Chapter 145 - 124 This man: his appearance, his build, every bit is tempting_2

Chapter 145: 124 This man: his appearance, his build, every bit is tempting_2

Tang Wan thought back to it, and still felt somewhat frightened, his body was really chillingly cold.

As she was reminiscing about last night, her wrist was suddenly lifted by someone. Before she could even react, her hand had been grasped in a warm, dry palm... just after he had wiped off his sweat.

"Is it better now? Not cold anymore," Jiang Jinsang looked down at her, his voice naturally warm, and as the corners of his mouth slowly curved up, it was even more captivating.

"Mmm," Tang Wan replied in a muffled voice.

"Don’t worry, I won’t get hurt," Jiang Jinsang comforted her before he let go of her hand and turned away to continue playing with Lord Wansui. The tortoise was quite stubborn, and seeing him deliberately teasing, it simply retreated into its shell, ignoring him.

Tang Wan instinctively touched her wrist where he had made contact and it felt as if it had been seared with molten iron, leaving a mark that burned hot.

"If you have no plans tomorrow, I could take you around Beijing to see the sights."

Though Tang Wan nodded, she was somewhat distracted.

...

Jiang Jinsang wanted to take a bath, and Tang Wan stayed for a while until the sun no longer reached the spot. Then, holding the turtle tank, she returned to her room.

Today, she had not accompanied Elder Tang for his medical checkup, so she knew nothing of the situation. Tang Yunxian had only told her that it was nothing serious, but she was still somewhat uneasy and had called Zhou Zhongqing for more details.

No one answered at first, but about ten minutes later, he returned her call.

"Miss Tang, I apologize, I was in a meeting," Zhou Zhongqing was especially gracious toward Tang Wan.

He had always thought that Jiang Xiaowu was overly high-strung and odd, destined to be lonely, but surprisingly he found someone he was interested in.

"I should be the one apologizing; I disturbed you."

Zhou Zhongqing chuckled, "It’s all right, what did you need?"

"I wanted to ask about my grandfather’s condition."

"Elder Tang is doing quite well, there’s no need to worry..."

Zhou Zhongqing didn’t reveal too much, just enough to satisfy her inquiries. After discussing Elder Tang’s condition, logically, they should have said goodbye; however, Tang Wan hesitated, seeming to have more she wanted to ask.

"Just speak your mind, if I can answer, I will."

"I wanted to ask about Lord Wansui’s health; I know it might be abrupt, and it’s perfectly fine if you cannot tell me," Tang Wan said as Jiang Jinsang were not related and discussing his health was sensitive.

"I heard that he had a flare-up last night and you took care of him? You handled it well."

"I was concerned because I saw him exercising today, which might not be appropriate..." considering he had just been ill.

"He was exercising?"

Zhou Zhongqing laughed upon hearing this, as Jiang Jinsang was a particularly difficult patient, not very cooperative with treatments. His illness was congenital and could not be cured with just medication or surgery; it also required physical exercise.

Those with weak constitutions find exercising more draining than others do, and Jiang Jinsang was not fond of it.

This matter had often vexed Zhou Zhongqing.

Unexpectedly, he had begun exercising voluntarily, the power of love was indeed terrifying.

Tang Wan sensed something off in his tone and frowned slightly, "Is it that he really shouldn’t be exercising now, can his body handle it?"

"Actually..."

Zhou Zhongqing’s following words weren’t quite clear to Tang Wan because the cabinet separating her and Jiang Jinsang had already slowly shifted apart.

Jiang Jinsang had just taken a bath, changed into a pale gray loungewear, and even his hair tips dripped with water, as he leaned against the wall watching her.

There she was, discussing his condition with someone else, which felt as if she were caught speaking ill of someone behind his back—it was extremely awkward.

Zhou Zhongqing, thinking the issue was with his phone when she did not address his question, exclaimed,

"Hello—hello, Miss Tang?"

Jiang Jinsang walked over and directly took the mobile from Tang Wan’s hands, her fingers tightly clenched, not wanting to let go...

"Listen, I’m just going to talk to him for a moment."

Tang Wan pursed her lips, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Zhou Zhongqing could also hear Jiang Jinsang’s voice...

Smooth to a deadly degree, how much more charming could this man be?

Then he heard Jiang Jinsang’s voice on the other end of the line, "Uncle Zhou—"

"Ah, Xiaowu." Zhou Zhongqing chuckled resignedly.

"My grandma was saying today, ’You should come over for dinner when you’re free.’"

"I’ve been exceptionally busy recently; I have surgery scheduled for tomorrow, and I’ve still got some stuff to deal with, I’ll hang up now!"

Zhou Zhongqing definitely did not want to see the Jiang family’s old lady. He’d remained unmarried his entire life simply because he hadn’t met the right one. Besides, doctors are really busy, and he had missed the prime time for love and marriage. Having gotten used to being single, he was even less inclined to fall in love or marry.

The old lady always thought that he didn’t marry because he had to take care of Jiang Jinsang and thus had delayed his life, and she felt guilty at heart.

Moreover, he had just returned from Pingjiang not long ago to check her blood pressure at the old house. These days, they had blood pressure monitors, so there was no need for him, but the old lady insisted she felt unwell here and there solely to see him.

Every time she saw him, she incessantly tried to set him up with someone.

Her reasoning was quite bizarre:

Our Jiang family owes you a daughter-in-law!

With the New Year approaching, that certain old lady would only intensify her efforts; he didn’t even want to come near the Jiang family.

*

After Zhou Zhongqing hung up the phone, Jiang Jinsang then returned the phone to Tang Wan, who received it as if it were a hot potato; her face was flushed...

Jiang Jinsang didn’t speak or leave, just staring straight at her.

Tang Wan had known him for so long and had just privately inquired about him this once, but she was caught red-handed, feeling so embarrassed that her face turned red and her ears hot.

"Brother Wu, I’m sorry." She tried to suppress her trembling teeth, utterly mortified.

"Sorry for what?"

Jiang Jinsang looked at her flushed face and momentarily wished he could pinch it a couple of times or perhaps...

Kiss her a couple of times.

"It wasn’t intentional, asking Dr. Zhou about you, just..." Tang Wan was usually eloquent, but facing his gaze, she suddenly felt utterly tongue-tied.

Jiang Jinsang slightly leaned down, bringing himself roughly level with her, his gaze meeting hers...

"You care about me?" His body exuded a hint of mint, taking in such a whiff shoul have been refreshing, but it made Tang Wan feel even more confused.

"Because of how you were last night, I was worried that too much exercise would cause issues."

"I’ve told you before, and you didn’t seem to listen." Jiang Jinsang’s tone was somewhat helpless.

"What did you say?"

"I told you, my health isn’t as poor as you think."

Tang Wan smiled resignedly.

She shifted slightly. "It seems the rooms here aren’t very soundproof..."

Otherwise, how could he have heard everything on the phone.

Jiang Jinsang straightened up and nodded, "Indeed, they aren’t very soundproof. Does that bother you? If you are uncomfortable, I can get you another room."

Tang Wan was already staying at someone else’s place; having a roof over her head was good enough, who was she to be fastidious.

"It’s not that inconvenient."

"That’s good then."

Jiang Jinsang was certain she wouldn’t change rooms, which was why he spoke as he did.

"About my matters, you can ask me directly about anything you want to know, whether it’s about my health or..." his last few words lingered on his tongue, carrying a flirtatious undertone.

"Anything at all."

Tang Wan murmured a response, looking down and poking at Lord Wansui...

Lord Wansui hid in his shell, showing no interest in her.

The room wasn’t soundproof, just a cabinet away, living like roommates, practically no different at all!