Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot-Chapter 1098 - 647: Fourth Master Holds Grudges—A So-Called “Old Spot” Date? (Second Update)

Chapter 1098: Chapter 647: Fourth Master Holds Grudges—A So-Called “Old Spot” Date? (Second Update)

Jiang Mansion

Tang Wan was painting a portrait of her son. She was very good at drawing jewelry, flowers, birds, insects, and fish, but her skills in portraits were a bit lacking. No matter how she tried, she could never capture the feeling she wanted.

Her phone buzzed with a message from Ruan Mengxi, which included a photo full of local specialties, all bought for her.

There were also some special small toys, which she said outright were for her godson.

[You still have time for shopping. It seems like Zeyan is getting along well with your uncle.] Tang Wan replied with a smile.

[Not just well, believe it or not, he has been playing cards with my parents for an hour now.]

[What happened?]

[How would I know? And he’s even wearing my dad’s clothes now.]

[...]

Tang Wan was dumbfounded, unable to understand how their relationship had developed to this point. Uncle Ruan should theoretically dislike Qi Zeyan.

Jiang Jinsang was discussing the one-month-old celebration with his family. He didn’t want to make a big deal out of it, but with the commotion caused by the little one’s birth, it was impossible to keep a low profile.

Throwing a grand banquet meant investing more manpower and resources. Recently, the entire Jiang family had been busy with this matter.

Around ten at night, Jiang Jinsang returned to the room to find Tang Wan still playing with her phone.

"Why aren’t you asleep yet?"

"Waiting for you." During her confinement, apart from eating and drinking, Tang Wan mostly slept. After napping during the day, she had no desire to sleep at night. "How’s the preparation for the one-month-old celebration going?"

"Pretty smoothly. I’m going to the hotel tomorrow to check things out. I’ll go with dad to taste the dishes and finalize the banquet’s menu and drinks."

Lately, Jiang Jinsang’s relationship with Tang Yunxian had improved, possibly because of the birth of the child. Tang Yunxian’s attitude towards him was much better because of the little grandson.

"Stop playing with your phone and get some rest."

"I’ll talk with Xixi for a bit, then go to sleep."

"How are things between her and Zeyan?" Jiang Jinsang inquired.

"I honestly don’t know about the two of them, but it seems his relationship with uncle has improved a bit. They went out to have fun during the day and played cards at the hotel at night. I heard he even won over two hundred yuan from uncle."

"..."

Jiang Jinsang smirked:

Their daughter hasn’t even married over yet, and he dares to win money from his father-in-law at cards? Truly, Qi Zeyan is something else.

...

Jiang Jinsang had two fathers-in-law and naturally tried to please them, although not everyone fell for that. Ruan Daqiang was straightforward; when it came to playing cards, you had to take it seriously. Always letting him win on purpose just wouldn’t be fun.

After a round of cards, he felt that Qi Zeyan seemed like a genuine person.

However, he had plenty of work to do and couldn’t stay long, so he booked a flight back to Beijing for the next morning.

This further increased Ruan Daqiang’s goodwill towards him.

For a father, it’s not enough just to see if a man likes his daughter and can cherish her. He also has to see if the man is responsible, capable, ambitious, and capable of managing a family.

Chasing love is important, but if all you have is a lover’s brain and neglect work, it just won’t do.

Qi Zeyan didn’t spend much time with Ruan Mengxi during this visit, but he did end up sharing a room with Ruan Daqiang for two nights.

On the next morning, it was Ruan Daqiang himself who drove him to the airport.

"Uncle, when you come to Beijing, I’ll pick you up," Qi Zeyan was still quite polite in his dealings with him.

"Go on, get through security."

Ruan Daqiang was the type who had a hard mouth but a soft heart, waving to bid him a hasty farewell.

As he was leaving, he couldn’t help but add a word of caution, "Stay safe."

Qi Zeyan beamed, "Thank you, Uncle."

After passing through security, Qi Zeyan called Ruan Mengxi. He thought that his own sweet romance was finally about to begin.

But after exchanging a few words, it seemed another call came in for Ruan Mengxi. "Fourth Master is calling, I’ll hang up on you first."

What the heck?

Cutting off his call just for Jiang Chengsi’s call?

What was that bastard Jiang Chengsi up to? Didn’t he have any sense!

Later, he confronted Jiang Chengsi to ask what he meant by it.

"Xiaoruan is my employee. As her boss, what’s wrong with me calling her?"

"I’m her boss too."

"You’re just the second boss."

"..." Qi Zeyan took a deep breath, "Are you deliberately trying to mess with me?"

"I think you’re overreacting. I genuinely had business to discuss with her." If Jiang Chengsi really wanted to cause trouble, he would have already called Ruan Mengxi back with a single call. A boss’s urgent summons would definitely be executed immediately by an employee.

