Chapter 49: 049 Getting Wanwan Drunk? Making a Wedding Dress for Fifth Master (3 more chapters) Chapter 49: 049 Getting Wanwan Drunk? Making a Wedding Dress for Fifth Master (3 more chapters) On the way to the hotel, Qi Zeyan was still planning how to get close to Tang Wan.

“What do you want to do?” Jiang Jinsang was scrolling through WeChat on his phone.

“Just eat and drink, once someone drinks too much, isn’t it like I can do whatever I want?”

Jiang Jinsang turned his head to look at him, “Bullying people?”

“Am I that kind of person?”

Jiang Jinsang nodded earnestly.

“I just feel like she’s too polite with me, too distant. A few drinks could bridge that gap. You’re so dirty-minded, do you really see me as such a shameless person in your heart?”

“Because you just sounded quite sleazy when you said it,” said Jiang Jinsang with conviction.

Qi Zeyan was at a loss for words.

At that moment, Jiang Jinsang opened a voice message on WeChat, and a childish, nasally voice came through, “Uncle, when are you coming back? I miss you.”

“Can I come and see you? Having classes every day is so tough.”

Qi Zeyan chuckled lightly, seeing Jiang Jinsang sending another message, he couldn’t help but ask, “You actually believe what this kid says? He’s probably just looking for an excuse to come out and play, acting pathetic.”

“Today’s the weekend, at this time he should be home studying.” Jiang Jinsang stated bluntly, “I’ll mention it to my brother, he’s sneakily using his phone again.”

Qi Zeyan was at a loss for words, “Is this really your nephew?”

“Exactly because he’s my nephew, I have to be strict with him. I hope he grows up to be a useful person.”

The statement was correct, but it still felt pretty shameless to hear.

Qi Zeyan coughed twice, a crummy dad, and now a crummy uncle too. The poor nephew had no one to pamper him. How tough for the little guy.

A certain little fellow was indeed sneakily playing on his phone while the tutor was away. The phone lit up twice, and he thought it was his Uncle replying to his message.

But it was from his own father:

my room within five minutes, or I will come and fetch you

little face turned pale with fright, his hand trembled, and the

crummy dad must have installed surveillance in his room! Don’t little kids deserve

up his phone and headed out of his room. The tutor had just returned from the restroom to see him walking out

away from

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the group had arrived at the hotel. They

you have a

hesitant. She could use the excuse of having to drive home yesterday,

Jiang Jinsang, signaling for him to help speak up

the best social lubricant, it easily closes

drink less,” Jiang Jinsang said gently, always able to give people

of interaction, she trusted Jiang Jinsang somewhat, “Alright, I’ll

Qi Zeyan said with a smile, throwing another glance at

friends with you in vain, you really come through

face had gone so

business for years and even a poor drinker would have

He was feeling a bit dizzy, and there was Tang Wan, smiling at

Qi Zeyan didn’t want to lose face in front of her, so

touch a drop of alcohol and leisurely munched on a plate of sugar-frosted peanuts

not, it was he who would take her home, so it seemed to create the perfect opportunity for him—therefore, Jiang Jinsang was in no rush at

just wanted to drink a little to liven things up and bridge the gap between them, but he hadn’t anticipated that Tang Wan could hold her liquor so well; he was really afraid he’d be

assistant stood

and some casual conversation? How did it

you still remember why you

outcome… was predictable,

Zeyan was carried

to drink, so we’ll head back to the hotel first,”

me a message,” Jiang Jinsang instructed, showing concern since, after all, Qi

and about Teacher

go back with her; you don’t

Jinsang asked for Manager Chen’s home address, which was on the way to the Tang Family’s old

seat, buckled up, and sized up the driver. Jiang Jinsang wore sunglasses—even during the day it was one thing, but now

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