Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 480: 306 Recognizes Wanwan as goddaughter? Being a father-in-law is even more thrilling (2 updates) The car drove out of the hospital, then directly onto the elevated road. After about an hour, it finally turned into a wide plane-tree-lined boulevard. The tall plane trees on both sides blocked the sun, and having been pruned in the winter, they now sprouted new buds, lush at the branches.

Sunlight, fragmented by the trees, fell in pieces through the car window, dappling the face.

As the car sped along, the shadows danced along with it.

Although real estate in Beijing is incredibly valuable, sold-fashioned buildings have been preserved, and the buildings here also possessed styles from the tof the Republic. When the car approached a carved iron gate, the gate slowly opened. Driving straight in, the car stopped at a place resembling a parking lot.

It was Tang Wan's first tvisiting the Jiang Family's old mansion, so she couldn't help but take a couple more glances at the surrounding scenery.

This place was truly quiet; even the faint chirping of insects nearby could be heard clearly, making it indeed suitable for recuperation.

Jiang Jinsang was still "requested" by his two older brothers to sit in a wheelchair. Before they even entered the house, the grandmother had cout to welcthem, with Jiangjiang running at the front.

"Uncle Two, congratulations on being discharged. This is my gift to you." It was still a drawing.

In the drawing... if not for the eyes and mouth, it would be hard to tell that it was a person, legs spread as if hopping and skipping. A few crooked words were also written on the side: [For Uncle Two.] "Uncle Two, how is my drawing?" Jiangjiang asked expectantly.

"Very good, I like it a lot." He couldn't crush the child's confidence.

"Hurry and cinside, don't stay outside," said the grandmother, leaning on a cane, her tone carrying a hint of a smile.

Once everyone entered, the interior was as warm as spring. The decor was old-fashioned and simple, but what caught the eye most were the various flowers and potted plants nurtured in the corridor and inside.

Previously, Jiang Jinsang had kept many plants in his yard; she recognized slike pothos and cyclamen, and there were even valuable varieties like the lotus petal orchid.

"In the past, since all the children have grown up and I was idle, I kept splants at hto pass the time. Wanwan, with your skilful hands, you can helptake care of them after you move here," the grandmother said with a smile.

Before Tang Wan could speak, Jiang Jinsang bluntly said, "She can't!" "What's this, not even married yet and you already care so much for your wife." "I am worried about your flowers..." However, Jiang Jinsang hadn't finished speaking when Tang Wan gave him a look: Doesn't she have any dignity? After entering the house, aside from the Jiang family, Tang Yunxian and Shen Shuci, and Zhou Zhongqing were specially invited. Today, he was especially dressed in a sharp suit, looking spirited.

Shen Zhixian and her daughter also cout from a side room. The appearance of everyone was not unexpected, except for one person who surprised Tang Wan- Jiang Shiyi! "Cousin Three, long tno see," Jiang Jinsang greeted him politely.

"Congratulations on being discharged,” he said in a deep voice.

Jiang Shiyi struck others as one thing: aloof. If he purposely concealed himself, he could almost achieve an invisible presence.

However, Tang Wan had heard about his conflict with his father Jiang Zhaolin in the company and couldn't help but be somewhat wary of him.

"Miss Tang," he greeted Tang Wan naturally.

"Hello." Not very familiar, it was inevitably somewhat awkward.

"It's almost tto eat..." They had left the hospital after 10 a.m., and by the tthey arrived at the old m mansion it was nearly noon. Although it was a family banquet, everyone urged Zhou Zhongqing to sit near the seat of honor, right next to the grandmother. In a more traditional household, the arrangement of seats at the dining table is quite particular, and truly not just anyone can sit at the seat of honor.

"The life of Xiaowu was saved by you; you are a benefactor of our Jiang Family, so you sitting here is unobjectionable," the grandmother spoke frankly.

Today, although it was Jiang Jinsang's discharge that was being celebrated, the focus of the Jiang family was all on Zhou Zhongqing. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he was like a second parent to Jiang Jinsang.

"Then I won't be polite," said Zhou Zhongqing. If he objected further, it wouldn't be appropriate.

"Uncle Zhou, is your suit new?" Jiang Chengsi smiled, "Did you buy it just to celebrate Xiaowu's discharge? And you even got a haircut specially?"

Anyone could see that Zhou Zhongqing was exceptionally different today. In the hospitab hel could work continuously, sometimes not returning hfor days, with several surgeries in a row; his clothes could go from wet to dry, and he hardly cared about his appearance. Today, not only was he wearing a brand new suit, he had gotten a haircut, applied a hair treatment, and even inconspicuous white hairs at his temples were completely hidden-making him appear five to six years younger.

"Today is a 'Good Day'," Zhou Zhongqing said with a smile.

"Indeed, this wine was given toby someone a few years ago, said to be very good. I've never, been willing to drink it, but today I brought it out for everyone to try," Jiang Zhenhuan, who generally never showed any expression, today, rarely showed a hint of joy.