Chapter 1103: Chapter 650: Discussing Driving Skills with a Young Lady? Kids Are Little Devils (2nd Update)
The matter of Jiang Chengsi getting along well with a young girl was without real evidence. After Jiangjiang mentioned it, the person involved couldnât prove his innocence, so everyone took it as a joke, not really taking it seriously.
Considering his attitude of loving cars like his life, if he truly liked a girl, he would probably take her out for dates three times a day, he wouldnât be so calm.
This was only discussed within a small circle and wasnât spread externally.
The authenticity of this matter was questionable, and if the chat partner was just an ordinary friend, it could cause trouble for the young girl.
Later, he explained in the group:
[Not even considered ordinary friends, itâs just that she wanted to buy a car, and we talked a bit about cars.]
Jiang Shiyi straightforwardly replied: [Not even an ordinary friend, so whatâs it to you if she buys a car?]
[...]
[Youâre at the age where itâs not embarrassing to be in love or to have a girlfriend, why hide it?]
[We just discussed the car, and also driving, driving skills, things like that.]
After posting these words in the group, Jiang Chengsi felt something wasnât right.
Discussed driving and driving skills with a girl?
The topic was getting more upturned.
He simply muted the group messages and stopped bothering with these people.
That night, he stayed at the old house as Jiang Jinsang had found him, mostly for the full moon feast, needing his help.
"You actually have a time when you need me, is there something only I can help with?" Jiang Jinsang rarely asked for help.
"Fourth Brother, did you agree?"
"Just say it, since Iâm the older brother here." Jiang Chengsi was quite pleased internally, since this youngster rarely asked for anything.
"Mainly a matter with the beverages for the full moon feast, the hotel-provided ones arenât to my liking, so I thought of getting some from you."
Jiang Chengsi owned several bars with a far broader selection than the hotel, though he hadnât expected Jiang Jinsang to have this idea.
This wasnât a problem at all; the main thing was...
Providing the beverages means it would be free!
This brat was purposely calculating against him.
"Fourth Brother, I have a kid now, and need to budget carefully," Jiang Jinsang said earnestly.
Jiang Chengsi sneered lightly, "You calculate carefully just to exploit me?"
"You can use the full moon feast to promote your bar, just like you did with the club during Old Huoâs wedding before." Jiang Jinsang spoke as if it was mutually beneficial cooperation.
Jiang Chengsiâs mouth twitched harshly.
Using his nephewâs full moon feast to promote a bar? If Grandma finds out, sheâll definitely break his legs.
Frustrated, Jiang Chengsi returned to his room for rest, and when he took his coat to hang it, he discovered some creases at the waist area as if it had been tightly gripped.
Suddenly, he recalled the feeling when the girl held him tightly earlier that day, with the sensation seeming to still linger faintly on his waist.
He pressed his tongue against his cheek and turned to shower.
**
Meanwhile, at the Guandong Si Family
Everyone was engaged in an intense discussion about "a single rose," had it been any other flower, fine, but it was specifically a rose.
"So many people have given Miss roses, has she ever accepted them? Quite unusual."
"Wonder what kind of person could make Miss accept a rose, I think... no matter what, he should be someone like Master Huo to be worthy of our Miss, right?" Glorious for his military exploits, strong and dominant.
"I feel it must be someone like Fifth Master, gentle and elegant, or like the third young master from the Jiang Family, an academic star."
"Second Master is also good, loves his wife and spoils his children."
...
The Si Family members privately discussed, citing the most famous people in Beijing, none of whom were Jiang Chengsi.
Such a rogue and evil person, with their Miss...
Unworthy!
And the Si couple, lying in bed, also talked about this matter. Madam Si seemed quite delighted, as it signaled their daughter had a prospect.
"This girl has finally listened to my advice, she ought to have gone out and made more friends earlier." Madam Si said, joyfully applying skincare at the dressing table.
"Haâ" The man leaned against the bedhead with a history book in hand, but hadnât flipped a page for quite a while.
"What do you mean by that? Whatâs with the sarcastic laugh?"
"No particular meaning."
"Didnât you always say, as long as our daughter likes, if she truly fancies a lad, as long as he has a correct mindset, good character, and can live well with her, nothing else like family background or looks should matter? Now she has a bit of a situation, and youâre displeased?"
"I didnât mean that." The man closed the book, "Iâve seen the one who gave a single rose too."
"Itâs your first time giving flowers, at least find something to wrap it up, will you? Iâve never seen anyone just hand over a bare flower branch."
A single rose carries its own unique meaning, but shopkeepers usually wrap flowers up nicely. Just handing someone a completely unadorned rose seems a bit stingy.
"Why do you care? As long as our daughter likes it." Mrs. Si turned her head to glance at her husband. "Donât poke around; you might scare him away."
"Hardly anyone in Beijing knows sheâs from the Si Family. In this situation, if someone truly likes her, itâs probably not because of our family, but because they genuinely like her as a person."
