Chapter 294: 202 soone: Slandering the Fifth Master, flirting with Wanwan?
Outside the house, the cold wind was biting, but inside the Xie Family living room, warmth abounded.
Tang Wan followed Shen Zhixian into the house and, with her introduction, greeted the Xie Family mbers one by one, most of whom she had already t.
Elder Xie, dressed in a black satin jacket, looked spirited and vigorous, yet his experienced eyes were warm and peaceful.
“Elder Xie,” Tang Wan spoke to him, very politely, “I’m sorry for suddenly coming over and disturbing you.”
“It’s fine, the more the rrier.”
“This is my brother and sister-in-law,” Shen Zhixian introduced her.
Du Jinglan was familiar to her, but it was the first ti she saw the middle-aged man beside her. He wore a pinstriped shirt and a solid tie, his hair ticulously combed, with a dignified face and scholarly aura.
He bore so resemblance to Xie Duo. Perhaps it was the difference in age and experience, but he appeared more imposing.
This man was Xie Duo’s father—Xie Yongqi.
“Mr. Xie, Mrs. Xie,” Tang Wan greeted them in turn.
“Miss Tang!” Xie Tongtong took the initiative to greet her, the epito of a gracefully bred young lady.
Tang Wan exchanged a smile with her, but her gaze was drawn to a man coming down the stairs.
He looked around twenty-six or seven, of average appearance, dressed formally yet with an air of casual nonchalance. His eyes t Tang Wan’s, sharp and intent, scrutinizing her in a way that made it easy to feel invaded.
“Why have you only just co down?” Elder Xie chided with his words, though his face bore no anger.
“I took a phone call.” He smiled; although he was of average appearance and barely 1.75 ters tall, compared to Jiang Jinsang’s lean fra, he was even slightly plump. This made his sharp gaze, however, seem less ferocious. He turned and greeted Jiang Jinsang, “Fifth Master Jiang.”
By now, Jiang Jinsang had put down Taotao and rely responded indifferently, his deanor as usual.
“Miss Tang, right? Nice to et you, I’m Xie Jing.” He reached out his hand, seemingly ready to shake hands with Tang Wan.
However, Jiang Yanting suddenly walked over, leading Jiangjiang, and abruptly stood between them, leaving Xie Jing to first greet Jiang Yanting, “Second Master.”
“Long ti no see.” Jiang Yanting took his hand in a formal handshake, quickly letting go.
“Great-grandfather.” Jiangjiang was already running to Elder Xie’s side.
“Very good—” the old man said as he took out a red envelope from one side and handed it to him, “Everyone’s busy over the New Year, and I don’t know when we’ll et next, so here’s a red envelope for you ahead of ti.”
Jiangjiang seed hesitant.
“Take it when your great-grandfather gives it to you!” Elder Xie said, and with no further ado, he stuffed it into Jiangjiang’s pocket.
“What should you say?” Jiang Yanting smiled.
“Thank you, great-grandfather.” Receiving the red envelope made Jiangjiang genuinely happy.
“Alright, don’t just stand there, sit down.” Du Jinglan called for everyone to take a seat, “It’s been a long ti since our house was this lively…”
Jiang Yanting, today’s host, began to hand out the gifts he had brought. Afterward, Jiangjiang took out a square box from his little backpack and gave it to Taotao.
“This is for you.” Jiangjiang gave the gift with a proud look.
“For ?” Taotao was sowhat flattered and kept looking toward Shen Zhixian, clearly delighted to receive the gift.
“Aren’t you going to thank your brother quickly?” Brotherly love and sisterly courtesy, Shen Zhixian felt reassured seeing this scene.
“Thank you, brother, can I open it now?”
“Mm, I just bought it on a whim.”
But as Taotao unwrapped the gift, Jiangjiang couldn’t help but cast glances at her, eager to see her reaction to the gift, though he pretended to be indifferent.
A crystal ball with a small house featuring a red roof and white walls, and a snowman inside. With a shake and a flick of a switch, the snowflakes inside would cascade down, exceptionally delicate.
“I really like it.” Taotao, holding the Crystal Ball, was smitten.
Jiangjiang sat aside, affecting a cool deanor.
…
At this ti, everyone’s attention was on the children. Tang Wan, lowering her voice, asked Jiang Jinsang beside her, “Who is that Xie Jing? How is he related to the Xie Family?”
Having been imrsed in society for a long ti, Jiang Yanting should have known better and his seemingly unintentional interruption when coming over to shake her hand was surely out of the ordinary.
“He’s considered a distant relative of the Xie Family. After his parents passed away, he used to live with his aunt or uncle,” Jiang Jinsang also spoke softly.
“Originally, before my sister-in-law’s father’s line had no male heirs, and while her father was seriously ill, the Xie Family thought of adopting a son for him, otherwise, he would have died without children to mourn him. Xie Jing, having no parents, beca the top choice.”
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