"What’s wrong?" The old master looked at her, a face of shock, yet his expression was leisurely.
After sitting down, he surveyed the pot of mint on her table and leaned in to sll it. That the mint was still alive in her room was indeed no small feat.
Soone who couldn’t even keep a cactus alive had actually taken good care of this pot of mint.
"Is this our family’s household registration book?" Tang Wan’s voice trembled slightly, incredulous as she looked at her own grandfather.
Jiang Jinsang hadn’t hung up the phone, and at the ntion of the household registration book, his eyes lit up.
Tang Wan, clutching the dark red booklet in astonishnt, wondered if he had co knocking on her door in the dead of night, acting like a thief, just to deliver this household registration book to her?
In the past, he couldn’t wait to push her off to Jiang Jinsang, but now, he had even handed the household registration book to her. Lucky for her that the Civil Affairs Bureau wasn’t owned by him, otherwise...
"It’s not from our family, then whose would it be? This household registration book, your dad used to keep it. Tonight he drank too much, so I just took it out with ease."
"With ease?" Tang Wan bit her lip. "I rember the household registration book is kept in a safe, isn’t it? How did you get the password?"
"Your dad, with his stubborn mind, the password is either your or your mother’s birthday. I tried twice and it opened," the old master huffed. "I could even figure out your dad’s bank card PIN, believe it or not?"
Tang Wan coughed softly, "So why are you giving the household registration book?"
"Don’t you need a household registration book to get married and register?"
"But Xiaowu and I haven’t planned to register yet..."
"Nonsense!" The old master’s hand shook, and he plucked off a few mint leaves. "I heard that before Xiaowu woke up, you told your dad that as soon as he woke up, you would go register. Did you say that or not?"
Tang Wan remained silent.
"With your dad’s temperant, trying to take the household registration book from his hands would be harder than reaching the heavens. Anyway, now that the book is in your hands, whenever the two of you want to go register, it’s all good."
"This is technically stolen by you, if my dad finds out, he..."
"What stolen! I am the head of this household, what’s wrong with taking the household registration book? Besides, I asked him before I took it." The old master rubbed the mint leaves in his hands, "I asked him if I could take away the household registration book, and he nodded his head."
"Right, I even recorded it. Don’t believe ? I’ll show you." The old master said, pulling out a brand-new smartphone from his pocket.
"When did you get a new phone?"
"So days ago, Xiaowu bought it for . I used to think a simple feature phone was good enough, but now I find smartphones quite handy."
Tang Wan frowned. When had Jiang Jinsang sneaked a phone to her grandfather?
Sneakily winning over hearts.
The old master had presbyopia and squinted for a while before he flipped through and found a video. In the fra, Tang Yunxian was so drunk he was oblivious, probably not even aware of who was in front of him, just nodding chanically.
"Grandfather, I feel this..." Tang Wan pursed her lips; this really wasn’t quite proper.
"I’m tired, off to sleep now."
"Grandfather..."
"Ah, is it going to rain soon or what? My waist and legs suddenly feel a bit sore." The old master went on talking to himself, not allowing her any chance to speak.
After a minute, she finally rembered the video call with Jiang Jinsang, which hadn’t been hung up. He might have heard everything, but by the ti she took the phone, the call had already been disconnected. When she tried calling back...
"Finished talking with Grandfather?" Jiang Jinsang spoke gently, no different from usual.
"When did you disconnect the call?"
"After Grandfather ca in, I thought you might have so private matters to discuss, so I hung up. What’s up?"
"Nothing."
...
Tang Wan, gripping the household registration book, felt her palms getting hot; she had no idle thoughts to delve into other matters.
Given what she knew about Jiang Jinsang, if he was to find out her grandfather had handed her the household registration book, who knew what cunning plan he would co up with next.
And Jiang Jinsang, having hung up the call and unable to sleep, got out of bed, put on a coat, and prepared to go out.
"Dad, where are you going so late?" Jiang Cuo and Jiang Jiu were almost always at the door. He was still a patient at this ti, and if anything happened, he needed soone close by to take care of him.
"Exercise my body."
The two stood there dumbfounded. It’s the middle of the night, and out in the suburbs, what are you wandering out for?
"Uncle Zhou said I should exercise daily, in small but frequent amounts."
That made sense, but in the dead of night, what really were you up to?
