Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 211: 158 Unbearable Fatherly Love, Discussing How to Drive?

The next morning,

Tang Wan came downstairs just in time to see Jiang Chengsi coming back from a jog with Jiangjiang, the little guy was still kind of chubby, his cheeks reddened from the chilly wind, puffing out clouds of mist with his hands on his waist.

Jiang Chengsi was dressed lightly, tall and long-legged, with a casual and flamboyant attitude, he nodded and smiled at Tang Wan as a way of greeting.

“Jiangjiang,” called Jiang Yanting from around the corner, and only then did Jiangjiang, hand still on his little waist, make his way upstairs with difficulty.

“Miss Tang, you’re up early,” Jiang Chengsi walked over.

“Yeah, I’m going to the hospital.”

“I’m about to take Jiangjiang out, do you need a ride?”

Tang Wan raised an eyebrow, by what means exactly? Motorcycle? With the temperature in Beijing already plummeting below zero, does he intend to freeze himself to death?

“I’ll take her, no need for fourth brother to trouble himself,” Jiang Jinsang descended from upstairs.

Given his personality, he could say who knows what to Tang Wan; people are always safer by his side.

At this moment someone’s phone vibrated. Tang Wan instinctively reached for her own phone, but Jiang Chengsi had already answered his call, “Hello—”

“Your sister is leaving the country today, let’s have lunch together at noon,” came the voice of Jiang Zhaolin.

Shuyan was outside the house last night, no one knew how long she had knelt, nor did anyone

a big scandal, even though outsiders don’t know the inside story, they don’t understand why she was taken to the police station,

“Leaving so soon?”

“Noon at eleven, international…”

didn’t finish speaking

word still needs to be said, just tell her for me: take good care

Jiang

he was almost driven to a heart attack, cursing that he had

the discord between father and son, but she

…

back to their room, gave him

something,” Jiangjiang bit his

“What’s the matter?”

would take me to the aquarium, can I go?” He was supposed to have

you want

“I, I just…”

call your tutoring

paused, then his face broke into a smile,

was acting out of character today, letting him get

mealtime, when he quietly pushed the carrots to one side of the bowl, his

do you want to bring?” Jiang Yanting, whenever he had time, was hands-on with his son’s

to

bring, your backpack won’t fit it, you’ll have to choose something else. There’s hot

were usually strictly controlled by Jiang Yanting, especially after he had a cavity from eating candy, his sugar intake was severely limited. Yet today, his father had actually packed a pocketful of