Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

Chapter 1574: Chapter 912: Fifth Master Is Completely Outmaneuvered by His Son? (3rd Update)

After all, Mr. Yan’s son was still young at this point, and couldn’t think that far ahead.

When something like this happens, the first thing to do is find the police. In the exhibition hall there were lots of people in security uniforms, so he jogged in, spotted one, and told them that a little sister had gone missing.

The security guards all knew him. As soon as they heard a child was lost, they immediately tensed up, but they couldn’t cause a commotion or alert the suspect, in case the "kidnapper" realized and ran off with the child.

They had people closely watch the entrance for anyone going in or out without a child, sent one team to inform Mr. Yan, and another to check the surveillance.

This was a jewelry exhibition, after all, with tons of cameras and almost no blind spots. Based on the place he said the "abduction" happened, they quickly locked onto that woman in a mask and cap.

Wearing a mask and cap, the person in the footage already looked suspicious enough to draw security’s attention, and now she’d run off holding a child. Most importantly, Mr. Xiaoyan didn’t know her.

No one had time to observe how she interacted with the Little Tuanzi or why she left a note. Finding the child was the top priority.

If there was a security lapse, when the blame came down later, they’d all be in trouble.

Best would be to resolve everything before Mr. Yan even got there.

So a whole group of them charged mightily into the lounge.

...

Jiang Jinsang was using the computer to play cartoons for the Little Tuanzi while he and Tang Wan waited for Si Yushan to come over. The moment the door opened, a group of security guards burst in!

Jiang Jinsang had been mixing in business circles for years—these security guards had never met him, but he wasn’t exactly a stranger either, he was on TV a lot.

The scene instantly turned very awkward.

Meanwhile the other team of security had just notified Mr. Yan. Si Yushan also heard that his granddaughter had gone missing and that the "trafficker" had even arrogantly left a note. He hadn’t even recovered from that when he heard the "trafficker" had been caught.

"No, that’s not a trafficker." Si Yushan was so shrewd, he immediately realized there had to be a mistake.

It was a complete and utter farce.

Tang Wan never would have thought she’d be taken for a child trafficker, and that leaving a note would be seen as a provocation.

**

But because of this incident, Tang Wan could be said to have found a blessing in disguise. The Yan Family felt guilty about having rushed them and specifically treated them to a meal. Tang Wan already had a lot of questions she wanted to ask Yang Wangchuan but had never had the chance; now she finally got to have a good long talk with him.

It was the Yan Family’s young Mr. Xiaoyan who didn’t seem very happy.

The Little Tuanzi even went over on purpose to ask if he was mad at her for not waiting for him.

He didn’t say anything, just fished a few little snacks out of his pocket and stuffed them into her hand, then didn’t speak to her again after that.

The Little Tuanzi sighed:

This brother was way too hard to coax.

...

On the other side—

Jiang Xiaowai was in quite a good mood too. During Taekwondo training today, the coach had praised him. His parents would be back tomorrow, and then he could go home.

After his bath, the little guy started packing his luggage.

Jiang Shiyi came in carrying a cup of warm milk and handed it to him. "Drink your milk."

"Thank you, Third Uncle." Maybe because he’d be going home tomorrow, even this fussy, hard‑to‑please uncle was starting to look much more pleasing to Jiang Xiaowai.

"You’re not leaving till tomorrow. Why are you packing at night?" Jiang Shiyi raised a brow.

"I need to take my stuff to the Taekwondo Hall. Mom and Dad said they’d pick me up after class and then we’d go eat a big meal."

Seeing how happy he was, Jiang Shiyi didn’t say anything more, just frowned at the way he was packing. What kind of packing was that? Clothes and toys all stuffed in randomly. He was about to go help when his phone vibrated—Jiang Jinsang was calling.

"Hello, Xiaowu."

When Jiang Xiaowai heard it was his dad, he turned his head to look at Jiang Shiyi, clearly wanting to say something. Jiang Shiyi raised his hand to signal him to wait, so Jiang Xiaowai just hugged his milk and took a couple of sips.

"Third Brother, sorry, but there’s something I might need to trouble you with a bit longer."

"Go ahead."

"Wanwan and I probably can’t make it back tomorrow. We’ll have to delay for two days."

"Something serious come up?" A last‑minute change of plans—Jiang Shiyi naturally assumed something bad had happened.

"Nothing like that, just some work stuff. As for Mutang, I’ll have to trouble you to keep an eye on him."

This went back to the Yan Family matter. Tang Wan had finally gotten access to an industry bigwig—how could she possibly let go of the chance to interact with him up close, especially when Mr. Yan had even said that if she had time, he could take her to visit the Yan Family’s studio.

