Chapter 1590 - 921: Old Habits Die Hard, "Beijing’s King of Cars" (Part 3)
Chapter 1590: Chapter 921: Old Habits Die Hard, "Beijing’s King of Cars" (Part 3)
Thinking it over carefully, it seemed like everything had only started after Tang Wan came to Beijing.
All he wanted now was to be reunited with his own son and granddaughter, yet they were still haunting him like lingering ghosts. Did they really want him dead?
At this thought, the fingers rubbing over the bite mark clenched tighter and tighter, until finally...
His nails suddenly dug in hard and actually pierced into his flesh.
His gaze also grew darker and more vicious, downright terrifying.
**
Over at the Jiang Mansion, the old lady didn’t seem very willing to keep talking about Jiang Zhaolin; just hearing the name made her uncomfortable.
"As long as the kids are fine, that’s what matters. Why don’t you leave Sese here with me? She can keep me company. You two are always dragging her to the lab; you’ll bore the child to death." The old lady smiled. "I don’t believe he’d still dare come here."
"Then I’ll go back and pack a few changes of clothes for her." Lin Luyou nodded in agreement. "Just a few days ago Sese was saying she missed you. I was already thinking of sending her over to stay for a bit."
"I’m getting an exhibit ready lately, so Mutang will probably be coming over a lot too." Tang Wan smiled. With the kids together, they could keep each other company.
When Jiang Jinsang and Tang Wan moved out of the old mansion after Jiang Xiaowai turned three, they moved into Guantang Villa, which they’d bought when they got married. Now they only came back to stay occasionally.
"Sounds good. I can’t wait to have the kids here with me." The old lady was quite happy about it.
As for Jiang Zhaolin, all they could do was stay alert. They’d already warned everyone. A living, breathing person couldn’t just vanish into thin air, so they simply had to be more careful themselves.
Close to lunchtime, the kids finally came inside. Jiang Xiaowai was covered in sweat, and Jiang Jinsang took him to wash his face. The little rascal then promptly glued himself to Jiang Chengsi and sat down.
"Fourth Uncle, I want to sit next to you."
Everyone looked at each other, not understanding what was going on, but alarm bells went off in Jiang Chengsi’s head. What was this brat plotting now?
"Sure, you can sit with me."
After Jiang Xiaowai sat down, Jiang Jinsang had just peeled two shrimp for him when he handed the shrimp meat to Jiang Chengsi. "Fourth Uncle, have some shrimp."
Jiang Chengsi looked at the shrimp in his bowl, then at Jiang Jinsang...
These were peeled by Jiang Xiaowu!
In all his years, he’d never imagined he’d get to eat shrimp peeled by him.
"Mutang, you need something from me, don’t you?" Jiang Chengsi knew perfectly well there’s no such thing as unprompted flattery—if it’s not a traitor, it’s a thief.
"I just wanted to thank you for the motorcycle you gave me, Fourth Uncle. Mom and Dad said when someone gives you something, you have to be grateful."
"So well‑behaved." Jiang Chengsi went ahead and ate the shrimp in good conscience, and even said, "This is the best shrimp I’ve ever had."
Jiang Jinsang’s face went dark. He grabbed a wet tissue and wiped his hands.
Little brat, I’ve been your target practice dummy all morning, then I washed your face and peeled your shrimp, and what do you do? Wiggle your little butt and run off to flatter someone else?
Jiang Jinsang ignored him, turned around, and started peeling shrimp for Jiang Sese instead. In the end, Jiang Sese unintentionally became the biggest winner.
Once the meal was almost finished, Jiang Chengsi also put down his chopsticks.
"Fourth Uncle, are you full?"
"Yeah." At that moment, Jiang Chengsi felt his affection for this little nephew hadn’t been for nothing.
"Fourth Uncle, do you think cars with four wheels are fun? I saw the cars Juanjuan drives—they all have four wheels, and I think they look really cool."
Jiang Chengsi: "..."
Good kid, so this was what you were waiting for.
"If you like cars, ask your dad to buy you one." Jiang Chengsi was ready to toss this ball back to Jiang Jinsang.
But Jiang Xiaowai said, "Because you’re the ’Car King of Beijing.’ You know more about cars. My dad doesn’t know about this stuff."
"Who told you that?"
"Godfather. He said no one in this world understands how to drive better than you."
"..."
Why did that sound so wrong?
Ruan Mengxi was Jiang Xiaowai’s godmother, so that godfather had to be Qi Zeyan.
Jiang Chengsi was furious. Qi Zeyan, you bastard!
The old lady, clueless about what they were talking about, listened for a while before finally asking, "Who’s Juanjuan? A new friend from tutoring class?"