Jiang Xiaowai leaned against her, still unaware that his parents were leaving, and kept giggling.
"Don’t worry, I’ll help take care of the child," Fan Mingyu said with a smile.
Jiang Zhenhuan usually wore a cold expression, and he rarely showed emotions. Having been married to his wife for many years, they were considered an old couple, and Valentine’s Day didn’t excite them like it did the younger generation.
But...
He really didn’t want to bring this child along; the kid was too clingy and restless in his sleep, kicking him with his feet.
**
On Valentine’s Day
Jiang Jinsang and Tang Wan set off early in the morning. When Xiaowai Shu was still asleep, he hazily felt his mother kiss him several tis, twisted a bit, then continued sleeping.
The two drove themselves without anyone else accompanying them, and during the drive, Tang Wan would call ho every so often to inquire about their son’s situation.
What was supposed to be a romantic trip for the couple ended up being preoccupied by his wife’s worries.
"With my parents and grandma around, they’ll take good care of him."
"I know, it’s just that since he was born, I haven’t been away from him for this long." Before having a child, Tang Wan never imagined she’d be so attached to him.
Jiang Jinsang pursed his lips; he really wished ti would fast forward 18 years, by which point the kid should be going to college.
Whether he studies out of town or chooses a university in Beijing, just kick him out to live on his own.
Maybe by then Wanwan would pay him more attention.
"Sis posted on her social dia, they’re on an island, the scenery looks pretty nice. Once Xiaowai gets older, we should bring him along for a trip," Tang Wan suggested while scrolling through her phone.
"Sure."
These days, Tang Wan seldom went three sentences without ntioning the kid; even when they arrived at the resort hotel and saw so souvenir shops, she was thinking about buying sothing for their son.
Jiang Jinsang felt like he was just a sidekick, tagging along.
...
anwhile, Jiang Chengsi had scheduled a eting with "Miss Xiao" in the afternoon, and today, instead of driving, he rode a conspicuous BMW heavy motorcycle.
This heavy-duty motorcycle wasn’t the best in terms of performance among his vehicles.
As Qi Zeyan put it:
This was the flashiest one!
When he parked the motorcycle at the entrance of the residential area, nearby, there happened to be two little girls selling flowers. They noticed he was dressed in black, wearing a helt, and it was clear the motorcycle was very expensive; the mont he took off the helt, his face was cheeky and unruly.
This was obviously soone waiting for a date with their girlfriend, a potential custor.
Yet the two little girls were hesitating to approach him.
Jiang Chengsi noticed them too, leaned slightly forward over his motorcycle, and waved them over.
The two little girls then ran over.
The roses were packed one by one.
"Brother, would you like to buy so flowers? They’re ten yuan each."
"Ten yuan each?" Jiang Chengsi had never bought roses, so for 99 flowers, wouldn’t it cost nearly a thousand yuan?
"It’s always this price on Valentine’s Day," the young girl said boldly.
"Can’t you give a discount?"
"If you buy a lot, there could be a discount. Depends on how many you want to buy."
Jiang Chengsi chuckled, thinking of that mischievous little rascal who had swindled him out of over ten thousand yuan, he could only marvel at how kids these days had beco such savvy earners.
When "Miss Xiao" ca out, she imdiately noticed Jiang Chengsi holding a bouquet of roses.
The motorcycle was black, he was dressed in black too, and the fiery red roses stood out prominently. He was chatting with the two little flower sellers, she pressed her lips together tightly, trying to suppress the wild beating of her heart as she headed towards him.
"You’re here." Jiang Chengsi remained calm, as they were scheduled to have driving lessons today. She was dressed in pants, wore light makeup that looked simple yet carried a bit of a clever touch, appearing vibrant and charming.
"Fourth Master."
"These are for you." The last rose he received was from a silly passerby, so this was the first ti he bought flowers to give to soone!
Not knowing what to say, he simply stuffed them into her arms.
She imdiately cradled the flowers in her arms, the subtle fragrance of the roses filling her senses completely.
Others always said the scent of roses was intoxicating, and she used to just smile at that.
Now it seed, the scent of roses was not only intoxicating but overwhelming...
Overwhelming enough to make one’s face blush, heart throb.
"Brother, is this your girlfriend? She’s really pretty." After chatting for a while, the two flower-selling girls had familiarized themselves with Jiang Chengsi and found him not that intimidating, so they spoke more boldly.
Before Jiang Chengsi could respond, another voice chid in, "No, I’m not his girlfriend."
The two girls seed a bit embarrassed, quickly saying goodbye to them and running off to sell their flowers elsewhere, while Jiang Chengsi exchanged a glance with her, his eyes conveying an unclear aning.
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