Tang Old Man was so upset he could barely breathe. "Where do I have the face to receive them at our house!"
Perhaps because there had been no movent inside the Tang Family residence, soone actually tried to push the door open. The old door creaked loudly from the impact. Tang Old Man, unwell after surgery and prone to anger, sat aside without saying anything. It was Old Master Shen who coldly snorted, "Yunxian, keep an eye on your father; I’ll go have a look."
"Father—" There were only old people in this house, and Tang Yunxian alone couldn’t take care of them all.
As soon as Old Master Shen opened the door, a reporter who had been leaning against it nearly stumbled in. When they saw that the person coming out wasn’t a mber of the Tang Family, they were montarily stunned...
Old Master Shen stood erect, his spirit lively and a bit of a paunch, but he looked rather benevolent.
"Old Master Shen has co out," the surrounding neighbors murmured.
"Are you all gathered here for sothing?" Old Master Shen surveyed the crowd.
People in Pingjiang all knew that Tang Yunxian’s deceased wife was from the Shen Family, and Old Master Shen had been a significant figure in his day. Everyone in the Shen Family was formidable.
As for the affair with Tang Wan, without solid proof, nobody wanted to stick their neck out first. They looked at each other, and no one spoke.
"If there’s sothing to say, say it!"
Still, no one dared to rush forward. He turned to close the door and leave when a reporter couldn’t stand it anymore. Having finally got soone to co out, they couldn’t just let him leave so easily. A foot stepped forward and a hand pressed against the door!
"How dare you, causing a public disturbance. I haven’t called the police to arrest you all, and what, now you want to barge in?"
"You had nothing to say just now. Now you’re charging in?"
"Who gave you the courage!"
Old Master Shen’s voice bood like a bell, frightening the reporter into retracting his hand!
"Bang—" The door was shut!
The reporters were quite startled, Old Master Shen was a bit intimidating!
Having gone out once, Old Master Shen quieted things down considerably; at least now no one dared to make a racket. As he was about to go back to the front hall, he heard soone outside shout, "There’s news about Tang Wan! She’s at the Luoxia Hotel!"
The reporters outside, swarming like bees, vanished in an instant...
And the reporters who had been blocking the studio got the ssage too, grabbing their equipnt and heading for the hotel.
"I heard she’s having a room with soone outside? Soone from inside the hotel ntioned it..."
"Don’t talk nonsense; she’s about to get engaged."
"That’s what makes it explosive. Isn’t Fifth Master Jiang still absent?"
"F*ck, no wonder he hasn’t shown up. This is too much—like seven lons on the sa vine, it’s going to explode today."
The reporters clamored, charging as if to catch adulterers, scattering in all directions.
**
In the Jiang Family residence of Beijing at the mont
The old lady was squinting her eyes as she threaded a needle. She had once made a small tiger for Jiangjiang. A few days ago, Taotao ca over and said she liked it, so the old lady was preparing to make one for her too, but her eyesight was not good due to her age, even threading a needle was difficult.
"Old Madam, let do it." A servant of the Jiang Family walked over with a smile.
"No, I can handle it."
As she spoke, her hand shook, and the tip of the needle pricked her finger, drawing a bead of blood. Fingers being connected to the heart, it naturally hurt, and she frowned slightly. "Haven’t they arrived in Pingjiang yet?"
"If the master and madam have arrived, they would have called."
The old lady took a deep breath, feeling uneasy.
*
Inside the Luoxia Hotel in Pingjiang
Tang Wan had just finished freshening up, yawning as she ca out of the bathroom. Jiang Jinsang handed her a cup of warm water, and at that mont there was a knock on the door.
Jiang Jinsang, who was closer, opened the door, and Jiang Cuo said with a grin, "Boss, the reporters are almost here."
"Wanwan, are you ready?"
"My back is killing ; I’m dead tired." After saying that and yawning again, Tang Wan added, "I’m going to splash my face with cold water."
Jiang Cuo, eyeing Jiang Jinsang, wiggled his eyebrows and said, "Boss, congratulations!"
Jiang Jinsang stayed silent and just slamd the door shut with a "bang."
Last night, their Fifth Master looked so dashing, swooping in to save the beauty—Tang Miss must have been dumbstruck. Alone with a man, sparks must have flown, right?
They were just next door. The hotel soundproofing was average, and it sounded quite... intense!
Jiang Cuo touched his nose, wondering if it was a done deal.
But then again, if Xie Jing had succeeded last night, and with today’s news set to blow up, reporters storming in, it would be one thing linked to another—a terrifying thought.
Was it ant to destroy Tang Wan and incidentally give his Fifth Master a giant green hat...
All the people and events involved could ripple from Pingjiang to the Beijing circle.
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