Chapter 901: Chapter 542: Recruiting Allies, Surrounded by Werewolves_2
Jiang Shiyi and Huo Qinqi only met at gatherings and chatted in groups but hardly had any personal interaction.
"When Xiaowu got married, he kicked over Huo Ranâs chair. That spot was probably saved for someone else, and he didnât want Huo Ran to sit in it."
Jiang Chengsi remembered this incident because, at the time, Huo Ran yelled about breaking his tailbone.
"I could understand Jiang Xiaowu, but why was I left out of the loop on this?"
Huo Qinqi, ever serious, gave three reasons that Jiang Shiyi couldnât refute:
"First, Xiaowu and I thought you already knew;
Second, I donât like gossip. Discussing relationships and who likes whom is not my thing;
Third, the parties involved chose to keep it private, and since he kept my relationship with Shuci a secret before, itâs only right I do the same for him."
...
Jiang Jinsang watched as Jiang Chengsiâs face turned livid with anger and couldnât help but laugh out loud.
"You both are something else." Jiang Chengsi plopped down on the hospital bed, deliberately downloaded a real estate rental app, and started searching for houses near East City. He wanted to distance himself from his brother and these troublesome people.
He thought about moving out, knowing heâd have to take his precious motorcycles from the garage. Even if some could be relocated to a club, he still needed a spacious, clean private garage for his everyday rides.
In a place like Beijing, even a parking spot isnât cheap, let alone a large private garage unless itâs with a villa.
Buying a house canât be rushed.
He had planned to rally a few allies to criticize someoneâs shameless behavior, but unexpectedly, he was surrounded by werewolves!
Jiang Jinsang glanced at his watch, estimating Tang Wan and the others should be back soon.
Huo Qinqi then put down his phone, "Iâm stepping out for a bit."
He figured the old ladyâs body check should be finished and was ready to pick them up.
Zhou Zhongqing didnât have a good impression of him, so when the old lady was getting her checkup, Huo Qinqi dropped her and Shen Shuci off and left, not staying in his office for long.
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At that moment, the old Mrs. Shen was in Zhou Zhongqingâs office for a checkup. Zhou Zhongqing had specially prepared a timetable for her, outlining the nutrients she needed to supplement each meal, which gave the old lady a headache.
"Itâs not just a heart issue; your blood pressure is also high. Beijing is different from abroad. Your body needs time to adjust. If you follow my advice, I guarantee that in six months, youâll feel the difference."
"Mom, the doctorâs definitely not wrong." It was clear Zhou Zhongqing put a lot of effort into this, and Shen Shuci felt grateful, "You must listen to the doctorâs advice."
"I know." The old lady nodded, "Iâm also preparing for when you and Xiaohuoâs marriage report gets approved to organize your wedding and help with the kids in the future, so Iâll definitely take care of my health."
Getting married and having kids...
Hearing this from her mother made Shen Shuci a bit embarrassed.
"When are you planning on having the wedding banquet?" Zhou Zhongqing asked.
"At the end of the year, to make it lively." The old lady smiled.
...
The atmosphere was just right here, while Tang Wan was accompanying the old Mr. Shen, handing out small gifts to some medical staff, thanking them for their care over the days. These gifts were supposed to be given when Shen Shuci got engaged, but that event was rushed, and it slipped through.
The old lady had been in the hospital for quite some time, and all the medical staff had been exceptionally caring toward them. Having stayed so long, they understood how tough it had been.
Some nurses were even younger than Shen Shuci and Tang Wan and had to do night shifts. Regardless of the kind of patients they faced, they were always amicable.
Over time, a bond had formed, and now, upon discharge, thereâs a need to come over and greet them.
"By the way, Wanwan, I havenât seen Xiaoyuan around lately. She hasnât come for several days, and I even prepared something for her. Itâs not easy bumping into a fellow from the same hometown in Beijing." The old man laughed.
Tang Wan just pursed her lips, "Sheâs probably busy during her internship period."
