Chapter 137: 120 Jiang Family Lord Wansui, Another Cunning Move (3 more Chapters)_2
"Itās not called Jiang Hundred Years, its name was given by Zeyan, itās called Wansui, and it has a terrible temper. No matter how you tease it, it wonāt respond, so itās called Lord Wansui."
His voice was very light, accompanied by the purifying sound of the water flow in the aquarium, dense and delicate, as if it were pouring into oneās heart.
"Lord Wansui?" At this moment, Tang Wan had no interest in any turtle, and she spoke in a mechanical tone, "That name, itās very much Qi Zeyanās style."
Qi Zeyan at this time was working overtime in the company, sneezing like crazy!
As Tang Wan spoke, her little mouth opened and closed...
Jiang Jinsang rubbed his fingers restlessly, feeling a bit of dryness in his throat.
Her nose brushed against his face, which actually felt a bit cool, but at this moment...
It was like a hot wind day; just a spark could ignite a blaze, and with that, a whole wilderness could become a wildfire.
The aquarium was dim, its glass surface not only showing the contents inside but also seemed to reflect their images. Tang Wan looked closely, from this angle...
Jiang Jinsang tilted his head, their temples rubbing against each other.
It was as if he had kissed her.
"Do you like it?" he asked, a sense of melancholy in his voice.
"It seems fun, Iāve never kept a turtle before, Iām a bit curious." Tang Wan stood up straight, immediately creating distance between them, pretending casually to wipe under her nose.
Her nose felt warm, as if it had lost all sensation.
She inexplicably felt like she might be having a nosebleed.
"If you like it, you can come and see it often."
"Thatās too much trouble, no need," Tang Wan said with a smile. "Then Iāll go back and pack up some things first."
"If you need anything, just let me know."
Tang Wan nodded, bowed her head, and walked to her room with a feeling akin to fleeing.
Jiang Jinsang then stared at the turtle inside the tank and suddenly smiled...
Lord Wansui hid inside its shell, not daring even to stick out its head.
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After Tang Wan returned, she tidied up a bit. Jiangjiang then clattered up the stairs in his slippers and played in her room for a while.
Then he went next door to poke at Lord Wansui; he was nearly ready to scoop it out of the tank and whip it to make it run.
Around four oāclock in the afternoon, Fan Mingyu messaged her, saying she was going to the supermarket and asking if she needed anything.
Tang Wan hadnāt brought some items from home, planning to buy them after her arrival, so she said she would go out with her.
Fan Mingyu naturally was pleased, and when she saw her coming downstairs, she frowned slightly, "Beijing is too cold. Youāre wearing so little, youāll definitely be cold going out. Wait, Iāll find you a scarf."
Without waiting for Tang Wan to refuse, she found a bright red scarf from somewhere and tied it around her, "Donāt you also lack a mask? The cold wind here cuts like a knife; girls should take care to protect themselves. You have hand cream, right?"
"I do."
"Buy whatever you lack later." Fan Mingyu had no daughters, and those two sons of hers were certainly not the type to accompany her shopping.
When her two sons were younger, she could drag Jiang Yanting to go shopping with her, but once he started elementary school, he would rather go to tutoring classes than accompany her, leaving her only to find friends to go with.
When they went out, Tang Wan was ready to drive but was refused by Fan Mingyu.
"Youāve come from Pingjiang; you must be tired. Plus, youāre unfamiliar with Beijingās traffic conditions, not knowing where the speed limit has surveillance. Iām afraid Iāll have to deal with several tickets if you drive."
Tang Wan, smiling, comfortably took the passenger seat.
Fan Mingyu used to be a singer and carried an artistās flair. Tang Wan had originally thought she would be somewhat snobbish, but she turned out to be approachable.
However...
Her driving skills were truly indescribable!
How a person drives, whether they are a novice or just inexperienced, could be seen from the moment the car starts moving. Tang Wan felt the left side.
Making sure her seat belt was fastened tight.
"Donāt be afraid; actually, Iām quite a good driver. Even though itās not particularly steady, Iāve been driving for many years and havenāt been in any major accidents."
Tang Wan laughed dryly, "Then the minor accidents..."
"Just scraped other cars twice."
"Is that right..." Tang Wan coughed, feeling an inexplicable fear in the pit of her stomach.
"How was lunch? Are you accustomed to the taste here?" Fan Mingyu was a very talkative person, and she spoke warmly.
"It was good."
"I was worried you wouldnāt be used to the food, so I specifically asked Xiaowu about your taste and preferences. Heās living in your household; I hope he hasnāt caused you any trouble. Donāt worry, just speak up; I know my son."
"No, Xiaowu has been very good, helping our family a lot."
"Really?" Fan Mingyuās lips curled in a smile. Xiaowu...?
With Tang Wanās gentle voice, calling someone ābrotherā always seemed to have an underlying sense of intimacy.
"And thank you for the things Auntie provided." She referred to the collection of tastes and preferences of Jiang Jinsang.