Pingjiang Airport was bustling with people. As Jiang Zhenhuan and his wife walked through the common exit, a barrage of ssages flooded in, making it hard to clear their heads. As soon as they were off the plane, they hurriedly called Jiang Jinsang.
"Hello, Mom—" Jiang Jinsang was driving and couldn’t take the call, so he switched on the speakerphone.
The information was overwhelming, and Fan Mingyu didn’t have ti to check each ssage, "What’s going on? The internet is full of rumors about you being cuckolded—did Wanwan cheat on you? That can’t be right."
"How could I lose my wife when I’m guarding her house?"
"My son is not excellent?" In the hearts of the parents, their child was always the most outstanding. "Who has she taken an interest in? I really want to see who this wild man is, daring to snatch a wife from our Jiang family!"
...
"Wild man?" Jiang Jinsang raised an eyebrow. What had the online rumors turned into?
"Exactly, everyone’s saying you’ve been cuckolded."
"Then... this wild man might be ."
"..."
"Wanwan and I might still need half an hour to get to the airport. We can talk more when we et."
While waiting, the couple collected their luggage and found a place to sit down; they finally had ti to go over everything and couldn’t help feeling a bit frightened afterwards.
The timing of the events was too unique, intricately interconnected; it was hard to believe it wasn’t orchestrated by soone.
"Is that man in the video Xie Jing?" Jiang Zhenhuan pointed at the two n caught in the act of infidelity.
"Yes."
"Why would he be in Pingjiang?"
"Who knows," Fan Mingyu scoffed lightly. "Soone doesn’t want our families forming an alliance. This drama—if it succeeds, the alliance would be off, and it could ruin Wanwan’s life entirely. Such malicious intent."
As they spoke, they made another call ho. The old lady, reassured of their safety, didn’t say much.
"Mom, Zhenhuan and I will be back in a few days. I’ve told Yanting to co ho early these days, and you need to take care of yourself too," Fan Mingyu was always worried.
The old lady rely laughed, "Don’t worry about . Just after you left, Zhaolin and Shuyan ca over, and they’ll stay for lunch. No need to worry about the house."
Fan Mingyu wasn’t naive; she caught on quickly, chuckled coldly after hanging up.
"What’s wrong?" Jiang Zhenhuan was always expressionless.
"Jiang Zhaolin brought his daughter to our house. Quite the timing."
Jiang Zhenhuan remained silent.
...
By the ti Jiang Jinsang and Tang Wan arrived at the airport, everyone tacitly avoided ntioning the day’s events.
"Auntie, let help you with the luggage." Jiang Zhenhuan and his wife ca to propose, and their luggage wasn’t much; it was mostly filled with gifts. Tang Wan tried to take over but hadn’t expected the items to be so heavy that she couldn’t lift them.
"Let do it." Jiang Jinsang took the luggage from her. "You are too tired from last night, you didn’t rest well—better not strain yourself."
Tang Wan’s face flushed red; the elders were present, and here he was, talking nonsense!
"I’m not that tired."
"Weren’t you complaining about backaches and soreness this morning?"
"I—" Tang Wan was at a loss for words. Normally, such phrases wouldn’t matter, but under the circumstances, they sounded downright scandalous.
Even Jiang Zhenhuan, whose expression never faltered, visibly twitched in annoyance. What was he saying? Taking advantage of the mont while fetching the luggage, he sternly glanced at soone and lowered his voice:
"Don’t be shaless—she’s a lady, do you have to talk nonsense?"
What an obscure chatter!
Jiang Jinsang glanced at his father. "I heard when you were pursuing mom, you went to her singing theatre and openly confessed—it was quite mushy."
"Jiang Xiaowu, are you asking for a spanking? Whoever told you that?"
Jiang Jinsang just smiled, "Being out of the scene doesn’t an the scene lacks legends of you."
Fan Mingyu was a very popular singer back in her days, and her marriage into the Jiang family had caused quite a sensation; even now, people still talked about their story.
After getting into the car, Fan Mingyu and Tang Wan sat in the back, holding hands as Fan Mingyu inquired about Mr. Tang’s health—her smile was slightly teasing.
Because of Jiang Jinsang’s nonsensical comnts, the way Fan Mingyu looked at her was as if...
As if she was already expecting!
Actually, last night at the hotel, this is what happened...
The incident with Xie Jing was sudden. The two of them had discussed and decided to play along, therefore they neither went ho nor stayed in the sa room; instead, Jiang Jiu and Jiang Cuo, along with Xie Jing and the bodyguard, checked into the room Xie Jing had already booked.
