People might even think that she deliberately stirred up the news because she wanted to be associated with the Jiang Family, which would be utterly embarrassing.
"Grandpa, what do we do now? We can’t just stand by and watch my little aunt be left all alone, without any support..." Xie Tongtong said with a worried face.
Outsiders wouldn’t understand, but the Xie Family knew all too well that Shen Zhixian had a child with her. If the Jiang Family were to step forward, it would not only be recognizing her but also accepting a child that didn’t belong to their family.
Private contact is one thing, but going public is another.
"Wait and see, if the Jiang Family doesn’t step in, I’ll handle it. But from now on, the Jiang Family mbers can forget about stepping into our house..." Old Master Xie put down his chopsticks with no appetite.
anwhile, the atmosphere at the Jiang Family’s place was completely opposite to that at the Xie Family’s.
Old Madam: "Tsk—these reporters are no good. Does our Yanting not deserve a little exposure?"
"Zhixian does look quite good in these photos," Fan Mingyu said with a smile.
Jiang Zhenhuan looked at the photos and continued eating quietly.
Apparently, this matter was less important to him than his al.
Jiang Jinsang also appeared relaxed and at ease. It seed he was eager to stop being the mysterious man and couldn’t wait to make a public announcent. There was no need for him to worry about it.
Old Madam put down her phone and turned to Jiang Chengsi, "Chengsi, why aren’t you talking?"
"Brother and sister-in-law are well-matched," he responded perfunctorily.
"Have you no other thoughts?"
"What thoughts?"
"Don’t you want to find a girlfriend?" Old Madam frowned.
Jiang Chengsi felt a chill. Lately, even the night cries of a stray cat could sohow be linked to him finding a partner. It looked like he wouldn’t be able to stay in this house much longer...
**
At that mont at Qi Group
Qi Zeyan was about to take the elevator down when he received a call from Jiang Yanting, "Hello—"
"Where is she?"
"Seems to be in the parking lot on the negative second floor. I’m about to just..." Qi Zeyan didn’t finish his sentence when he heard a dial tone. "Hey, Jiang Yanting!"
Damn, did he just hang up on him?
At that ti in the parking garage, the reporters dared not co too close but were also unwilling to let her leave just like that. More reporters were starting to show up, and the surroundings were jam-packed.
The security staff from Qi Group had already arrived, but they were overwheld and couldn’t get through the crowd, let alone rescue Shen Zhixian.
Another sharp screech of brakes sounded, and everyone initially thought it was probably another reporter, but Shen Zhixian, holding onto Tang Wan, made sure to protect her behind her.
"Hey—" Qi Zeyan had taken the elevator down but before he could speak up, he heard a reporter exclaim, "The Second Master is here!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the shout and saw a tall man with an imposing aura and a face as cold as ice stepping out of a car, the door held open by an assistant.
Dressed in a black suit, his brows and eyes conveyed a bleak austerity, and his restrained presence was fully unveiled, and the dark depths of his eyes were startlingly haunting and enigmatic.
He arrived in a hurry, coated in the dust of the road, with a desolate expression.
With a faint glance at the reporters lugging caras around, the daggers shooting from his eyes were sharper than the cold winter winds, as if they had the power to cleave people apart.
"Is it really the Second Master? What’s he doing here? Is he at Qi Group for a eting, or..." Jiang Yanting, who was always low-profile and with a little ancestor at ho, was rarely invited to evening banquets in Beijing.
"Damn... It’s really him in the flesh!"
"Don’t just stand there, move aside, Tang Wan is inside. She’s practically his sister-in-law."
The chaotic crowd spontaneously parted to create a path.
The silence around was eerie; the parking garage, which echoed naturally, amplified the steady sound of his footsteps, as if he was walking on ice—so heavy that one could almost hear the cracking of the ice with each step.
"Second Master, how co you’re here!" a reporter suddenly called out. Jiang Yanting gave him a glance, their eyes t, and the chilling disdain in his gaze seed to freeze the blood in one’s veins.
An elite bearing yet with a rebellious spirit, that is the Jiang Family’s Second Master.
Ruan ngxi had also followed down and seeing Jiang Yanting arrive, she stood behind Qi Zeyan with relief, "Boss, I’m sorry, about this..."
"Shh—"
Qi Zeyan stood outside the crowd, wanted to watch the drama from a close distance but too embarrassed to push through, especially given his reputation in society...
Then, Ruan ngxi saw her own boss tiptoeing...
Are you seriously this nosy?
Everyone assud Jiang Yanting was here either for business or for Tang Wan. He stopped in front of Shen Zhixian, looking as stern as ever.
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