Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 38: 038 Spoiling a child is like killing a child; is Mr. Tang coming back? (Part 2) Chapter 38: 038 Spoiling a child is like killing a child; is Mr. Tang coming back? (Part 2) Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Was it either apologize or… get lost?

Even Tang Wan couldn’t help but look up with a frown; even she had never seen the old man get so angry before.

Even when he was scammed while buying health products, he would at most say that the fraudsters were heartless for taking money from the elderly.

The old man had a good temper, was cheerful, and kind-hearted, rarely arguing with others, so when he did get angry, no one in the Tang Family dared to make a sound.

Tang Mo was spoiled, with a bit of a temper; the more people wanted her to apologize, the less she would bow her head, especially after the old man said those words. She was even more determined to save face, gritting her teeth and refusing to give in.

She wanted nothing more than to turn her head, throw a tantrum, and run away!

Zhang Liyun understood her daughter and hurriedly stood up, “Momo, look at how angry you’ve made Grandpa, what are you standing there for, go apologize to your sister.”

If it were someone else, Zhang Liyun would probably have distanced herself from her. But since it was her own daughter, even though she was aware of the awkward atmosphere, she had to grit her teeth and help her.

She forced a weak smile at the corners of her lips.

“Wanwan, Momo is young, don’t lower yourself to her level; she’s just been led astray by those people.”

“She really doesn’t mean any harm, really…”

Tang Wan remained silent because the old man had already sneered lightly.

“Actually, in a reconstituted family, there’s always some conflict and estrangement.”

“When you first brought Tang Mo into our Tang Family, she was gentle, quite introverted, not talkative. You asked me to treat her like my biological granddaughter, but honestly, it’s not very practical, it’s just like…”

“You’ve always bought a lot of things for Wanwan, you seem to treat her well too, but ultimately she’s not biologically yours. If the roles were reversed today, and I told you not to take it to heart, how would you feel?”

Zhang Liyun hung her head, feeling resentful inside, but she could only grit her teeth and endure.

“Tang Mo has been in the Tang Family for so many years, I think I haven’t treated her badly.”

“At her age, if it were Wanwan who did something wrong, I would hit her with a stick for nursing a grudge, but the next day, she’d still have to call me Grandpa.”

“But her, if I were to hit her with a stick, she’d probably curse at this old, undying thing of mine in her heart.”

Zhang

a kid, I would hit her too. If you don’t believe it, ask her

child is like

disaster, and I fear you won’t be able to handle it then. If you can’t teach her, as Xiaowu said before, once she

foolish; the old man was clearly using this incident

are you still

neither of them would have an easy way

place, so she had to brace herself, first apologizing to Tang Wan

I’m sorry, I was

just rubbed his walking stick, knowing that some things wouldn’t be resolved by a few words

dad, he’ll

expressions in the living room

Mo was almost driven to tears in panic; she was quite afraid

man’s hasty words led to a couple of coughs,

half-finished,

to go to the hospital, bade farewell, then hurriedly

*

the two left, the atmosphere in the living room remained somewhat stiff. The old

Jinsang stood up and reached out

just spoiled; they haven’t suffered enough. If

walked to where a birdcage was hanging in the hallway, picked up some bird food again, and fed

those two, scaring

Hua Mei: “…”

members: Was he

a bird destined for

a person meant

to tenderize the beef, Jiang Jinsang felt his scalp tingle

sigh of relief, but as soon as they sat around the table, there was a dish of something green in front

Cilantro tofu egg soup.

let me serve you a bowl,” Tang Wan hadn’t forgotten she needed to win his favor, never giving

members on one side were all

dish she made hit right on the target, seemingly out

soup, even praising its flavor. Jiang Jinsang had just finished one bowl when