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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.

stood at

yet another

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

No response.

“Aunty?” Tang Wan frowned.

Mrs. Jiang’s voice, she heard a child’s milky, muffled voice, “Are you looking for my grandma? She went downstairs, and she’ll be back soon. Sister, what’s your surname?

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

kind of voice that even women found soothing

voice is so

“Thank you.”

banister

surname is Tang, like Tang in

“Sister, with a

scoundrel dad and uncle in the house, the little one had long

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

mouth wide, silently

milk and go to sleep.” She had

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

he’ll surely trouble you in

won’t be any trouble for me. You’re being too polite.” His schedule was

take it personally. If he really does something too outrageous, just tell me, and I’ll definitely stick

…

Wan just listened; tattling wasn’t something she

image. However, given how

was 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…

Jiang Fifth really did want to kill

a bit more and exchanged contact information before Jiang Jinsang took back the phone

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up the phone, thinking that she and Tang Wan got along quite well and it’d

one holding a glass of milk knocked on

senior executive. Only when he saw the little one enter did he say a summarizing sentence, “Let’s pause here for now; talk

Like a koala, he clambered onto his father’s body via