The two of them couldn’t stop him and could only follow behind. After nightfall, the wind in the suburbs was chilly...
...Yet soone was in high spirits, taking two strolls before heading back.
He obediently took his dication and went to bed early, his "law-abiding" behavior was sowhat terrifying.
Jiang Cuo clicked his tongue, "This is the least troubleso and most spirited he’s been since Miss Tang left. What’s going on? It’s weird..."
Jiang Jinsang was never a "nice guy," and when Tang Wan was around, he still cared about face. The mont she left, sotis he truly was difficult to serve.
Seeing the person beside him silent, Jiang Cuo nudged him with his elbow, "Hey, do you think our master has suddenly changed his personality after the surgery?"
Jiang Jiu bluntly replied, "Changed personality? I’m more inclined to believe he took the wrong dicine."
...
**
The next day, at the Jiang Mansion in Beijing,
Qi Zeyan made a special trip to visit before going to work, and also brought along a few property options he had recently selected for him.
"Let tell you, I carefully picked these properties, whether it’s the location or the natural light, the use of shared space, and even the room layouts—everything is pretty good," Qi Zeyan said as he handed over an album with property layouts and so photos taken on-site.
"I’ve even taken care of schools and shopping centers in the vicinity for you. Take a look and see if there is anything you like."
Jiang Jinsang, with no known criteria, flipped through the materials very quickly...
Qi Zeyan initially wanted to say sothing like take your ti and look, I’m going to work, but seeing him finish flipping through the materials and looking towards him:
"There isn’t a single one I like."
"Jiang Jinsang, did you actually look carefully? The best apartnts in Beijing are all here. What more do you want? You’re not just ssing with , are you?"
Jiang Jinsang was always sly, and this wasn’t the first ti he had pulled such a thing. Qi Zeyan started fuming at the thought of the effort he took to find these properties could very well have been a joke to him.
"I’m not ssing with you. I really want to buy a property," Jiang Jinsang stated bluntly.
"Then tell clearly, what’s wrong with these properties, where are you not satisfied!" Qi Zeyan tugged at his tie, his expression clearly conveying:
If you don’t explain yourself clearly, I’ll strangle you with my tie right here in your bed.
But when a certain person spoke, the reason he provided was enough to make his well-grood hair stand on end, practically on the brink of exploding.
"The master bathroom and shower are too small."
Qi Zeyan was taken aback, "You’re making all this fuss because toilets are too small? Are you going to use the toilet or plan to roll around in it?"
"I want to install a large bathtub in my master bathroom now."
"Bathtub..." It took Qi Zeyan so seconds to react and then pointed at Jiang Jinsang, "You... shaless!"
"I have health issues, Uncle Zhou said regular baths are good for health. What’s wrong with wanting a larger bathtub? Plus, Wanwan is always hunched over working, I also hope to get a sizable tub so she can have a bath and relax," Jiang Jinsang said earnestly, even looking harmlessly at Qi Zeyan.
"Is your brain filled with nothing but filth?"
Qi Zeyan had never seen soone be so brazen and shaless, "Jiang Jinsang, don’t tell you’re not harboring any ulterior motives with that bathtub, you’re not thinking of..."
"Thinking what?" Jiang Jinsang, with his naturally harmless face, stared straight at him.
The look was as if saying:
I am pure; I haven’t thought about anything. It’s you who’s dirty; it’s you who’s filthy; it’s you who’s sordid!
Qi Zeyan was almost at the point of cursing. As a longti friend, how could he not know about Jiang Jinsang’s crooked ideas?
But the man staunchly denied it, and Qi Zeyan had no choice but to take a deep breath, "Apart from this, any other requirents for the property? Don’t wait till I find you a house and you start being picky again."
"To be further away from you."
"..."
Ruan ngxi and Xiaozhu were sitting in the car outside, waiting for him to co out. Seeing their boss bouncy as he entered and then stormy as he left, his tie askew with anger.
Looking like he’d swallowed explosives, red with rage.
"What happened? He was fine just now," said a bewildered Ruan ngxi, knowing all too well if the boss was in a bad mood, things would be tough for them subordinates.
"It’s often like this after seeing Fifth Master, routine business," Xiaozhu laughed.
Ruan ngxi pursed her lips. Jiang Jinsang was always polite and gentlemanly towards her. What on earth did he do to make their boss so furious?
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