"I’ll probably arrive in Beijing around 1 o’clock. Come pick me up, and we’ll talk."

Qi Zeyan had already confirmed that he liked Ruan Mengxi, and naturally didn’t want her to work under Jiang Chengsi, being bossed around.

"Sorry, I don’t have time."

"How could you not have time? The club is closed, what else could be keeping you busy?" As for the bars and clubs he owned, they were only busy at night.

"If you can chase your wife across miles for a date, can’t I have my own plans?"

Qi Zeyan chuckled lightly, "Who exactly are you meeting? Give me his number, and I’ll go look for him."

Everyone mingled in the same social circles, their networks almost completely overlapping.

"You don’t know him," Jiang Chengsi said bluntly.

"Oh, come on, you got something going on, huh? Tell me, are you seeing some girl? I can give you some advice."

"Asking you for advice is useless. I’d rather ask Old Huo. Your roundabout way of chasing after a wife is no match for Old Huo’s direct and efficient approach."

At least Huo Qinqi was straightforward, aiming straight and true, not a hint of ambiguity. With Qi Zeyan’s love life? Hardly worth showcasing.

He didn’t think much of it.

Qi Zeyan still wanted to argue a bit, but the flight announcement instructed him to turn off his phone, making him sulk throughout the entire journey.

**

Switching back to the other side

Jiang Chengsi had arranged to meet "Miss Xiao" today to deliver an invitation. He couldn’t possibly wear his biker gear for that. Though he didn’t dress up deliberately, he wasn’t his usual casual self either, looking sharp and neat. As always, he rode out on his motorcycle.

After all, with his beloved bike, he never had to worry about traffic jams.

Having learned a lesson from their last meeting, Jiang Chengsi arrived a little early, not wanting to keep the young lady waiting. When he got there, he even sent her a message.

[Wanbaohui, I’ll be waiting for you at our usual spot.]

After sending the message, he felt something was off.

They had only met a few times, how could there be a "usual spot" already? It felt like a date.

Worried she might not find him, he stood at the entrance waiting. The sun was warm today, and in a windless spot, it felt quite cozy as it set.

Jiang Chengsi occasionally checked his watch. He had indeed come too early. He was used to making others wait for him, and any waiting he did was usually for friend gatherings, never for a girl like this.

More importantly, he was standing beside two other guys, one of whom was holding a large bouquet of roses.

"Hey bro, are you waiting for your girlfriend too?" Out of boredom, the three of them began chatting.

"No, I’m not."

"Why not? If not waiting for your girlfriend, who else would it be? If a friend kept you waiting too long, you’d probably call to hurry them up. But with a girlfriend, it’s not convenient to push."

Jiang Chengsi felt no need to explain further and stood quietly.

The other two, seeing his cold demeanor, continued chatting among themselves.

The conversation was about dating and they recommended some couple-friendly places to visit in Beijing. Jiang Chengsi was unaware that Beijing had popular spots like a famous couple’s bridge or other gimmicky dating spots.

"Seeing you buy flowers, I just remembered I should buy a bouquet too," one guy nudged.

"No worries, I’ll give you one!" The other responded generously, handing him a flower for good measure.

Jiang Chengsi, being single, couldn’t join in on the love talk and just listened quietly, checking the time now and then...

Then, out of the blue, a rose was thrust into his hand.

"What... what are you doing?"

"Give it to your girlfriend. She’ll definitely be happy to see it. It’s not about how many flowers, just the gesture that counts. Girls love that."

"..."

Jiang Chengsi wanted to return the flower, but by then the guy’s girlfriend had arrived, and he’d gone off to greet her. The other guy quickly left too, leaving him alone with a single rose, standing there dumbfounded.

What the heck?

What did he need this for?

If "Miss Xiao" saw this, who knows what she’d think. He looked around for a trash bin to throw the flower away but saw a familiar figure instead.

A white down jacket over a dark skirt, wearing a black hat, with quick steps. She smiled when she saw Jiang Chengsi but seemed momentarily taken aback by the rose in his hand.

And Jiang Chengsi felt just as awkward, the rose in his hand neither appropriate to discard nor to keep!

Contemplating deeply, he rubbed his fingers over the rose stem, pricking them unintentionally, while the girl in the distance reached him.

Her scent was faint yet sweet, even the cold wind seemed to carry a hint of sweetness.

"Fourth Master, sorry to keep you waiting." In fact, she had arrived ten minutes early.

"It’s me who came too early." Jiang Chengsi fiddled awkwardly with the rose in his hand. A man and a woman walking together, with the man holding flowers, what did that look like?

Throwing the flowers in front of her would be awkward, yet giving her the flowers didn’t seem quite right either...

This was the most awkward Jiang Chengsi had ever felt in his life.