Chapter 567: 361 Fifth Master got his wish fulfilled, also cheered on by Master Huo? (Part 3 of 3)_3
“You think?”
“Full set! I get it.”
Jiang Cuo hung up the phone, still in disbelief as he looked at the person beside him, “My goodness, Jiang Jiu, has our man started driving today?”
“Probably even speeding.” Jiang Jiu was quite calm about it; they were married and had their certificate, so it was bound to happen sooner or later. There wasn’t anything surprising.
Jiang Cuo was stunned for a while before suddenly rembering sothing, “Fuck, did they wear seat belts while they drove?”
Jiang Jiu looked at him, an expression of idiocy on his face, “What’s it to you?”
…
anwhile, Tang Wan leaned against the headboard, also discussing this issue with Jiang Jinsang.
“Brother Wu, did we not…”
“Mhm.” Jiang Jinsang was bending over, picking up clothes scattered on the floor one by one. In the heat of the mont, other concerns were naturally forsaken, and the room had been left in quite a ss.
“What if I got pregnant?” Tang Wan felt a sudden panic.
She subconsciously touched her belly, as if she could already feel a new life brewing inside.
“We’d have the baby.”
They had married and collected their certificate; getting pregnant and having a child was quite normal.
“But…” It was so unexpected, without any preparation.
“What, you don’t want to have a child with ?” Jiang Jinsang suddenly leaned in close to her ear, his voice already husky, deliberately subdued, making it even more low and intense.
He teased her, inch by inch.
“It’s just that I wasn’t ready, it’s a bit sudden…”
“Planning for everything can be tiring, just go with the flow,” he said.
In fact, Tang Wan had another worry; she feared that Jiang Jinsang hadn’t fully recovered yet. If she were to get pregnant unexpectedly and without a plan, could it impact the child? She was just about to voice her concerns when her phone vibrated—it was Fan Mingyu calling.
“Hello, Auntie—”
Although they had their certificate, they hadn’t had their wedding ceremony or perford the tea ceremony for Fan Mingyu, so she hadn’t changed the way she addressed her.
“Where do you keep your undergarnts?”
“What?”
“Jiang Jiu ca back and said he needs a set of your clothes. He obviously can’t co to your room to search, so since I was coming to the old house tonight, I ca into your room,” Fan Mingyu said, her voice unable to conceal laughter, clearly aware of what the two of them had been up to.
She was living comfortably these days; her eldest son was about to be wed, and her youngest son would soon follow suit. If Tang Wan could bring good news this year and give her a grandchild next year, nothing could be better.
Tang Wan’s ears burned hot, “In the cabinet near my headboard.”
“Then I’ll take the liberty of getting them for you.”
“Thank you, Auntie.”
“You’re welco. Have fun with Xiaowu outside; there’s no rush to co back.”
Fan Mingyu couldn’t wait for the two of them not to co ho, but Tang Wan’s face flushed at her words.
So, what they just did had already spread to the old house?
After Jiang Jiu got the clothes, he drove back to the hotel, where Fan Mingyu and the old lady were watching TV and cheerfully discussing what to na Jiang Jinsang’s future child.
Jiang Zhenhuan sat on the side, feeling sowhat of a headache. They weren’t even sure of a child yet, let alone actual pregnancy—it seed they were too anxious.
But he dared not speak out, fearing the collective rebuke.
**
When the clothes were delivered, Tang Wan, holding the fresh change of clothes, rushed into the bathroom in a fluster, took a quick shower, and couldn’t help but curse Jiang Jinsang for being a beast when she saw the person in the mirror.
Her body, contrary to so exaggerations, was not so sore that she couldn’t get out of bed; however, it was still uncomfortably achy.
Plus, when the effects of the alcohol wore off, she had a bit of a headache; after the shower, she felt utterly lethargic.
When she stepped out of the bathroom, the bed sheets and covers had been changed to fresh ones, obviously, soone had cleaned up.
Jiang Jinsang had already changed into fresh clothes, dressed in white shirt and black pants, clear and warm, unlike her struggle to straighten up her waist, her whole appearance disheveled.
“Drink so water before eating.” Jiang Jinsang’s care was ticulous, and Tang Wan, genuinely uncomfortable, indulged herself, letting him tend to her.
She was too lazy to move her body; after eating, she fell asleep as soon as she touched the bed.
Jiang Jinsang tidied up the al boxes. He had no desire to sleep, so he opened his phone and glanced at it—Fan Mingyu had sent him a ssage half an hour ago.
She didn’t say it outright but seed to remind him to be considerate of his wife and not overdo it.
His mother was well aware of what kind of person her son was—tasting a bit of sweetness, he might be quite demanding. She was concerned not just for Tang Wan but also for his health.
Jiang Jinsang replied to her ssage and opened the group chat with their few friends. Qi Zeyan was hopping around in the group, grumbling about his grandfather pushing him to find a match again.
[Old man is too much; he actually said that my role in the Qi Family is to carry on the lineage.]
[Listen to this, is this sothing a grandfather should say?]
[Used to say I was his treasure, his dear heart, and now he tells I’m just a breeding machine!]
Jiang Jinsang sent a facepalming emoji.
The group fell into a shocked silence, followed by sending a hug emoji.
Qi Zeyan frowned: [@Jiang Jinsang, were you hacked?]
[It’s .]
[I don’t believe it.] Emoji hugs? Is this still Jiang Jinsang?
[You told after you t Wanwan, you were smitten with her, and I thought you had a screw loose, digging under my wall and even telling about it.]
[Shut the hell up!] Qi Zeyan felt that this exchange was pure cringe history, [What’s gotten into you tonight, sending those emojis in the wee hours?]
It was almost eleven o’clock at that point.
[Feeling good.]
Jiang Yanting chid in: [I took the kids for dinner at the old house tonight, he and the sister-in-law didn’t co ho.]
Jiang Chengsi: [I think I sll a certain aroma…]
…
During a pause in the group, a few minutes later, a certain Mr. Huo suddenly ca online and sent two words:
[Congratulations.]
Jiang Jinsang cheekily replied: [Thanks, you too should buckle down, find soone soon.]
Usually, the person wouldn’t reply, but for so inexplicable reason today, he actually did:
[Thanks, I will try hard.]
Qi Zeyan, holding his phone, was laughing until he cried; Jiang Xiaowu, did you know what that guy’s intentions were? And you’re cheering him on?
Cheer on your sis!
Qi Zeyan held his phone, laughing and crying, which elicited a couple of extra looks from old Mr. Qi.
Oh dear—his silly grandson, even he couldn’t stand watching, no wonder no one wanted him.
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