Jiang Jinsang and Tang Wan exchanged glances, subtly smiling, an indifferent laugh really, as they had almost always been taking care of the child themselves. With a child around, certain things were inconvenient.

With Tang Yunxian taking care of the child tonight, they could enjoy some private time together.

Tang Wan cleared her throat, avoiding his gaze as her ears felt a bit warm.

Especially after just having a call with Ruan Mengxi not long before.

The engagement banquet concluded, and the Qi Family planned to return to Beijing. Jiang Chengsi, the boss, could afford to take his time, while Ruan Mengxi had to go back for work. She couldn’t just slack off, even with her familiarity with Qi Zeyan.

Ruan Mengxi inquired about when she planned to return to Beijing, to which Tang Wan countered:

”What happened to your voice? Are you sick?”

”No, not at all.”

”Your voice is hoarse.”

”Might’ve just overused it last night.”

”Singing?” Tang Wan recalled the street confession video and instinctively thought of that.

”No, other stuff.”

Tang Wan froze for a couple of seconds before she suddenly realized, jumping to conclusions even before properly fastening her seatbelt.

”Did you and Zeyan last night?”

Ruan Mengxi didn’t deny it, but she surely wouldn’t detail the specifics to Tang Wan. After all, she initially intended to ridicule Qi Zeyan because books and novels always claim a man’s first time would be like that...

Turns out they were all lies!

She had consistently presented herself as an ’old hand’ before Tang Wan and certainly wouldn’t admit to her that it was she who cried last night.

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Elsewhere

The reason Old Tang asked Jiang Jinsang to call Jiang Chengsi was that he also sensed something off about his mood and unruly temper lately. Pingjiang was different from Beijing, and he worried Chengsi might get into trouble.

Little did he know, Chengsi was currently happily shopping with his girlfriend.