Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

Chapter 1480: Chapter 851: Hardcore Parenting, Some People Are Really an Eyesore (2nd Update)

Jiang Chengsi went to bed late last night and felt like he had just closed his eyes when he was jolted awake by waves of crying. He wasn’t even sure who started first—his own little nephew, or that little accident from the Huo Family...

Anyway, one started fussing, and the other followed right on its heels.

Since he was staying at someone else’s place, no one was going to wait on him for breakfast. He’d arrived late last night, so of course he had to get up early and go say hello to the Tang Family.

When he got to the front hall, Xiaowu Neck-Tree and the little accident were sitting in their strollers, and Huo Qinqi was expressionlessly shaking a rattle to coax the kids.

To be honest, he had never seen such a perfunctory and indifferent biological dad.

The little accident was still very young, just staring straight at the rattle, while Jiang Xiaowai kept waving his tiny hands, trying to grab the toy.

Huo Qinqi naturally wasn’t going to give it to him, so he deliberately held it just where the kid could touch it but not actually reach it.

Back and forth like that, he almost made Jiang Xiaowai’s face twist crooked with anger.

Furious, Xiaowai’s little neck twisted, his tiny mouth puckered, and he burst into loud wails.

Jiang Chengsi was stunned.

Too nasty. He even bullies kids.

The little accident turned his head to look at Jiang Xiaowai, seeming a bit confused, not understanding what had happened...

He kept turning his head, and in the end his own lips started to tremble, and he joined in crying too, practically alarming everyone in the house. Tang Wan and Shen Shuci each scooped up their son and started soothing them in their arms.

"Why are they crying?" Shen Shuci frowned.

Huo Qinqi set the rattle down. "Kids want to cry. Do they need a reason?"

What a hardcore reason.

Jiang Chengsi had just opened his mouth when he was shot a cold glare by someone. He shrugged—fine, he’d play dead, okay? So this is how someone "soothes" a kid?

With a dad like this, the kid’s really pitiful.

...

After breakfast, Jiang Chengsi didn’t even have time to rest. He got in the car with Jiang Jinsang and Huo Qinqi and headed to a certain holiday apartment hotel in Pingjiang City.

Qi Zeyan had set up the bridal suite for the Pingjiang wedding here, and was also using it as lodging for family and friends. Even Jiang Yanting and his wife, as well as Jiang Shiyi, were staying here.

There was a reason the three of them weren’t staying at the Tang Family’s place. It was rare for Jiang Yanting and Shen Zhixian to be out on their own together, and there were a lot of people at the Tang Family’s house, plus the soundproofing wasn’t great, so it just wasn’t very convenient. As for Jiang Shiyi, he had specifically come here to avoid Jiang Xiaowai.

The old lady kept telling him, "You’re going to be a dad too. When you have time, go spend it with Xiaowu Neck-Tree and get a feel for being a father."

Jiang Shiyi, however, treated that little guy like something to be revered from afar. He stayed away as far as he possibly could.

When the three—Jiang Jinsang and the others—walked into the hotel room, the place was a bit of a mess. The balloons and banners for decorating the bridal suite were piled in a corner, and the table was covered in stuff needed for the wedding. Qi Zeyan was running around like a headless chicken, and his eyes lit up when he saw the three of them.

They’d come over exactly to see if there was anything they could help with.

And Qi Zeyan really didn’t stand on ceremony. In no time at all, he had neatly assigned them their tasks.

He and Jiang Jinsang went over and double-checked the wedding schedule, while Huo Qinqi helped decorate the bridal room. Only Jiang Chengsi, who’d thought he could really be useful and do something big, ended up with a thick stack of crisp bills and red envelopes stuffed into his hands by Qi Zeyan...

He was sent off to stuff red envelopes.

The room was a bit chaotic and there was nowhere to put his feet. Just sitting there, Jiang Chengsi was in the way, so he simply crouched in a corner by the wall, head down, working on the envelopes.

This job had zero technical difficulty and was mind-numbingly boring. Anyone could do it—why dump it on him?

The reason Qi Zeyan gave was very simple:

"Xiaowu and Old Huo both have experience with getting married. You’ve got nothing."

So he was being discriminated against for never having gotten married, huh. It’s just marriage. What’s the big deal? He’d do it sooner or later too.

As he folded the money and slipped it into the red envelopes, he was thinking that when he got married, he had to have a whole fleet of cars, bring out all his treasured racing cars.

Motorbikes leading the way, Racing Cars bringing up the rear, three laps around the city—that would be seriously cool...

But then he thought about it, and remembered he hadn’t even managed to get his future father-in-law on board yet, and he let out a long sigh.

"The night after tomorrow Xixi’s treating her friends to dinner. It’s basically a bachelorette party. If you’re free, you guys can come hang out," Qi Zeyan suddenly said.

A party?

Ever since he’d started studying business, all the functions Jiang Chengsi went to were business receptions, hanging out with a bunch of elite types where he had to keep up a front. And with Qi Zeyan busy preparing the wedding, it’d been ages since he’d gone to any sort of party. When he heard this, his eyes lit up.

