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When Tang Wan ca out of the eting, Jiang Jinsang had already arrived at the studio. It was his first visit, and since there were not many employees at her studio, everyone had been in the eting for over three hours, leaving them all physically and ntally exhausted. When they saw him standing in front of a Cyan Feather screen, his fair skin set against the dark screen...
The phrase "a noble young master, with a gentle deanor as soft as jade," could describe him just about right.
Most employees, except for Chen Zhi and Xu Lin, were seeing him for the first ti. They stared with wide eyes, and so couldn’t help but gasp.
"Wait for for a second, I’ll go grab my bag," said Tang Wan, feeling a bit embarrassed under her employees’ teasing gaze.
"Hmm."
From the corner of her eye, Tang Wan noticed the bags from a coffee shop on each employee’s desk. "That is..."
"I bought them coffee and so snacks. It’s my first ti visiting, and I wasn’t sure what to bring."
"Five Master, you’re too polite," Chen Zhi laughed, and the other employees followed with thanks.
Before leaving, Tang Wan hurriedly asked him about his rehab process, while Jiang Jinsang took the bag from her hands, familiarly took her hand, and they walked out together. Due to the height difference, he always tilted his head slightly to speak close to her, accommodating her. Without any further intimate gesture, it was clear that their relationship was very close.
"I guess we won’t need lunch, I’m already full just from this dog food."
"Is he picking up Teacher Tang from work or blatantly showing off their love?"
"Five Master’s health doesn’t seem as bad as the rumors suggest, only paler than average. I truly can’t resist this kind of gentle, clean man."
...
Jinsang had booked the restaurant, and aside from selecting a dish of mushrooms and greens, the rest were all heavy, rich dishes.
"Can you eat this?" The food at Jiang’s ho was always under the strict supervision of the elderly lady, almost akin to boiled in plain water.
"My uncle Zhou said I could. He’s likely performing surgery right now, but you can ask him yourself later if you don’t believe ."
"I believe you," Jiang Jinsang said, which ant his health had recovered fairly well, and naturally, Tang Wan believed him.
Right after they finished eating and returned ho, Tang Wan had just taken off her coat when Jiang Jinsang knocked on her door, handing her a large kraft paper bag.
"What’s this?" It looked rather hefty.
"Open it and see."
Suspicious, Tang Wan unwrapped the paper bag, only to find it was filled with property deeds—all of which were originally under Jinsang’s na, but the owner listed on them had now been changed to her...
"Five Brother?" Tang Wan stared at him incredulously.
"Premarital property belongs to the individual."
"No, this..."
Tang Wan was no fool. Jiang Jinsang’s actions were clearly a declaration of his feelings, an assurance of his intense desire to be with her, effectively transferring all his assets to her. In case of any marital issues, Jiang Jinsang would be left with nothing.
She had an idea of just how many properties he owned, and this was practically giving her all his assets.
"As long as we’re together, it doesn’t matter who owns what, right?" Jiang Jinsang saw very clearly.
He had resolved to spend his life with Tang Wan. While it might sound cliche to talk about money and houses, he knew tangible assets provide real comfort.
It wasn’t that the Tang Family lacked anything; he simply wanted to show Tang Wan his seriousness.
Tang Wan fondled the thick stack of property deeds. "Didn’t you leave anything for yourself?"
"I just need to hold your hand and keep moving forward; why would I need a backup plan?"
Those words...
Really pierced right into her heart.
Tang Wan didn’t respond, yet the thick stack of deeds weighed heavily on her mind.
"What I’m doing isn’t ant to pressure you; I just want you to have no doubts about how serious I am about wanting to marry you, you understand?"
Jiang Jinsang knew she responded better to a softer approach, the lower he kept his stance, the softer her heart would beco.
Tang Wan bit her lip and suddenly blurted out:
"Why don’t we find so ti to get a marriage license?"
"Wanwan?" Jiang Jinsang hadn’t expected her to co out with such a suggestion right then. He had thought they had plenty of ti and could take things slow. "Are you serious?"
Tang Wan cleared her throat. "If you don’t want to, never mind."
"It’s not that, I do want to!"
So thoughts, so decisions, just co up spontaneously, not necessarily requiring deep contemplation.
Often, it’s that impulsiveness...
"How about we go today?" Strike while the iron is hot to avoid any potential second thoughts.
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