Chapter 1041: Chapter 617: Turning Into a Little Bald Tree? Overwhelmed with Jealousy (2 Updates)
Jiang Mansion
Tang Wan was initially messaging with Ruan Mengxi, wanting to ask more detailed questions. However, the little one woke up and for some reason started crying and fussing, no matter how she tried to soothe him, it didnât work. In the end, she had no choice but to carry him to the window.
The snow had stopped last night, but due to the large amount of snow, a few of the non-double-three and primary and secondary schools had cancelled classes for a day.
Jiangjiang and Taotao also didnât go to kindergarten. They arrived at the mansion early in the morning and were now in the courtyard, building snowmen with some items, while a few adults were clearing the snow paths to the side.
"Do you see him? Daddy is over there." Tang Wan pointed at a figure below.
The little one seemed to have caught sight of Jiang Jinsang and actually stopped crying and fussing, sniffling while he kept his eyes on the view outside.
Tang Wan then pointed at the snow-laden scenery outside, the pine branches, and in the distance, a lone plum tree, introducing these to him.
"That tree over there, itâs one that mommy and daddy planted specifically for you..." Tang Wan raised her hand to point, her gaze landing on a crooked tree.
How did this tree become so crooked?
When Jiang Jinsang returned inside, he was chilled from being outside and didnât immediately hold the child. The little one got unhappy, thinking his father didnât love him anymore, crying so intensely that Tang Wan couldnât control him.
He sobbed in short spurts until Jiang Jinsang picked him up and held him in his arms, calming him down.
Tang Wan breathed a long sigh of relief, "He really likes you too much."
The little one was so attached to Jiang Jinsang that the old lady, Tang Lao, Fan Mingyu, and others were all very jealous but had no solutions.
Jiang Jinsang just smiled without saying a word, patting his sonâs back and gently soothing him.
"This just came from grandpa." Tang Wan handed him a sheet of paper filled with names, even in small characters, saying, "Grandpa asked me when we can finalize the childâs name."
"Thereâs no rush." Jiang Jinsang paced the room with his son in his arms.
"Grandpa and grandmaâs battle over the name has reached a fever pitch. These two donât even acknowledge each other when they meet, yet youâre so leisurely about it."
"All the names theyâve picked are undoubtedly good names. Itâs just that choosing one now would offend the other side. It might be better to let them argue for a while longer. Theyâre old, and this kind of enthusiasm canât last too long. Once their excitement fizzles out, we can just pick one at random."
Jiang Jinsang had long had a plan in mind.
"Just pick one at random?" Tang Wan chuckled lightly, "Can you really be so casual with a name?"
"The formal name should be more earnest, but the nickname doesnât matter much. Something casual like Strong, Chubby, Xiaowai might even be better for survival."
The crooked tree: "..."
Jiang Jinsang patted his sonâs back, examining his little head, "Wanwan, donât you think his hair volume is a bit thin?"
"Is it?"
"Grandpa Qi said that Zeyan was born with hair, but this little one..."
The little guy was finally content, lying satisfied on his fatherâs shoulder, blissfully unaware that a certain father was worrying about whether he might turn into a little bald tree.
"Recently, quite a few classmates have messaged me to congratulate me on having a baby. Some even went to Pingjiangâs house to give gifts." Tang Wan scrolled through her phone, "Should we invite them to the full moon party?"
Some of them had an average relationship with Tang Wan at school, but her having a baby had caused quite a stir, and it seemed they all just wanted to join in on the fun.
"Do you want to invite them?" At their wedding, Tang Wan had a few classmates come, but their relationships were definitely not as close as hers with Ruan Mengxi.
He rarely kept in touch with them, and Jiang Jinsang didnât have any impression of them.
"Theyâre all in Pingjiang. Even if we invite them, they might not come. Iâll send invitations and see." After all, some people sent messages and gave gifts. Whether they come or not is one thing, but inviting them would be a matter of courtesy.
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Meanwhile
Qi Zeyan finished his work, which took until nearly eleven oâclock. After changing clothes and going out, it took another half an hour before they reached Wanbaohui, a large mall next to Ruan Mengxiâs apartment complex. They didnât plan on going far, so they went to the nearest place.
The snow had just fallen, and the northern wind carried a chill that felt like a knife cutting across the face.
Ruan Mengxi wore a mask, raising her hand to pull her scarf up by half an inch. The weather was too cold, making her wary of pulling her hand out, especially with gloves on, which made movements inconvenient.
She didnât notice where she stepped and nearly slipped, but fortunately, Qi Zeyan steadied her with his hand.
"Thanks."
"Let me help you."
Qi Zeyan wasnât wearing gloves, so he helped pull the scarf up by half an inch and then placed the hood of her down jacket over her head, instantly warming her up.
"Why donât you wear the hood?"
"Itâll flatten my hair." Ruan Mengxi had taken the opportunity to wash her hair and styled it into a fluffy and neat look while Qi Zeyan was working.