"Where’s it going to be?"

"Fuyou Bar, the one we used to go to." When Qi Zeyan mentioned Fuyou Bar, he couldn’t help recalling a certain someone puttering over one day on a ladies’ little scooter.

Even thinking about it now made his head hurt.

For better or worse, people call you Fourth Master Jiang; can’t you at least watch your image a little.

"It’s just some of her classmates, and some relatives from the Ruan Family, they said they wanted to have a small get‑together beforehand in private. I’ll be going that day too. We’ll just have a meal, sing some songs, maybe drink a little." Qi Zeyan said, "If you guys are free, just come over and have some fun."

The few of them answered, but didn’t give a definite reply.

Only when Jiang Jinsang got home did he hear Tang Wan mention this, because some old classmates would be going, including a few he used to get along with quite well at school but hadn’t contacted for many years.

Back in school, when you made friends, you almost never used family background as the standard.

After growing up and finding out that Tang Wan’s family was well‑off, some would deliberately cozy up, like that Yang Yiyi type who only had so‑so relations but pretended to be close; some whose relations were okay, on the other hand, were unwilling to take the initiative to get in touch.

They didn’t want others to think they were deliberately currying favor, and they also didn’t want to become a burden to Tang Wan and Ruan Mengxi.

Different paths, plus not living in the same city, so it was only natural they drifted further and further apart.

Even when Tang Wan got married, and when they held the full‑month banquet for her baby, they only sent red envelopes and greetings.

"So you’re going the day after tomorrow?" Jiang Jinsang asked.

"I want to see my old classmates." Ever since Tang Wan moved to Beijing and married into the Jiang Family, she’d been in less and less contact with some of her friends here.

"Do you need me to go with you?" Jiang Jinsang didn’t object. Everyone has their own circle. The last year or two, Tang Wan had been pregnant and taking care of the baby, which was very hard on her, so whenever she wanted to go out, he never said much. "Or... I can pick you up after your gathering is over."

"Come with me. Some classmates contributed money to our wedding, and they still haven’t met you yet."

"After Zeyan’s wedding, we can invite them out for a meal separately."

Tang Wan nodded with a smile and already started rummaging through her clothes, deciding what to wear to the gathering...

"If we go out, what about the baby?" After talking for so long, Tang Wan finally remembered her son.

Jiang Jinsang chuckled in a muffled voice. "Just leave him with Old Huo, he and Little Aunt probably won’t be going."

The two of them weren’t the type who liked joining the fun anyway.

**

Early the next morning, at the dining table, Jiang Jinsang "earnestly begged" Huo Qinqi in front of everyone to help them watch the child.

At this time the two elders of the Shen Family and the Tang Family were all at the table; with all the elders present, Huo Qinqi had no way to refuse and could only nod his agreement.

Jiang Chengsi had originally planned to go join the fun. He figured they were all Pingjiang people; other than Qi Zeyan he probably wouldn’t know anyone. He was the type that could get familiar with people easily and wasn’t afraid of strangers, he just felt it wasn’t necessary to force himself into the crowd. But when he heard that Tang Wan and Jiang Jinsang were going too, he said he wanted to go as well.

To Ruan Mengxi’s classmates or relatives, people like Jiang Jinsang and Jiang Chengsi weren’t someone you could just see whenever you wanted.

Especially Jiang Chengsi. Lately the wind around him had been blowing too strong; a lot of people wanted to see what he looked like in person.

Once they heard he was going, those who hadn’t planned to attend the gathering all signed up with Ruan Mengxi.

Which resulted in the private room Ruan Mengxi had booked beforehand being far from big enough, so she called the Bar last minute to have them switch her to a different room.

Some classmates she was still on decent terms with even told her directly:

"I just want to go see Fourth Master Jiang."

Ruan Mengxi didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. So in these classmates’ eyes, as the bride‑to‑be she wasn’t even as charming as Jiang Chengsi?

At work she was already under Jiang Chengsi’s thumb; she hadn’t expected him to stick his hand into her wedding too.

For this party, some people were going for Ruan Mengxi and Qi Zeyan, some were going for Jiang Jinsang and Jiang Chengsi, some wanted to see their real‑life aura, and of course there were also those with ulterior motives.

...

Beijing, Guandong, Si Family

Si Qingxiao had just put on a newly made qipao and was holding a solid‑gold ruyi‑tassel front clasp against her chest, trying it on for size.

"Miss." Someone knocked and entered.

"What is it?" Si Qingxiao set the clasp aside.

"There’s something a bit off with Yang Yiyi’s side."

"What’s off?"

"She seems to have... set her sights on Fourth Master." The Si Family servant frowned.

Si Qingxiao’s eyes narrowed slightly. "She’s been coveting Fourth Brother for a long time now; it’s not like this just started yesterday. I didn’t expect that after all this time, she still hasn’t given up. Tell me..."

"Does she take me for air and think I don’t exist as his girlfriend?"

"She really is a bit of an eyesore."

The Si Family retainer lowered his head without speaking. Si Qingxiao was the type who was very easy to talk to when nothing was going on, but if you really provoked her, she had plenty of methods.