Chapter 22: 022 Little Ancestor of the Jiang Family: Second Uncle’s Fence Can’t Be Dug? (Part 3) Chapter 22: 022 Little Ancestor of the Jiang Family: Second Uncle’s Fence Can’t Be Dug? (Part 3) Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Tang Wan held her breath, her body tense. His approach had already crossed the safe distance between people.

But before she could speak, Jiang Jinsang had already straightened up. As he leaned over, undried water droplets from his hair slid down, splashing onto her shoulder.

It was scalding.

“You were so focused that I called you twice, and you didn’t respond,” Jiang Jinsang explained the reason for his approach.

The distance between them widened. He stood there, composed and indifferent, strikingly handsome.

“Wearing headphones, I didn’t notice. Have you finished your shower?” Tang Wan asked a pointless question, just trying to ease the awkwardness.

“Yes, then I’ll leave you now and not disturb your rest,” Jiang Jinsang was gentlemanly and restrained from start to finish.

He could make hearts race, yet he never made people feel he was overstepping boundaries.

One had to admit, this was a skill.

“I’ll see you out,” Tang Wan got up to see him to the door. After closing the door, she leaned against it, exhaling a long breath. This man was too good-looking for his own good, a complete homewrecker.

Just then, there was a sudden knock on the door.

“Miss Tang?”

She was leaning against the door, and the low knocking sounded like a hammer on her back, startling her heart out of rhythm, “What’s up?”

“My mother wants to have a word with you. Is it convenient?”

His mother? Mrs. Jiang?

It was likely either a video call or a phone call, probably knowing she wasn’t asleep. The two families’ elders were so familiar that refusing would be impolite. She had no choice but to open the door. As expected, Jiang Jinsang was holding a phone, only muted, so their conversation hadn’t reached the other side.

“It’s okay if it’s inconvenient.”

“It’s no trouble; give me the phone,” Tang Wan had seen Mrs. Jiang before and knew she seemed very elegant and kind.

She took the phone and couldn’t just stand at the door to take the call, so for the second time, she brought Jiang Jinsang back inside.

Family stood at the door,

again, yet another

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Wan cleared her throat and, after unmuting the phone, softly said,

No response.

“Aunty?” Tang Wan frowned.

looking for my grandma? She went downstairs, and she’ll be back soon. Sister, what’s your surname? I’ll go call her for

ancestor of the Jiang Family could it be? The voice sounded innocent and well-mannered, so Tang

gentle and soft, the kind of voice that even women found

your voice

“Thank you.”

holding onto the banister with one hand, the

like Tang in ‘Tang, Song,

a voice so nice,

house, the little one had

pleased deep down. After chatting for a while,

wide, silently mouthing

Jiang laugh, “Drink your milk and go to sleep.” She had come downstairs to get

Tang Wan’s tone of voice naturally shifted, behaving impeccably in front of

going over, he’ll surely trouble you in many ways. I do feel a

schedule was managed by the Jiang Family, no need for her

please be more tolerant and don’t take it personally. If he really does something too outrageous, just tell me,

Wan just listened; tattling wasn’t

alignment with his image. However, given how Jiang Jinsang nearly “beat Tang Mo to death” today, she really didn’t believe that mistaking Tang Mo for a thief

impossible for everyone to be blind just because one person made a mistake, and Tang Mo had even announced who she

The only possibility was…

Fifth really did want

more and exchanged contact information

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phone, thinking that she and Tang Wan got along quite well and it’d be great

the adjacent bedroom, the little one holding a glass of milk knocked on

still working, video conferencing with some senior executive. Only when he saw the little one enter did he say a summarizing sentence, “Let’s

guy had already placed the milk on the table. Like a koala, he clambered onto his father’s body via the chair’s edge, automatically hanging onto

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