Chapter 467: Chapter 467
Ten minutes later, Li Wanshan left with a hint of a smile, and only when the sedan had driven through the gates did Wang Junchen retract his gaze, quickly returning to the study.
For an instant, he truly wanted to take drastic action and get rid of Li Wanshan ahead of time.
Fortunately, reason triumphed over his hot-headedness.
At this moment, only Jiangbei was waiting alone in the study, as Qin Feng had already received new orders and departed.
"Take the earliest flight to Country Y tomorrow."
"Boss, the mission is..."
"Go check on Uncle Quan’s... You must handle this yourself, maybe..." Wang Junchen hesitated, then pensively picked up the car model on the desk, his deep-set eyes turning slightly red.
The boss is feeling guilty, huh!
It’s understandable, Uncle Quan was a good guy, and an expert at fixing cars, what a pity.
"Understood, I will handle it."
Wang Junchen patted Jiangbei’s shoulder, speaking with a meaningful tone, "Go on, get some rest, and don’t act on your own with Tang Mei..."
"Boss, I’m not afraid of her..."
"If she really wanted to kill me, she wouldn’t have let me return last night, don’t worry, go ahead."
"Hmm, that’s true, understood." Jiangbei nodded in agreement, "Right, boss, you see, I told you there’s a reason why Li Wanshan would suddenly come over."
Wang Junchen was startled, frowning as he took the mobile phone handed over by Jiangbei, and after reading, his thin lips curved into a slight smirk.
"The old man really is... taking precautions before it rains."
[The family is celebrating, no visitors]
The sign posted at the entrance of Nanfeng Mansion certainly played its part, fending off those who came to congratulate, the curious, and those seeking Wang Jinhui’s help, all kept outside.
But this was not Wang Jinhui’s idea.
He wished he could announce it with gongs and drums, letting the whole world send their blessings, after all, he struggled most of his life to marry the woman he had longed for, and indeed, it was a cause for celebration.
However, as much as he wanted to celebrate, his wife’s preferences were the most important.
Keeping a low profile had always been her style.
The reason Tang Mei arranged it this way was indeed to ensure tranquility, not wanting to be disturbed, but also to draw a clear line with the Beijing Li Family.
At that moment, a white sedan slowly stopped not far from Nanfeng Mansion.
Jiang Yongli sat inside, refreshing the hot search over and over, looking through all the news about Wang Jinhui’s marriage registration, her heart feeling uncomfortably choked.
"Got married, to that old woman, Tang Mei, a university professor, proficient in several languages."
"So, you like cultured women?"
"But, I too graduated from a prestigious school!"
"As expected, affairs of the heart can’t be forced; if one doesn’t like you, then they simply don’t, even if you are as beautiful as an angel, they still won’t give me a second glance."
"Earning money is more realistic after all!"
After muttering a few complaints, Jiang Yongli felt a lot more comfortable and slowly started the car.
Her strong personality made her independent from a young age, otherwise, she wouldn’t have owned her building materials company despite the opposition from her two elder brothers. Although the business was moderate, it was enough to support herself.
She was clear-headed and wouldn’t follow in her niece Jiang Kexin’s footsteps by taking things to the extreme, losing her life for nothing.
Meanwhile, in Chicheng.
After returning to Lingxiao Manor, Tang Xiaowan first enjoyed a hearty meal, then headed to the walk-in closet.
When she emerged half an hour later,
the little wife looked stunning, having all the right curves in all the right places, and with lips as red as flames, she immediately made Leng Lingxiao’s blood boil.
Late at night, this was truly dangerous territory!
"Come, let your husband hold you."
Tang Xiaowan touched her nose and walked towards Leng Lingxiao with a giggling smile.
Leng Lingxiao had been lying on the bed, but seeing his little wife so adorable and compliant, he quickly got up, brimming with victorious joy, to greet her.
There was no gentle tasting, only an overwhelming surge.
He gripped the back of Tang Xiaowan’s head, kissing her fiery red lips fiercely, until her freshly applied lipstick was ruined beyond recognition.
"Um, it’s sweet, smells so good."
"Huahua, you... you look so handsome today, and it’s already so late. Why don’t you go take a bath?"
"Back in junior high, you used to flatter me with such rainbow farts, causing me to lose myself in them, unable to escape. Isn’t it time we settled this account?"
The man’s ulterior motives were self-evident.
Tang Xiaowan bashfully lowered her head.
"Nonsense, I did not, what I said was all true. You’ve always been really good-looking!"
"Is this nightgown... newly bought?"
Under the light, the silk fabric was fitted perfectly, and each smile revealed an innocence mingled with allure.
"Why all of a sudden did you think to... wear this kind of... It’s beautiful, but it makes it too easy to get a nosebleed."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Tang Xiaowan gave him a look, followed by a stomp on his foot, but just as she was about to step away, she was pulled back into the man’s arms.
"Stop it, you... pervert, go take your bath, I’ve already drawn the water for you."
At this time... shouldn’t it be a shower?
Leng Lingxiao simply asked himself this question in his heart, but did not voice it out loud.
His large hand rubbed Tang Xiaowan’s soft hair, and he lowered his head to her ear, whispering softly, "Wait for me, I’ll be out soon."
His voice was husky yet magnetic, and Tang Xiaowan’s thoughts were instantly scrambled.
"Oh, okay, I’ll wait for you."
Having received his little wife’s answer, Leng Lingxiao couldn’t help but smile mischievously and was very satisfied as he entered the bathroom.
But as soon as he entered, his expression changed.
Not normal, she’s deliberately tempting me?
If so, then let’s just play along, as it’s exactly what I want right now.
My little wife must be up to something tonight.
I have to keep an eye on her, or she might run off somewhere, like to the Wang Mansion, and might even attempt to collect Ye Wanhua’s blood, as well as Wang Junchen’s, but it would be too risky at this point in time.
What they didn’t know was that Wang Junchen had already woken up and was unharmed.
While bathing, Leng Lingxiao pondered over one question, whether he should share with Tang Xiaowan what Grandma Tang had entrusted to him.
After much thought, he decided it was better not to tell her and to just let things take their natural course.
After all, he had promised Grandma Tang and needed to be trustworthy. Perhaps Grandma Tang had her own plan. Like last night, she seemed to be helping Wang Junchen recall the past, but in fact, she was deliberately revealing information.
Could it be that she wanted to see Tangtang’s reaction?
Leng Lingxiao lay quietly in the bathtub filled with water, recalling all of Tang Xiaowan’s words and actions today, which were more or less normal.
Of course, except for tonight, she had deliberately put on makeup and worn a sexy nightgown.
His Little Tangtang had never been before.
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Her sweet voice came from outside the door.
"How about we shower together?"
"Stop it, or I won’t talk to you."
"Okay, okay, got it."
Little rascal, you didn’t add something strange to the bath salt, did you?
Thinking thus, Leng Lingxiao picked it up.
He wasn’t afraid of anything being in there. He knew his little wife wouldn’t harm him; at most it would be...
Forget it, as long as you’re happy, that’s all that matters!
The melodious whistling mixed with the water churning in the bathtub created a cheerful and comfortable atmosphere.
Meanwhile, outside the bathroom, Tang Xiaowan’s beautiful eyes pondered as she looked toward the walk-in closet, then the corners of her mouth curled up into a smug arc after a moment.