Chapter 138: 120 Jiang Family Lord Wansui, Another Cunning Move (3 more chapters)_3   Chapter 138: 120 Jiang Family Lord Wansui, Another Cunning Move (3 more chapters)_3                                   Fan Mingyu gripped the steering wheel and chuckled bitterly, thinking of the carrots andtro inside. He couldn’t help clearing his throat, “You didn’t tell Xiaowu about this, did you?”


    “No.”


    “You know, kids these days, especially boys, don’t really like their parents interfering too much. If he finds out, he might think I’m meddling too much, and good intentions could lead to bad oues.”


    “I understand. I won’t tell him.”


    Fan Mingyuughed, “Good, if you don’t tell him, then it’s fine!”


    Otherwise, knowing Jiang Xiaowu’s temperament—always indifferent on the surface, saying it doesn’t matter—he might just be plotting something behind the scenes.


    **


    Since lunch endedte, by dinner time, nobody was really hungry. Fan Mingyu and Tang Wan went to the supermarket and then he dragged her to the mall to buy a couple of clothes, leaving her embarrassed.


    “I’ve always wanted a daughter to dress up beautifully, to go shopping with. When I knew it wasn’t possible anymore, I thought, at least with a daughter-inw I could still enjoy those things…”


    Fan Mingyu rambled on, but Tang Wan felt there was something odd about these words.


    “It’s just that Auntie likes you. Just take them. Xiaowu and Jiangjiang eat and stay at your ce anyway. It’s only two pieces of clothing.”


    “Then, thank you, Auntie.” Tang Wan couldn’t refuse and thought that she should quickly make some Cyan Feather jewelry for her.


    When they returned to the Jiang Family, they thought everyone might still be resting, but to their surprise, the grandma had gathered them for a game, pulling along Elder Tang, Tang Yunxian, and Jiang Yanting to y mahjong.


    The senior version of mahjong.


    Jiang Yanting found it quite a headache being mixed up in there.


    This spot was originally his father’s. Someone had excused themselves to go to the restroom, asking him to substitute, and then never came back…


    Wondering whether he had simply run off or was unwell, how he had managed to squat that long?


    After two rounds of mahjong, he really couldn’t sit still any longer, “Xiaowu, youe y a couple of rounds.”


    Jiang Jinsang, without even lifting his eyelids, merely said one sentence,


    “I’m not feeling well, I can’t sit for long.”


    “…” It’s not like you stand all day, what a tant lie.


    Just when Jiang Zhenhuan showed up, Jiang Yanting immediately prepared to give up his ce, “Dad, you take over.”


    This displeased the grandma immediately…


    “It’s just a few rounds of mahjong, why all the switching? Constantly changing yers really affects my game, Yanting, sit down! I like ying with you, your dad is terrible at this.”


    Jiang Zhenhuan was rather pleased—he would rather work than y cards with his mom.


    …


    The grandma firmly kept Jiang Yanting from leaving, knowing at heart that this kid didn’t want to apany her in ying mahjong. It was his fault for upsetting her before, running back to their old house, not even bothering to coax her.


    She was doing it on purpose.


    So, the moment Tang Wan returned, someone was promptly kicked out.


    “Yanting, make room for Wanwan, let her y a couple of rounds.”


    “Grandma Jiang, I’m not very good, and I mess up quite a bit.” Besides, every ce has different mahjong rules, and she really couldn’t grasp them.


    Grandma Jiang smiled even more kindly, “No matter, you’ll learn slowly.”


    Jiang Zhenhuan raised an eyebrow: Just earlier he was criticized for bad skills, and now her tune has changed?


    Once Tang Wan sat down, Jiang Jinsang sneaked over in a sly manner, pretending to help Elder Tang check his cards but asionally giving Tang Wan a few tips…


    Marking his presence yet again!


    Jiang Yanting scoffed:


    Now he’s not mentioning that sitting too long would make him sick?


    **


    Dinner was simple. Zhongqing had already arranged for Elder Tang to visit the Hospital for a check-up tomorrow. After the exhausting day, everyone went to bed early.


    When Tang Wan entered her bedroom, she found the ss tank holding Lord Wansui had been moved to her room.


    Her phone vibrated twice—the message from Jiang Jinsang:


    [Since you seemed interested in it, I’ve ced it in your room, you can watch it anytime.]


    Tang Wan looked at Lord Wansui inside the tank and bit her lip. Truth be told, she…


    really wasn’t interested in the turtle.


    But since it had been given to her, it wouldn’t be polite to send it back. She bowed her head and replied: [Thank You.]


    [No worries, I’m just next door. If you want to see it, it’s convenient for me toe over.]


    [Jiangjiang won’te over, it’s just the two of us on this floor. Let me know if you need anything, rest early.]


    The entire floor… just the two of them?


    Tang Wany in bed, suddenly finding herself unable to sleep.


    …


    Meanwhile, Jiangjiang was essentially trapped in bed by his dad pressing down on him with one arm.


    “Dad…”


    “It’s story time. Today, I’ll tell you the story of Little Red Riding Hood…” Jiang Yanting casually flipped through the storybook.


    Jiangjiang pursed his lips, feeling like his dad was hinting at something.