Chapter 138: 120 Jiang Family Lord Wansui, Another Cunning Move (3 more Chapters)_3
Fan Mingyu gripped the steering wheel and chuckled bitterly, thinking of the carrots and cilantro inside. He couldnât help clearing his throat, "You didnât tell Xiaowu about this, did you?"
"No."
"You know, kids these days, especially boys, donât really like their parents interfering too much. If he finds out, he might think Iâm meddling too much, and good intentions could lead to bad outcomes."
"I understand. I wonât tell him."
Fan Mingyu laughed, "Good, if you donât tell him, then itâs fine!"
Otherwise, knowing Jiang Xiaowuâs temperamentâalways indifferent on the surface, saying it doesnât matterâhe might just be plotting something behind the scenes.
**
Since lunch ended late, by dinner time, nobody was really hungry. Fan Mingyu and Tang Wan went to the supermarket and then he dragged her to the mall to buy a couple of clothes, leaving her embarrassed.
"Iâve always wanted a daughter to dress up beautifully, to go shopping with. When I knew it wasnât possible anymore, I thought, at least with a daughter-in-law I could still enjoy those things..."
Fan Mingyu rambled on, but Tang Wan felt there was something odd about these words.
"Itâs just that Auntie likes you. Just take them. Xiaowu and Jiangjiang eat and stay at your place anyway. Itâs only two pieces of clothing."
"Then, thank you, Auntie." Tang Wan couldnât refuse and thought that she should quickly make some Cyan Feather jewelry for her.
When they returned to the Jiang Family, they thought everyone might still be resting, but to their surprise, the grandma had gathered them for a game, pulling along Elder Tang, Tang Yunxian, and Jiang Yanting to play mahjong.
The senior version of mahjong.
Jiang Yanting found it quite a headache being mixed up in there.
This spot was originally his fatherâs. Someone had excused themselves to go to the restroom, asking him to substitute, and then never came back...
Wondering whether he had simply run off or was unwell, how he had managed to squat that long?
After two rounds of mahjong, he really couldnât sit still any longer, "Xiaowu, you come play a couple of rounds."
Jiang Jinsang, without even lifting his eyelids, merely said one sentence,
"Iâm not feeling well, I canât sit for long."
"..." Itâs not like you stand all day, what a blatant lie.
Just when Jiang Zhenhuan showed up, Jiang Yanting immediately prepared to give up his place, "Dad, you take over."
This displeased the grandma immediately...
"Itâs just a few rounds of mahjong, why all the switching? Constantly changing players really affects my game, Yanting, sit down! I like playing with you, your dad is terrible at this."
Jiang Zhenhuan was rather pleasedâhe would rather work than play cards with his mom.
...
The grandma firmly kept Jiang Yanting from leaving, knowing at heart that this kid didnât want to accompany her in playing mahjong. It was his fault for upsetting her before, running back to their old house, not even bothering to coax her.
She was doing it on purpose.
So, the moment Tang Wan returned, someone was promptly kicked out.
"Yanting, make room for Wanwan, let her play a couple of rounds."
"Grandma Jiang, Iâm not very good, and I mess up quite a bit." Besides, every place has different mahjong rules, and she really couldnât grasp them.
Grandma Jiang smiled even more kindly, "No matter, youâll learn slowly."
Jiang Zhenhuan raised an eyebrow: Just earlier he was criticized for bad skills, and now her tune has changed?
Once Tang Wan sat down, Jiang Jinsang sneaked over in a sly manner, pretending to help Elder Tang check his cards but occasionally giving Tang Wan a few tips...
Marking his presence yet again!
Jiang Yanting scoffed:
Now heâs not mentioning that sitting too long would make him sick?
**
Dinner was simple. Zhongqing had already arranged for Elder Tang to visit the Hospital for a check-up tomorrow. After the exhausting day, everyone went to bed early.
When Tang Wan entered her bedroom, she found the glass tank holding Lord Wansui had been moved to her room.
Her phone vibrated twiceâthe message from Jiang Jinsang:
[Since you seemed interested in it, Iâve placed it in your room, you can watch it anytime.]
Tang Wan looked at Lord Wansui inside the tank and bit her lip. Truth be told, she...
really wasnât interested in the turtle.
But since it had been given to her, it wouldnât be polite to send it back. She bowed her head and replied: [Thank You.]
[No worries, Iâm just next door. If you want to see it, itâs convenient for me to come over.]
[Jiangjiang wonât come over, itâs just the two of us on this floor. Let me know if you need anything, rest early.]
The entire floor... just the two of them?
Tang Wan lay in bed, suddenly finding herself unable to sleep.
...
Meanwhile, Jiangjiang was essentially trapped in bed by his dad pressing down on him with one arm.
"Dad..."
"Itâs story time. Today, Iâll tell you the story of Little Red Riding Hood..." Jiang Yanting casually flipped through the storybook.
Jiangjiang pursed his lips, feeling like his dad was hinting at something.