Jiang Chengsi touched his nose.
Alright, it seems motorbikes have lost their charm for them.
"Why are you so late? I’ve told you not to move so far away. You see, it’s not easy even to have a al together. Don’t go back tonight, stay here, or stay over at Hexi’s place," the old lady said with a smile, looking at him.
Jiang Chengsi really didn’t feel like driving to East City, so he nodded in agreent.
"Where’s Xiaowu?" That kid said he had sothing to discuss with him. He’s been inside for so long but hasn’t been seen.
"Upstairs comforting the baby. For so reason, the baby suddenly started crying just now, and no one could calm him down. Only when Xiaowu held him did he quieten a bit," Fan Mingyu suddenly spoke up.
"Kids this age usually stick to their mothers. I’ve never seen one who clings so much to their father."
The tone had a hint of sourness.
Jiang Chengsi kept silent. He didn’t dare to join the conversation. Last ti, when he said that little guy was getting better-looking, the old lady imdiately retorted:
"Other people’s children are good-looking, right?"
"If you think they’re good-looking, go have one yourself!"
But how could he have a kid? He’s single, no girlfriend, no wife, where would he have a child from?
His grandma is relentless in her attempts to urge him to get married. Jiang Chengsi avoids the topic as much as possible, not saying a word more than necessary.
...
While waiting for dinner, Jiang Chengsi sat on the sofa playing with his phone. "Miss Xiao" had already sent a safe-arrival ssage an hour ago.
[Good to hear you got ho safely.]
[Did you just get ho?] The reply ca quickly.
[No, at my grandma’s for dinner.]
[That’s quite far. Thanks for driving back today.]
[No problem. Today, did you see any cars you liked? I know so friends, if you fancy any, I could get you a discount.]
...
Once the car talk started, it seed the topic was endless.
Even when Jiangjiang was showing off his skiing gear in front of him, soone seed indifferent, as if he hadn’t noticed.
"Uncle Four, who are you chatting with?" Jiangjiang leaned over, trying to take a peek. But Jiang Chengsi instinctively put his phone away. "What are you doing, kid? Don’t you know to respect adults’ privacy?"
"Can’t I look?" Jiangjiang pouted, his little face falling.
Usually, he could play with Uncle Four’s phone at will. He could look at anything. Today seed so different.
"Why do you want to see everything? Kids should focus on their studies, not think about playing gas on phones all day."
In the entire household, anyone else telling him to study was fine, but Jiang Chengsi...
He didn’t do well in school himself, having no face to ask Jiangjiang to excel. In academics, he let Jiangjiang do his best, and then he, the one who took him everywhere to play, was now telling him to study?
"Uncle Four, are you chatting with a girl?"
"Hmm?" Jiang Chengsi frowned. What’s up with kids these days? So precocious? "I’m not."
"Then show your phone. Otherwise, I won’t believe you!" Jiangjiang said, striking a pose like an inspector.
"Are you checking up on , kid?"
"You’re guilty!" Jiangjiang declared with certainty.
"When did I ever..."
"Great-grandma, Uncle Four is chatting with a girl—" Jiangjiang turned and ran to the old lady, and soon the whole family knew.
About ten minutes later, even Jiang Shiyi, who was far away at the lab, sent a ssage inquiring:
[Chengsi, I heard you’re getting along with a little girl?]
Jiang Chengsi was bewildered, not sure how the rumor escalated to this. Now, even explaining to everyone that they were only discussing buying a car, no one believed him.
Especially after Qi Zeyan found out and sent a ssage in the group chat:
[No wonder you refused to pick up from the airport. I thought you were joking when you said you had a date. Jiang Xiaosi, you’re sothing.]
Qi Zeyan’s input added to the credibility of the situation, and the rumor spread wildly among everyone.
...
anwhile, things were not calm in the Guandong Si Family either. Mrs. Si thought her daughter was out eting friends today.
However, she ca back with a rose, found a vase in a special Tiffin color, filled it with water, trimd the stem, and took the flower into her bedroom, taking care of it tenderly.
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