The four big n, looking at each other, had nothing else to do, so they began playing cards and drinking to pass the ti.
As for Tang Wan, she still couldn’t believe that Jiang Jinsang had actually fought.
"What are you looking at for?" Jiang Jinsang looked at her.
"You can actually fight?"
"Only for self-defense."
"It seems quite impressive."
"He’s great at close combat. He taught a bit when he had the ti."
"Then teach ."
"Want to learn?"
Tang Wan’s skills were only good enough to handle weaklings. Against a physically strong opponent, she’d stand no chance.
Jiang Cuo and the others were playing cards next door when they suddenly heard clanging noises coming from next door.
"Ah—be gentle." Tang Wan’s voice.
Four grown n looked at each other, especially Xie Jing, whose expression was the most unsightly.
What the hell? With all this happening tonight and a ss of things to do tomorrow, did these two really have the leisure to applaud love?
Jiang Jinsang’s voice was very soft, almost inaudible, while Tang Wan could occasionally be heard crying out.
Normally, it would be a scream, but through the wall, when it reached their ears, the minds of twisted listeners would definitely warp it.
Jiang Cuo coughed twice, "These two..."
"They sure know how to have fun."
Their voices lasted a while, making these four n horribly embarrassed.
To learn martial arts, you definitely need a warm-up stretch. Tang Wan had also learned to dance for a while when she was young, but ever since she started learning Cyan Feather, sitting for long periods, her spine and neck were stiffer than usual, so it was natural for her to cry out in pain while stretching.
Without warming up, it’s easy to get injured later. Jiang Jinsang was exceptionally strict about this, and the final result was...
Jiang Jinsang wanted to cuddle with her in bed that night but she kicked him away!
"Don’t touch , it hurts!"
She might not have felt it during the activity, but once she stopped, all sorts of aches ca calling, making her back and legs sore, and she really didn’t want him to touch her.
"Let massage it for you, otherwise it’ll hurt even more tomorrow." Jiang Jinsang had no choice but to let her cling to him unwillingly.
Jiang Jinsang might seem easygoing, but he’s actually quite tough-hearted. However, Tang Wan, holding his arm and calling out "Brother Wu" with a tender and soft voice, managed to lt half his body.
Once his body softened, the man’s heart could no longer harden.
Tang Wan rarely acted spoiled, but suddenly being this way was too much for any man to resist.
Jiang Jinsang massaged her calves, and she moaned softly.
Maybe it was because he touched an unusually sore spot, almost making Tang Wan burst into tears, "Be gentle!"
Her eyes were dewy, her voice trembling and pitiful as if she were feigning anger, making her look as if she was coquettishly complaining.
"Are you crying?"
"It hurts!" Her response was completely instinctive.
"Don’t talk to in that voice."
"What’s wrong?" Tang Wan, propping her chin with one hand and smiling at him, probably saw through his irritation. She intentionally teased him by pinching her voice, "Brother Wu—"
It was deliberately affected but enticing.
The faint murmur was like a spring breeze with hooks, aiming to entice his very soul.
"Brother Wu—" knowing he was almost at his limit, Tang Wan deliberately called out.
"If you keep this up, believe it or not, I can make you cry and unable to get out of bed!" His gaze intense, his voice deep, he was threatening her.
Jiang Jinsang rarely spoke in such a domineering tone. Normally, Tang Wan wouldn’t believe he could make her cry, but after tonight’s events and seeing the dominance inherent in him, he just might make her...
She imdiately cowered!
"..."
Tang Wan coughed and dared not act recklessly, lying on the bed while he continued to massage her legs. She didn’t know how long it had passed, but she eventually fell asleep.
Leaving Jiang Jinsang sitting by the bed, watching her for a long while before turning to the bathroom. He scooped cold water and washed his face several tis before feeling sowhat relieved from the stifling frustration.
The next morning, Tang Wan got out of bed with wobbly legs and almost couldn’t stand up.
With important events and hordes of reporters coming the next day, even if Jiang Jinsang wanted to, he couldn’t possibly choose such a ti.
**
The view shifts to this side.
By the ti several people traveled from the airport to the city center it was past eleven. After lunch, they dropped the couple at the hotel and then drove back to the Tang family’s mansion.
Xie Jing was in the yard, helping to clean dead branches and leaves as spring was almost here. Seeing Jiang Jinsang return...
He almost cried, looking like he had just seen his own father!
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