Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 118: 108 Auntie's intuition, you like Wanwan! [Winners List] Chapter 118: 108 Auntie's intuition, you like Wanwan! [Winners List] Due to it being a workday, everyone was busy. After the unfolded, neighbors briefly discussed the matter and dispersed, directing most of their criticism at Zhang Defu for being a disgrace. Back in the house, Jiang Jinsang immediately handed over the medicine and water.

"'Heart Protecting Pills,' taking two will help you feel better." "You are thoughtful." Tang Yunxian looked at Jiang Jinsang appreciatively, obviously holding him in higher regard because of the gesture.

After swallowing the pills, the old man leaned on the couch and took a couple of minutes to look better, but he was still muttering under his breath, "Scoundrel, he's practically an animal... to do such vile things, he's really good for nothing..." He was usually a man of decorum, never resorting to crude language unless terribly upset.

"Wanwan." Jiang Jinsang handed over his coat to Tang Wan.

Looking down at herself still in pajamas, Tang Wan could only be thankful that she had slept with Jiangjiang the night before; otherwise, given she didn't wear undergarments to bed, rushing out like this could have led to disaster.

"Wear this." "Thank you." Tang Wan took the coat and wrapped it around herself.

Jiang Jinsang turned to meet the scrutinizing gaze of old Mr. Shen from the Shen Family. With neither submissiveness nor arrogance, he smiled and greeted him, "Grandpa Shen." The elderly Shen had a very amiable face, dressed in a crisp Zhongshan suit, looking like a man in his fifties despite being at least in his seventies, his spirit lively and robust.

He wasn't as thin as the elder from the Tang Family, slightly plump but not fat, radiating kindness and affability. Yet, having heard the neighbors talking earlier, Jiang Jinsang was aware of the tough reputation of the Shen family members and treated them with increasing respect.

Old Mr. Shen was about to say something when the elder Tang interrupted.

"Old Shen ah-" "You don't look well." "It's all because that bastard madefurious. Why didn't you let us know before coming over?" "Right, dad, why didn't you tell us you were coming? I could have gone to pick you up," remarked Tang Yunxian. Mr. Shen chuckled nonchalantly, “I'm no distinguished guest, and it takes you three or four hours to drive to the airport and back. Why bother? I arrived last night, knew you all would be asleep, so didn't want to disturb.” "I just arrived and couldn't sleep, excited as I was. I cover before dawn and didn't expect to run into him." "By the way, I brought breakfast. It's gotten a bit cold and needs warming up." Chen Ma went to heat up the breakfast while, aside from the two old men chatting, everyone else went back to their rooms to change and freshen up.

Tang Wan and Jiang Jinsang walked side by side, and she couldn't help but yawn.

"Sleepy?" "It's not that, I went to bed late last night." "Did Jiangjiang keep you up?" "No, it wasn't her. A friend of mine, we haven't talked in a long time. We chatted a bit on video, and she keptup talking for quite a while after." As soon as her friend heard Tang Wan had a crush on someone, she grew curious and insisted on asking a few questions.

"We haven't caught up in a while, and with it being the end of December, the company is pushing for performance - she's been swamped. She finally found stto chat..." Tang Wan rambled on for quite a while, only to realize the person next to her hadn't reacted. She turned her head and said apologetically, "Am I talking too much?" Jiang Jinsang didn't speak, but he suddenly drew close. His hand reached out, brushed over the top of her head, and smoothed a few stray strands of her hair to the back.

It was a chilly morning in early winter, and even the breeze was cool, but his fingertips were warm as they gently stroked her head, rather like he was grooming her - and indeed, that was exactly what he was doing.

"Is my hair very messy?" Embarrassed, Tang Wan hastily ran her hands through her hair. She had jumped out of bed and rushed outside without a second thought for her appearance. Now she felt disheveled without even looking in a mirror.

"It's fine." Jiang Jinsang replied with a smile.

Tang Wan nodded silently, her cheeks burning, perhaps out of self-consciousness for not presenting herself at her best.

"Why so quiet?" Jiang Jinsang tilted his head to look at her.

And why were her cheeks red? "I've been going on about my friend, maybe it's a bit boring." "No, I like listening to you talk." Jiang Jinsang's voice was always calm and gentle, warm even when he wasn't cheerful, "And..." "I'd like to know more about you." That morning, Tang Wan, already feeling fuzzy-headed, felt her heart skip a beat with his words. Fiddling with her hair, her fingers accidentally brushed against her earlobe...

