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.

Jiang Family stood at

another time…

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and, after unmuting the phone,

No response.

“Aunty?” Tang Wan frowned.

you looking for my grandma? She went downstairs,

call Mrs. Jiang “grandma,” who else but the little ancestor of the Jiang Family could it be? The voice sounded innocent and well-mannered, so Tang Wan’s tone softened by a few degrees, “It’s okay, I’m

the kind of voice that even women found soothing and attractive, purposely

voice is

“Thank you.”

banister with one hand, the phone in the other, walking

Tang in ‘Tang, Song,

one’s brain turned quickly, “Sister, with a voice so nice, you must

and uncle in the house, the little one had long learned the art

pleased deep down. After chatting for a while, the little fellow found

opened his mouth wide,

“Drink your milk and go to sleep.” She had

answered the phone, Tang Wan’s tone of voice naturally

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

me. You’re being too polite.” His schedule was managed

temper is pretty bad, please be more tolerant and don’t take it personally. If he

listened; tattling wasn’t something she would

just that Mrs. Jiang’s tone of voice suggested that Jiang Jinsang was a “domineering, malevolent” force at home, totally out of 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

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

The only possibility was…

really did want

information before Jiang Jinsang took back

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she and Tang Wan got along quite well and it’d be great if she could really marry

a

he saw the little one enter did he say a summarizing sentence, “Let’s pause here for now; talk more when you’re in the office

the table. Like a koala, he clambered onto his father’s body via the chair’s edge, automatically hanging onto

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