?Chapter 45: 045 Coming in person to poach from Wuye’s turf? Chapter 45: 045 Coming in person to poach from Wuye’s turf? The sudden downpour turned into a curtain of rain, blurring all the lights of Pingjiang City into a single swath, as if they were part of an oil painting.
Qi Zeyan gripped his winess tightly.
He vaguely remembered that he had indeed joked about Tang Wan’s name.
The expression of his assistant remained unchanged as he set the materials aside, “Boss, shall I step out?”
“Why step out when I haven’t finished speaking?”
“That…” the assistant pursed his lips, “Don’t you need some time alone, to process this matter?”
After all…
When the spark of infatuation was snuffed out, didn’t one need some time alone to drink and dissipate it?
“Process what? Just give me a summary of her situation, I can’t be bothered to flip through the materials.”
“This is the one the Jiang Family has taken a liking to…” The assistant’s voice carried a hint of hesitation.
Mainly because if the fifth master or the Jiang Family really took a liking, the most probable action they’d take was to…
Dig a hole, bury their boss, and give him a grand funeral!
And then probably stomp on the soil twice more, fearing he wasn’t dead enough.
Qi Zeyan, however, didn’t mind, “Their family originally came to break off the engagement, and besides, a verbal marriage agreement has no basis. She’s unmarried, and I am fond of her, so why can’t I pursue her?”
The assistant nodded; this reasoning was sound. The fifth master came over to break off the engagement, after all, it wasn’t like poaching from a brother.
He picked up the materials and highlighted the key points about Tang Wan to Qi Zeyan.
Qi Zeyan listened carefully as he drank his wine.
His budding feelings had just rippled a little when he felt a huge wave crashing head-on, mming him onto the beach, where he could only struggle helplessly.
But if the Jiang Family wanted to call off the engagement, wasn’t that a golden opportunity sent by the heavens?
**
On the other hand
When Tang Wan returned home, Jiang Jinsang was sitting in the front hall watching an evening show about cultural relics.
Outside, the rain beat down and the wind was cold, but inside, someone had left amp on for her, and naturally, that felt different.
“Back already?” Jiang Jinsang turned his head to see her, slightly wet from rain but in overall good shape, “Did the client meeting go smoothly?”
“Quite well.”
“Chen Ma left some food for you; want to eat something? Or would you rather go straight to your room?”
“I’ll eat something.” Tang Wan had gone to discuss business seriously and hadn’t had the appetite to eat anything.
Once back home and feeling rxed, she was more at ease. She took off her coat, rolled up her sleeves slightly, and carried the food from the kitchen to the table.
She was lean, d in white top and ck pants, looking intellectual and elegant. Jiang Jinsang’s gaze followed her as she tied up her hair, revealing her fair and slender neck…
The pads of his fingers that had brushed against her skin earlier seemed to still hold their warmth.
Chen Ma had left a lot of food, and Tang Wan couldn’t carry it all in one go. She heard footsteps and turned to find Jiang Jinsang already by her side, “Need a hand?”
“Yes, thank you.” Tang Wan’s tone still held a degree of formality when speaking with him.
The old house’s kitchen was naturally small, and with Jiang Jinsang stepping inside, it was inevitable that their bodies would brush against each other.
As Tang Wan turned with the dishes in hand to head for the dining room, her shoulder inadvertently swept across his chest. She was currently wearing a thin white blouse, and through the fabric, she could distinctly feel his body temperature…
Warm, yet it seemed as though it could burn one’s skin.
Tang Wan ate while Jiang Jinsang watched television by her side.
“Master, why don’t you go back to your room first? It’s quite cold outside.” Tang Wan felt a bit guilty having him apany her the whole time.
“No worries. Take your time eating; I’m not in a hurry.”
…
When Tang Wan had finished eating, although the two of them did not share an umbre, there was something subtly intimate about walking back to the courtyard together.
In fact, their rtionship had progressed, but that didn’t mean there had to be any physical contact. eptance in one’s heart was the most important aspect, and Jiang Jinsang felt a closer connection with Tang Wan tonight, content in his heart, he had a good night’s sleep.
At this moment, he was unaware that a huge “surprise” would be waiting for him the next morning!
**
The next day
Although the sky hadn’t cleared up, it wasn’t raining either, which made it perfect weather for sleeping, so the Tang Family all got up a bitte and didn’t have breakfast until around nine o’clock.
The old patriarch’s rheumatic legs hurt, and although he didn’t lie in bed, lounging in his chair he was toozy to move, leaving the task of feeding the birds to Jiang Jinsang.
Tang Wan had been reading in her own study but quickly came to the front hall, “Grandfather, Master, I’ll have a business partnering over shortly.”
“A business partner?” the old Tang lifted his eyelids slightly.
“They want to see my work environment, they’ll be arriving soon. I just wanted to inform you in advance.”
“Then I’ll change my clothes.”
At home, the old Tang naturally dressed casually, but he was a man of dignity and style; receiving guests at home meant at least dressing presentably, if not formally.
“That sponsor of the Qing Pce Drama?” Jiang Jinsang inquired. He knew Tang Wan was currently involved with only this project, but she hadn’t mentioned the specific partners, and he hadn’t asked.
“Yes, just two people, they shouldn’t disturb you,” Tang Wan knew Jiang Jinsang liked his peace and quiet.
…
Approximately ten minutester, the sound of a car came from outside, and Tang Wan went out to greet them personally.
Jiang Jinsang held a bird teasing stick in his hand and stood on the porch, silent, listening to the activity outside.
But Hua Mei, seeing him clutching the stick and not ying with her, chirped twice loudly, drowning out the conversation outside.
Jiang Jinsang frowned, and the stick poked into Hua Mei…
Jiang Jiu stood by the side and adjusted his sunsses, Master was a bit too harsh with the bird.
In the meantime, Tang Wan had already opened the door, with Qi Zeyan and his assistant getting out of the car, bringing numerous gifts—flowers, fruits, tonic products—filling the trunk.
The Tang family’s old house was located in the old part of town, where the infrastructure was outdated, even the roads were uneven. Qi Zeyan frowned slightly getting out of the car due to the puddles…
He loved his shoes dearly and always upheld two principles:
His shoes must never get dirty, and his hair must never be out of ce.
“Director Qi, it’s good of you toe. You brought too many things, you’re too kind…” Tang Wan was dressed more casually today, a stark difference from herposed appearance the day before.
Qi Zeyan smiled, “It’s only right.”
Tang Wan nced at him; he was still sharply dressed in his suit, with a side-parted slicked-back hairstyle. There was no rain today, but the wind was strong, yet his hair remained perfectly intact, which truly made her wonder…
How much hair gel did he use?
As they walked inside with the sound of their footsteps, Jiang Jinsang was only watching casually, but upon seeing someone’s signature side-parted slicked hairstyle, his gaze deepened.
“Director Qi, please, this way.” Tang Wan, oblivious, continued to lead them inside.
Qi Zeyan had thought it through during the night, he had leveled out his state of mind. Since the Jiang Family wanted to break off the engagement, and he liked her, why not take the plunge? After all, as a man, he had to have the right mindset—being rejected was the worst that could happen, it’d just be a heartache for a couple of days. What he didn’t realize at that moment was…
The leap from infatuation to a heart attack could mean that instead of heartache, it might be…
A sudden death.