It was burning hot.

"Oh, right, about your 'aunt'..." Jiang Jinsang's tone seemed somewhat meaningful.

Tang Wan knew that upon their first encounter, Jiang Jinsang must have thought her aunt was a rather fierce person, and she immediately tried to clarify, "Actually, my aunt is really nice, even though she's a year younger than me, she takes very good care of me." "That Zhang Defu, you know what kind of person he is. Surely, the situation wasn't just as simple as insulting Grandpa-it must have been incredibly nasty for my aunt to have hit him." "She's usually very gentle." Jiang Jinsang nodded, "I know. It's just that, watching her fight, she seemed like she had training." "Actually, many people want to go abroad these days. While saspects may be better overseas, it's not necessarily safer. So she specifically learned sself-defense." "That's true." In scountries, private citizens can own guns, and if public safety is threatened, the casualties can be very severe.

"And those little self-defense tricks I know, she taughtall of them," Tang Wan said with a smile. "She said it's definitely useful for a girl to learn sself-defense and forcedto practice a few moves." Jiang Jinsang nodded. It turned out that the skills Tang Wan knew were all taught by her aunt.

However, from Tang Wan's description and his own observations at the door, Jiang Jinsang could almost be certain that this aunt was not like the members of the Zhang Family who would make trouble. But whether she was a friend or foe, that was a different question.

Tang Wan didn't want Jiang Jinsang to think her aunt was really wild and violent, explaining for a long while, and Jiang Jinsang listened intently, as if pondering something...

What was he thinking? About my aunt? Tang Wan pursed her lips, running her fingers through her hair, unable to see through his thoughts.

** The two of them returned to the courtyard, each heading back to their own rooms.

When Jiang Jinsang went to his room, Jiangjiang had already returned. Standing on a little stool, he was earnestly brushing his teeth in front of the mirror, his hair sticking up...

Like a hedgehog.

Seeing Jiang Jinsang cback, he quickly rinsed his mouth and asked, "Uncle, what happened outside?"

"Nothing much. Your sister's grandpa and auntie cover. Remember to greet them later when you goàút, don't be dude, Jiang Jinsang reminded him, deciding there was no need to tell him about the incident with Zhang Defu. "My sister's grandpa and aunt..." Jiangjiang's eyes lit up, "I have to make a good impression." Jiang Jinsang watched him quickly wash his face and start rummaging through his clothes, even urging him to help fix his hair into a style. Neat and tidy, they went to the front hall together.

** In the Tang Family's living room At that time, the aunt had also returned, chatting with the two elders, seemingly aware that there were children in the house, and not surprised to see Jiangjiang.

"Hello, Grandpa Tang, Grandpa Shen, Sister Shen!"

"Csit over here!" Old Mr. Tang, in a good mood, was all smiles, beckoning him over, "J "Jiangjiangm X there's a problem with how you're addressing her. This lady here is your sister Tang Wan's aunt; if you call her 'Sister' as well, the family titles will get all mixed up."

"But Grandma said that any older girl who is pretty should be called 'Sister.' Are you saying she's pretty? Jiangjiang Batted his eyes, speaking with utmost sincerity, which prompted laughter from everyone in the room. "This kid has such a sweet tongue, no wonder he was said to be adorable and likable," laughed Old Mr. Shen. "Grandpa Shen, you're very handstoo!" "Handsat my age?" Though the elder stated the contrary, the smile on his face deepened-who doesn't like to hear nice things? However, the aunt observed them play with the child without participating. Instead, she glanced over at Jiang Jinsang with a slight lift of her brows and headed toward the yard.

One look, and a clever person would probably understand.

Jiang Jinsang followed her out.

Even the elders in the living room noticed their movements, exchanged glances, and felt puzzled.

These two didn't know each other. As they were busy entertaining the child, they hadn't had the chance to introduce them to each other. How cthey suddenly left together? As they reached the porch in front of the Hua Mei's cage, the girl fed the bird. Her gaze did not fall on Jiang Jinsang. Hearing his footsteps approaching, she spoke in a suppressed voice, "You're Jiang Number Five, right?" "Yes, I'm Jiang Jinsang..." "You like our Wanwan!" It wasn't a question. She sounded exceptionally certain. Perhaps it was that terrifying intuition of a woman.

Jiang Jinsang's eyes narrowed slightly. So direct?