Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 343: 227 The Bride Who Came in Sleep, Master Wu’s Night Visit to the Fragrant Chamber (4 Chapters)

The studio staff dismissal seemed to be over and done with, and the following few days were exceptionally tranquil, a rare peace without a breeze or wave in sight.

Tang Wan was busy with Cyan Feather work, so occupied that she would even skip meals, let alone pay attention to Jiang Jinsang. Even their phone calls were hurriedly cut short, unavoidably neglecting him.

Jiang Jinsang knew she was busy, and as a considerate and qualified boyfriend, he shouldn’t constantly disturb her. Missing her, he still had to endure, which was truly torturous.

"...I’m saying, Jiang Xiaowu, we came out to have fun, why the sighs and lamentations?" Qi Zeyan furrowed his brow, "What’s the matter, had a fight with your sister-in-law?"

This guy, Jiang Jinsang, was always a bit off, with a naturally quirky temper. Everyone thought that falling in love might make him a bit more normal, but no...

He became even quirkier!

"She’s been too busy lately, no time for him," Jiang Yanting explained.

"She’s busy, but she has us, right?" Qi Zeyan took a seat next to him, "How about we drink tonight until we can’t stand up?"

"Why is Wanwan so busy? Don’t you have any clue?" Jiang Jinsang looked at him seriously.

Qi Zeyan was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized, "I’m not in charge of the project. You’re about to go to the Tang family to propose soon. That’s not something you can back out of lightly; have you really thought about stepping into the tomb that is marriage?"

"What’s the matter, you’re not over Wanwan yet, planning to rob the grave?"

"..."

Robbing the grave? Given Jiang Jinsang’s personality, even if he were "dead and buried," he would resurrect and leap up to beat him!

A brother’s wife is off-limits, especially Jiang Jinsang’s corner. Even if he were holding a hoe, he’d have to detour and walk away.

Since the news of Jiang Jinsang’s engagement spread, it was truly game over for him. His old man was harping on him every day, pulling his ears, asking him when he would find a partner.

He’d say, even with Jiang Jinsang’s poor health, lying around at home asleep, he managed to sleep himself into a marriage. When he was out and about bouncing around every day, why hasn’t he seen him bring a bride home?

him to stop dawdling outside, just come

Tang Wan into his life? What kind of barbaric notions are

in a passionate phase of their relationship. Jiang Jinsang knew she was busy; it was

was already afternoon, and by the time he

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Jinsang had arrived. At that moment, she was still hard at work, head down, handling the metal base needed for Cyan Feather, which was an extreme test of one’s

going to rest?" Shen Shuci had stayed in her room all

to sleep first," Tang Wan said, too busy to even

to rest early, don’t stay up too late." Seeing her intense focus, Shen Shuci poured her a cup of tea and didn’t say much else, took his things, and quietly closed the door behind him as he

night, the surroundings quieted down. The dim, old lights along the way in the tranquil courtyard carried an unintentional sense of horror

the pet bird Hua Mei

door opening, only for Hua Mei to suddenly raise its voice, drowning

frequently thieves climbing

had chirped a few times, then suddenly stopped. What was up with this bird? Its calls rarely came to

was screeching, had someone silenced it

surroundings, picked up a stick that was lying to one side,

...

a period of time, so he naturally knew how to open the door and enter. At this hour of the night, he had no intention of alarming anyone. Jiang Jiu went to park the

wind rustled the branches and leaves as the frail moonlight intertwined with the artificial lights, casting the tremulous shadow of trees on the ground,

Cuo was somewhat speechless, wondering why it felt as though they were committing

the side, wielding something similar to

in front, and the club was almost cutting

instinctively dodged to the side,

dodged; the club missed its mark. If someone was attacking

even see who the person was before rushing over to throw a

squinted her eyes, trying to see his face clearly, but he had already launched an attack at

her fingers clenched tightly, and threw a heavy

Accompanied by a cry of pain, Jiang Cuo stepped back, covering