"Is she in logistics? Letâs go have a look at her." The old man was in a good mood and specifically asked a nurse before heading towards the logistics side.
Tang Wan just accompanied him, not saying much as she didnât want to dampen her grandfatherâs good spirits.
After being warned by her last time, that person had behaved and stayed away.
Mr. and Mrs. Shen didnât have omniscient or omnipresent vision; there were many things they werenât aware of, and they just assumed Xiaoyuan was a friend of Tang Wan and Shen Shuciâs, a rather introverted girl. It was rare to meet someone from the same hometown, so their impression of her wasnât particularly good or bad.
At this moment, You Shenming had also arrived at the hospital. His car was initially in front of Jiang Chengsiâs. After entering the hospital, he found that Jiang Chengsi was also there.
He knew that old Mrs. Shen was getting discharged today, so he guessed what Jiang was here for. He hesitated for a long time in the parking lot before entering the inpatient department.
A little inquiry revealed that Jiang Jinsang and Huo Qinqi were both around, making him rub his chest.
It was simply dreadful.
Coming here alone, was it necessary to mobilize an entire battalion to pick someone up? Did it need to be such a grand gesture?
"Young Master, Miss Shen is not in the ward."
"Then Iâll go find her."
"But Mr. Huo is by her side."
"..." You Shenming hadnât dealt with Huo Qinqi before, but he was aware that compared to Huo, the Jiang brothers were rather innocent. Huo Qinqi had a reputation as a fearsome figure in Beijing, so it wouldnât be wise to cross him.
"Young Master, I think we donât necessarily have to talk to Miss Shen." His subordinate began to suggest unwise ideas.
"What do you mean?"
"If we could persuade those around her, like her parents, I heard she listens to her foster parents."
"But I need to be able to meet her parents first." You Shenming rubbed his chest, already cursing Jiang Shiyi a thousand times in his heart.
Damn it! He looked genteel...
Barely recovering, he kicked him so hard that it took him ages to catch his breath again. Now his chest was all bruised, and yet he couldnât do anything about it.
What a misfortune!
There were no personal ties between the You Family and the Jiang Family. You Shenming had only seen Jiang Chengsi a few times at his club; he hadnât met any of the other Jiang brothers, nor did he have the opportunity.
Recently, he had such bad luck constantly bumping into them!
Encounters with them never bode well.
"I heard the old lady went to see the doctor, accompanied by Mr. Huo, but Mr. Shen is only with Mrs. Jiang, and I just found out that they went to the logistics side."
"Young Master, this might be the only chance."
"When they get discharged, the old Shen couple is supposed to stay at Fifth Masterâs house, which would then make any contact even harder."
...
"I know! Then letâs head to logistics." You Shenming rubbed his chest while cursing Jiang Shiyi under his breath.
Tang Wan had already reached the logistics side with the old Mr. Shen. They didnât enter the office but called Xiang Xiaoyuan out alone, handed over some gifts, and exchanged a few words.
Xiang Xiaoyuan, having been warned by Tang Wan before, just thanked her repeatedly, wished the old lady well on her discharge, and didnât say much else.
"...Itâs rare to meet someone from the same hometown, and since youâre friends with Wanwan and the others, if I move to a new house, Iâll invite you over for a meal." The old man laughed.
These were just polite words. Xiang Xiaoyuan cast a sideways glance at Tang Wan standing aside and agreed with a smile, surely she wouldnât dare to go.
"We wonât disturb your work, weâll be leaving." Tang Wan said, supporting the old manâs arm, "Grandpa, letâs head back."
Xiang Xiaoyuan watched the two of them walk away, tightening her grip on the gifts in her hands â a box of pastries and chocolates, packaged festively. Her fingertips suddenly clenched, wishing she could crush the packaging bag.
When she was warned before, she didnât have this demeanor and now could still casually give her things?
Who was she trying to irk? Such a pretentious act!