Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 20: 020 Fifth Master: My health isn’t that bad. Chapter 20: 020 Fifth Master: My health isn’t that bad. Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Messed up the yard…

Jiang Jinsang finished speaking, and even the autumn night’s wind seemed to grow colder. Everyone understood—he was subtly mocking Tang Mo.

He beat you up, and you have no way to retaliate.

Tang Wan had seen his knack for insults before; at that time, it could be said he was cunning. Now, however…

He was ruthless!

The Jiang Family struck too hard. Tang Mo, supported by Zhang Liyun, hunched over, holding her waist, her face bruised and swollen, with bloodstains at the corners of her mouth and eyes.

“Send her to the hospital for a check-up. I’ll cover the medical expenses,” Jiang Jinsang said, rubbing his fingers, his gaze indifferent.

Tang Wan remained silent from start to finish, only feeling that this Fifth Master Jiang was too harsh.

After beating her, stepping on her, he suggested sending her to the hospital, clearly indicating he wanted them to leave.

“It’s probably not a big deal; we don’t need any medical expenses. I’ll change clothes later and take her for a check-up. Applying some medicine should be enough,” Zhang Liyun said. She had been cooking just now and was still wearing an apron.

Jiang Jinsang had already made such a statement, how could they have the audacity to ask for medical expenses?

“Miss Tang, you must really mind your words and actions in the future to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.”

He never offered a single apology, already using his actions to tell Tang Mo:

Everything that happened today was her own doing.

Tang Mo whimpered as if seriously injured. Zhang Liyun couldn’t care about eating and took her directly to the hospital.

**

At the dining table in the front hall, the atmosphere improved significantly after Zhang Liyun and her daughter left.

Old Tang sat at the head, with Jiang Jinsang to his left. Tang Wan brought out a dish of green snail shrimp from the kitchen.

“Why make this dish?” Old Tang recently was on medication that forbade fish, shrimp, and seafood.

“Just don’t eat it,” Tang Wan said, placing the dish directly in front of Jiang Jinsang. She remembered he had eaten quite a bit of it the last time.

“Thank you,” Jiang Jinsang said, slightly moved.

dishes they had the first time they

Remembered his preference.

eyes darted back and forth between the two, unable to contain his

Ma, I’m happy today; bring out the plum wine brewed last year. Xiaowu and I will have a little drink,” said Old Tang in a

Tang Wan took over, finishing plating the last dish. She caught a glimpse of her grandfather holding small sake cups, placing one in front of both herself

much of this,” Chen Ma said, having already brought

branch, gave off a sweet and sour plum

happy today,” the old man chuckled, just about to grab the bottle when Jiang Jinsang stood up. “Grandpa

stood by,

Old Tang; today he’s

had increased more than just

our home, no need for formalities.” The old man was

took the bottle, a hand reached out from the side to

drinking? You feel a bit better

down at her, his

Somewhat cute.

Xiaowu’s first day here. A little drink to lift the spirits. The doctor didn’t say I can’t drink at all,” Old Tang lightly scoffed. “Xiaowu, can you not

little won’t

have a small glass. You can boss me around, but why

understood his intentions. Saying it privately was fine, but how could he spout nonsense in front of Jiang

glass, right? Then I’ll pour for you, but once it’s poured,

was frustrated

poured a small glass for the old man first before filling Jiang Jinsang’s

sake cup, only the size of two thumbs, required careful pouring; a slight

concern earlier,” Jiang Jinsang said, seated, slightly tilting his head to catch a clear view of

up for cooking, it exposed a portion of her neck, fair and slender. Perhaps from the kitchen smoke, her ears

and Tang Wan

if not stunning at first glance, on the second

a way of

the proximity seemed

felt his breath brush against her

faint itch lingered

Tang Wan replied

He seemed to lean

as weak

voice was low, still warm and gentle,

isn’t that bad, but what does that have to do with me? Just get better