Chapter 1199: Chapter 703: Money Delivered to the Door, the Fourth Master Is Pampered? (2)
Jiangjiang frowned, every time he watched TV, he always had this thought:
Why do people always have to whisper secrets and do bad things in the bathroom? Canât they find a nice smelling place?
"Fourth Uncle, whereâs my money?"
"Jiang Wenyan, why do you need so much money?"
"Someone is actively giving me money to spend, why shouldnât I take it?" Jiangjiang said as a matter of fact.
Jiang Chengsi raised his hand to pat his head, "So much money, if I give it all to you at once, where will you hide it? Iâll help you and Taotao get two bank cards, and deposit the money for you."
"That works." Jiangjiang nodded.
"But you must promise me not to spend money recklessly."
"Donât worry, I wonât." Jiangjiang raised his hand in assurance.
Over the years, Jiangjiang also saved quite a bit of money, which later proved quite useful, but Jiang Chengsiâs act of giving him money would eventually be exposed, and Jiang Yanting often confronted him about it.
...
When the two returned to the private room, in principle, Jiang Chengsi should have been the focus tonight, as they agreed to give him a good luck wish for the success of his club.
However, Qi Zeyan said:
"Our two families are planning to get engaged around March."
The romance had gotten too public, and neither the Qi nor Ruan families intended to make a big deal of the engagement, just a small gathering with close family and friends, with a more formal wedding later.
"Thatâs only a little over a month away, so soon?" Huo Ran widened his eyes.
"Itâs alright, itâs just a meal together."
The engagement needed to be on a Good Day, besides March, they would have to wait till May or June, which seemed too late.
Originally, the gathering should have been centered around Jiang Chengsi, but it was usurped by Qi Zeyan and Ruan Mengxi.
As a single person, Jiang Chengsi suddenly felt really small, pitiful, and helpless.
Especially during the dinner, Jiangjiang kept giving him looks.
Being "extorted" by a child, if this got out, it would be utterly embarrassing.
**
Everyone was happy this evening, but they didnât drink much, as they all had business the next day.
After returning home that night, Xiaowai was already asleep in Fan Mingyuâs room, and Jiang Jinsang had rare alone time with Tang Wan, when he came out of the shower, he saw her standing in front of the wardrobe, examining a few sets of clothes.
"Wear this black one tomorrow, itâs more formal, since itâs your first official day reporting at the company." Tang Wan took out a black suit and paired it with a dark blue tie for him.
Tomorrow Jiang Jinsang would officially report to the Jiang Company.
"Tomorrow when you go to the company, Iâll visit Fourth Brother..."
"Mm." Jiang Jinsang said as he walked behind her, gently embracing her from the back, rare that their son wasnât there.
Water dripped from the ends of his hair to her shoulder, slightly cold, making her body stiffen.
...
Jiang Chengsi had been staying at the mansion, because it was closer to the club, and since it was the time after New Year, the old lady wouldnât let him live alone in East City.
The club officially opened tomorrow, and he was troubled about what would be appropriate to wear.
Suits? Too formal and rigid.
Casual wear might be too informal.
Unable to decide between several outfits, he thought heâd simply ask someone else for an opinion, and the closest were Jiang Jinsang and Tang Wan.
Tang Wan always had good taste, he could ask for her advice.
When he reached the door, raised his hand to knock, he overheard some vague conversation inside.
"Fifth Brother, donât be like this, itâs not soundproof here." The Jiang Mansion is an old house, if it had good soundproofing, Jiang Chengsi wouldnât have been disturbed by Jiang Xiaowaiâs cries before, unable to sleep.
"No worries, weâll be quieter."
"You have work tomorrow."
"Then letâs be quick."
"Wait, my clothes..."
"Iâll help you."
...
Standing at the door, Jiang Chengsiâs face instantly turned red.
What the heckâ
What are they doing?
Though he hasnât experienced it himself, he runs a bar club, how many such things hasnât he seen, itâs just routine for him, moreover, they are a married couple, everything they do is normal.
Why the heck is he blushing!
This is killing him!
Embracing the clothes, he quickly retreated to his room, "Jiang Xiaowu, really canât tell, in private, youâre such an eager person."
He inexplicably recalled the night of New Yearâs Eve, holding that girlâs hand, and there in the dim light, her slender neckâs tender skin...
His throat inexplicably started to itch slightly.
He was lost in his thoughts when suddenly his phone vibrated, receiving a call from "Miss Xiao," his heart skipped a beat, he took a moment to compose himself, pressed to answer and greeted.
"Fourth Master, am I disturbing you?" Her voice was gentle and pleasant as always.
"No."
"You live at the Jiang Mansion, right?"
"Yes."
"About half an hour, a city express will arrive at your place, remember to receive it, you didnât charge me for the clothes you sent earlier, consider this my gift for your opening, I hope your clubâs business flourishes."
Jiang Chengsi didnât expect to receive her gift, feeling a complex emotion.
His heart that had calmed earlier now frantically beat again.
In recent days, many people had gradually sent gifts to him, but none made him anticipate like this one did.
In fact, within the days of New Yearâs, they exchanged messages occasionally, but Jiang Chengsi had truly been busy lately; the Racing Club held deep significance to him, he fully invested himself, thus reducing contact with her.
Didnât expect sheâd still consider giving him a gift.
About half an hour later, Jiang Chengsiâs phone vibrated, the delivery man said the package was at the door, requiring him to sign for it, a big box, back at home he opened it, surprisingly finding a suit inside...
An altered suit in a unique reddish-gray color, a three-piece set, even paired with a tie and sleeve bands, every inch polished with exquisite detail.
Though Jiang Chengsi wasnât fond of suits, he instantly liked this set upon first glance.
Meticulously crafted, filled with tiny details, understated yet full of surprises.
The coat was a long garment, restrained yet showed rebellious flamboyance.
Jiang Chengsi wasnât foolish, examining the suit knowing it was handcrafted, just the dark Yao Stones embedded on the sleeve band hinted its high value.
The fabric and craftsmanship clearly indicated its expense, far more than the racing suit he gave.
He learned from Tang Wan that "Miss Xiaoâs" family background was definitely well-off, didnât expect sheâd gift something this precious.
And then, his phone vibrated again, a message from "Miss Xiao":
[Did you receive it?]
[I did, I really like it, thank you.]
[Glad you liked it, try it on, see if it fits, if anythingâs uncomfortable, let me know promptly, though thereâs no time to adjust the clothes now, but I can find other ways to help you...]
Jiang Chengsi looked at the message, tightly pressing his lips.
He fled to East City because the surrounding living conditions were too harsh, in fact, over the years, many have tried approaching him, offering comfort, yet never once did it evoke such a feeling from him...
He oddly felt...
That he was cherished.
Heâs always been on the receiving end of "bullying," this feeling was oddly wonderful.