Opportunities to be that close to a bigshot were once‑in‑a‑lifetime. There was no way Tang Wan would give it up easily.

So they could only push their original travel plan back by two days.

The wife sang and the husband followed; Jiang Jinsang just stayed on in Nanjiang with her for two extra days.

Jiang Shiyi lowered his eyes, looking at Jiang Xiaowai sitting at the edge of the bed, drinking his milk, swinging his little legs, grinning from ear to ear. He cleared his throat lightly. "I’ve got no problem on my end, but as for Mutang...you should tell him yourself."

Jiang Shiyi handed the phone to Jiang Xiaowai. "You take it. I’ll hold your milk."

"Thank you, Third Uncle." At that moment, Jiang Xiaowai actually thought his Third Uncle was being very considerate. Right up until he answered the phone and his little face instantly collapsed...

It wasn’t that Jiang Shiyi was really being considerate; he was just afraid the little guy would be so upset he’d spill the milk.

Sure enough, as soon as the little guy heard his parents were delaying their return, his face fell. He almost cried but forced himself to hold it in. "Then I’ll wait for you to come back."

"I’m sorry, Dad broke his promise." Jiang Jinsang could hear the disappointment in his tone.

"Mom’s work is important."

The little guy bit his lip, small and helpless.

"Didn’t you want to go to the water park? Once I’m back I’ll take you. I’ll let you ride a big horse and buy you drumsticks, okay?" Jiang Jinsang knew very well that breaking a promise to a child would definitely make him feel bad.

"It’s okay, I’ll wait for you to come back." The little guy seemed to be putting on a brave front. Hearing that made Jiang Jinsang feel even worse. He started thinking about how to make it up to his son.

"While you’re at your uncle’s house, you have to be good. We’ll be back in at most two more days."

"I’ll be good."

Later Tang Wan also talked to him for a bit. Hearing her son’s voice tugged at her heart. "Or maybe we should just forget about the Yan Family and go back tomorrow."

"This chance is too rare. I’m afraid if you don’t stay this time, you’ll regret it later. Mutang is very sensible; he’ll understand. We’ll just have to make it up to him properly when we get back."

...

After hanging up, Jiang Xiaowai still gave Jiang Shiyi a smile. "Third Uncle, I’ll be leaving in two days."

"I know." Looking at his forced smile, Jiang Shiyi felt a tug the way any parent would. "After your tutoring class tomorrow, I’ll take you and Sese out to play. Is there anywhere you especially want to go? How about the amusement park?"

He repacked the clothes the boy had stuffed into the bag and even got his daughter to come keep him company.

Jiang Sese looked at Jiang Xiaowai and frowned. "Brother, are you unhappy?"

"No." Jiang Xiaowai was sitting cross‑legged on the carpet, playing with blocks.

"Dad said you’re unhappy."

"I’m fine."

Jiang Xiaowai had always known that sometimes the things adults decided on weren’t something a kid could change. And his dad had already apologized and explained the reason. At this point, if he started crying and making a fuss, he’d just seem really immature.

Since there were things that couldn’t be changed, then instead of that...

He might as well be more sensible.

Jiang Jinsang had always told him:

"If you want something, you have to fight for it yourself. There are lots of ways to do that. Don’t just cry and think throwing tantrums will get you everything. Use your brain."

Since the facts couldn’t be changed, and since they said it was for Mom’s work, he couldn’t act like he didn’t understand.

And when his parents came back, they would definitely try to make it up to him. Compared to him crying and kicking up a fuss, he could actually get more out of the situation the way things were now. Adults all like well‑behaved, sensible kids.

Jiang Xiaowai had always remembered what his dad said.

If you want something, sometimes tears alone won’t do it. You have to use your head!

Look at him now—he’d got the water park, the amusement park, and even big drumsticks, and all of it was what they’d offered up themselves.

Jiang Jinsang and Tang Wan still felt they owed their son, completely unaware that Jiang Xiaowai had everything laid out clearly and neatly in his little mind.

When Jiang Sese left Jiang Xiaowai’s room, Jiang Shiyi specifically asked her, "How’s your brother? Did he cry? Why didn’t you stay and play with him a bit longer?"

The little girl shook her head. "Brother seems pretty happy."

"..."

Lin Luyou was standing to the side. "He’d been really happy about going home, and then suddenly it’s delayed two days. There’s no way he can really be smiling. Is he just forcing it? Isn’t he a bit too sensible?"

"Not sure." Jiang Shiyi frowned.

"Before Wanwan and the others get back, we should keep a closer eye on him and make sure we’re checking in on him."

Which led to...

Over the next few days, Jiang Xiaowai received meticulous care and concern from all three members of Jiang Shiyi’s family.