Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 110: Mr. Tang leads the charge into battle, while the fifth master is flirting with the ladies? Chapter 110: Mr. Tang leads the charge into battle, while the fifth master is flirting with the ladies? Tang Family Old Residence Tang Wan and Jiang Jinsang got home, and Tang Yunxian was standing in the corridor holding a mealworm, teasing the caged bird. Hua Mei could never get a bite and was screeching shrilly.

"Dad." "Uncle Tang." "Back already?" Tang Yunxian glanced at them peripherally, eyeing the pastry box in Jiang Jinsang's hand, "The whole outside world is in turmoil, and God knows how many are watching. And you two went out to buy snacks?" Tang Wan smiled ingratiatingly at him, "Are you angry?" "What's there to be angry about? My daughter has grown up, has beccapable. She can handle such a big incident on her own. I should be happy." He wasn't truly angry, after all, just worried.

While saying this, Tang Yunxian tossed the mealworm back into its small jar.

Hua Mei: Teasedfor so long, where's my worm? Playing with the bird? "The incident happened so suddenly, I didn't have tto tell you," Tang Wan said, taking his hand.

"Hmm, no tto tellbut tto talk to someone else," Tang Yunxian glanced at Jiang Jinsang.

"Uncle Tang, it all happened last night, really unexpectedly, and we happened to be together. She didn't want to worry you with everything that's been happening recently, plus Grandpa Tang's illness. You've had enough on your mind, she just wanted to spare you the stress." Jiang Jinsang's words were very nicely put, and Tang Wan immediately nodded in agreement.

However, Tang Yunxian's eyes narrowed slightly, "Last night, instead of staying in your own rooms, what were you two up to?" Tang Wan: "Work." Jiang Jinsang: "Helping Jiangjiang with his homework." Tang Yunxian scrutinized them, feeling that something was off.

"Got sPine Nut Cake for Jiangjiang, where is he?" Tang Wan deftly changed the subject.

"He went to the small park to play chess with your grandpa." During their conversation, the sound of a car arriving at the Tang Family gate could be heard. A vehicle parked and turned off the engine, followed by a knock on the door.

"Someone's here." Chen Ma immediately went to open the door. This old house, with its red doors outlined in gold, didn't have a peephole or the like; one couldn't see who was outside. As the door swung open, a hoarse voice echoed in, "I'm looking for Mr. Tang." Tang Yunxian spoke in a hushed tone, "With all that's happened last night and today, you must be tired. Go rest in your own courtyard." "Dad, the person is..." Tang Wan seemed to recognize the voice.

"Go back," Tang Yunxian frowned.

"Let's go." Jiang Jinsang, perhaps guessing the visitor's identity, signaled Tang Wan to follow him out.

But halfway there, Tang Wan still felt uneasy. "You go ahead, I've got something to take care of." She said, quickly turning back to the front courtyard.

Meanwhile, Chen Ma had already led the visitor into the front courtyard's living room.

Tang Yunxian sat on the sofa and, spotting the visitor, revealed a polite, official smile, “Mr. He, what brings you to our home?" The visitor was He An's father-He Jianlin.

Just over fifty with typical egret-like eyes, small and drooping at the tail, his gaze half-hidden, which made him seem cunning and slippery. That's why Tang Yunxian knew him but had hardly any business dealings with him.

He Jianlin also seemed quite awkward, only settling a bit after Chen Ma invited him to sit and have stea. "Yunxian..." he began in a rasp, as though harboring ssecret difficulty.

"Have stea," Tang Yunxian said leisurely.

"Oh, thank you-" He Jianlin was so preoccupied that he didn't notice the tea was scalding hot and nearly burned his tongue.

At this time, Tang Wan, having doubled back, didn't head straight for the living room. Instead, she hid behind a screen near the door. Although she couldn't see, she could listen in.

Hunching over as if she were a thief, she concentrated on listening to the conversation between the two men.

A hand suddenly tapped her on the shoulder, she tensed up and turned around sharply, about to exclaim in fright, but her shock was quickly muffled in the palm of a hand. "Shh-" Jiang Jinsang made a silencing gesture, then released her hand.

Tang Wan gave him a look: What are you doing here? Jiang Jinsang: I was worried about you.

Tang Wan's eyes darted towards the exit: Hurry up and leave! The Jiangs stood not too far away, somewhat at a loss. How much could these two possibly communicate just through looks?

At that moment, the two people in the living room began to speak, forcing Tang Wan to abandon the idea of making him leave. The screen wasn't large, meant more for decoration, and barely had enough room to hide one person. The two squeezed behind the screen, appearing awkwardly crammed.

Jiang Jinsang behaved like a gentleman, stepping slightly to the side after letting go of her hand, even though they were crammed behind one screen.

The Jiangs didn't quite understand.

Jiang Cuo clicked his tongue: "Hey, what's up with our brother? He used to look for every chance to get close to Miss Tang, but now that such a good opportunity's here, he's not taking it?" "No idea, he's actually starting to keep his distance?"