"Let her have a simple relationship; donât stir things up and make her unhappy."
"Even with the previous wedding house, she would rather rent it out or sell it than live in it. The child doesnât like us meddling too much."
He originally intended to thoroughly investigate the other party, but after hearing his wifeâs words, he forced himself to say, "Who said I wanted to meddle? I was just complaining."
"Is the house rented out yet?"
"Not sure. I guess no oneâs renting it. The rent isnât cheap. Anyone who can afford the rent could just get a mortgage in Beijing. Only a fool would rent."
"Thatâs true. Has Hongxian contacted you recently?" Mrs. Si turned her head to look at her husband.
"After what happened at the You Family last time, if he has any face, he wouldnât dare to contact me." He snorted, "When Shenmingâs incident happened last time, he was greatly responsible. I heard the elderly man Shenming pushed down was discharged from the hospital, but he didnât even show his face."
"When that girl from the family got married to the Huo Family, he shouldâve at least sent something to show good intentions. I heard he didnât do anything."
"If you donât want any ties, just donât mess with them anymore. If you mind your own business, it wouldnât be a problem. But this time he went after the Qi familyâs child. Itâs only because the Qi Family didnât take action. I hear Qi Zeyanâs parents are returning to Beijing, and if he goes after their son again, I think..."
"No one will be able to save him!"
Mrs. Si probably understood her brother well. Her expression was slightly gloomy but she had no words to refute him.
The man noticed his wifeâs expression and got up to walk over, pressing her shoulders and massaging them a couple of times, "Find some time to remind him..."
After all, heâs her brother and their daughterâs actual uncle. If he can turn back in time, it would be a good thing.
Mrs. Si chuckled softly, "Iâve reminded him before. Last time I also spoke harshly. If he refuses to mend his ways, thereâs nothing I can do. I canât watch him every moment. The last time he even wanted to introduce someone to our daughter and plant his people beside her."
"Incurably stubborn."
The man kneaded her shoulders, "Alright, donât be upset. As long as our conscience is clear."
"My biggest wish now is for our daughter to find someone she likes, who cherishes her. Once her life-long happiness is settled, Iâll feel at ease."
The man said nothing, but recalled the single rose their daughter brought home and still found it a bit stingy.
No one expects you to send ninety-nine roses, but at least wrap it with some floral paper. Roses have thorns; isnât he worried his daughter might prick her hand?
**
After delivering a wedding invitation, Jiang Chengsi felt one less burden on his mind, but there was another invitation to be sent to the Si Family in Guandong. He still had contact with this "Miss Xiao," but he had no links whatsoever with the Si Family in Guandong.
Showing up uninvited just felt too abrupt.
What a headache.
Jiang Xiaowu, why are you such a bother!
Jiang Chengsi was naturally a night owl, staying up past two in the morning, playing games and complaining about Jiang Jinsangâs unreliability. It wasnât until he finally felt a little sleepy and was ready to sleep, when suddenly...
A childâs crying rang out from next door, instantly jolting him awake, completely dispelling his drowsiness.
Jiang Xiaowai crying at night was nothing unusual for the Jiang Family. Little children probably donât even know day from night. When they feel bad, they fuss and cry.
Moreover, in the quiet of the night, the sound of a childâs crying is unbelievably magnified.
After a hard-won peace, Jiang Chengsi closed his eyes, about to sleep, only to be startled by another unexpected wail!
He was near breaking pointâ
Your dad tortures you by day, and you torture me by night!
What grudge do I have with you and your father?
Jiang Chengsi was utterly unable to sleep, so he simply went next door to check on the situation. Inside, it was chaotic. Apparently, Xiaowai was choking a bit due to feeding issues. Tang Wan was holding the child, while Jiang Jinsang was cleaning up the scene.
"Fourth Brother, sorry about the noise," Tang Wan looked apologetic.
"No... no problem, I just came to see if you need any help." Jiang Chengsi looked at them, realizing they werenât doing this on purpose, and a babyâs emotions are out of anyoneâs control. He could only suppress his frustration and retreat.
"Actually, we could use some helpâcould you take out the trash for us?"
At four in the morning, Jiang Chengsi carried a bag of trash out the door, filled with Xiaowaiâs diapers. You can imagine the smell.
Passing by their room on his way back, Tang Wan seemed to be doing something inside, while Jiang Jinsang paced the corridor, rocking the child in his arms.
As a single guy, Jiang Chengsi had no idea how exhausting taking care of a child could be. Today, he experienced a taste. If it were him, he might explode.
An unpredictable bomb like this, going off in the middle of the night, who could tolerate it?
He certainly did not have Jiang Jinsangâs patience. With a child crying like that, heâd probably genuinely feel like blocking the kidâs mouth or tossing them somewhere.
He mused to himself:
Kids are little money pits. Even if I get married, I definitely wonât want children too soon.
Theyâre such little devils.