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Chapter 372: 243 Mr. Wei Meng Possessed, The Type of Guy Girls Like the Most (2nd Update)

Beijing's Jiang Family

The house had been in chaos that morning because of Jiang Zhaolin’s incident. The old lady was so angry that

she hadn't eaten lunch, and she only perked up upon hearing that Shen Zhixian and Taotao would be coming

over in the evening.

Tang Wan had taken a short nap after lunch, planning to notify Jiang Jinsang before she went downstairs. Usually

at this time, he would be reading, so she didn’t think much of it and simply moved aside the cabthat

separated the two rooms. She wasn’t expecting Jiang Chengsi to be there too, with his back to her.

A broad, red line stretched from top to bottom, a dozen centimeters long.

It lay heavily on his back, quite a shocking sight.

What was even more jarring were the crisscrossing scars over his body, and a sinister, stitched wound on the

side of his lower back. The suturing was rough, causing the scar to heal poorly.

"Sorry, I...", Tang Wan hadn't expected him to be there.

"You cat the right time, helpget the tissues," Jiang Jinsang was applying medicine to him.

"Jiang Xiaowu, could you be a bit gentler?"

"You're afraid of pain?"

"This isn’t flesh, you know!"

"Then why didn’t you duck at that time?"

"How was | supposed to know he’d hitfrom behind? He actually played dirty. Otherwise, do you think | would

have taken a hit for no reason? I'm not stupid."

What Jiang Chengsi said afterwards about enduring it because Jiang Zhaolin was his father was complete

nonsense.

With his temperament, if he had known about the sneak attack, how could he have just stood there and taken

that hit?

"You should've known better than to run back then; you wouldn't be welcomed. And yet you ran back. Isn't that

just asking for trouble?" Jiang Jinsang chuckled softly.

"Should have just taken out the photo of eldest brother; otherwise, | wouldn't have bothered going back."

As Tang Wan listened to their conversation, she understood that the injuries were caused by Jiang Zhaolin.

Standing to the side, she occasionally helped out, applied the ointment properly, and waited for it to be

absorbed. Then Jiang Chengsi put his clothes back on and went to the fiberglass edge, "Lord Wansui, let's go, I'll

take you to bask in the sun."

Lord Wansui: Don’t touch me!

But being a tortoise, he had no way out, slow to run and unable to evade.

"Don’t move around too much with your injury," Jiang Jinsang warned him.

"Nosy," Jiang Chengsi retorted, picking up Lord Wansui'’s little shell and walking out.

Tang Wan helped to pack up the medicine box, "The injuries on fourth brother's back..."

"He's a professional motorcyclist, and he also raced cars for a while. With such dangerous sports, how could he

not have been injured? There was one the had an accident and nearly lost his life, lying in bed for half the

year in a cast," Jiang Jinsang said with a resigned smile. "He went through a phase where he was so wild, he

seemed to have a death wish."

"Did grandma not intervene?" It was apparent that the old lady was very fond of Jiang Chengsi.

"After eldest cousin left, he changed a lot. Grandma was afraid he’d do something rash. His racing was just a

way to vent. She tried to persuade him a couple of times but then let him be. He wasn’t at all careful with his

own body."

"And what about you?" Tang Wan asked him in return.

"Me?"

"Uncle Zhou mentioned surgery; what are your thoughts? Are you going to go through with it?"

Jiang Jinsang’s head started to ache.

"Still have the nerve to talk about others!"

Was he... being chastised by his wife?

"You can't completely trust what

Uncle Zhou says. | think I've been

feeling quite well late s@ePIie

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"Don’t trust his opinion, but should | trust yours?" Tang Wan was nearly saying: | can’t entirely trust the words of

a sickly person.

"After all, Uncle Zhou is a doctor; he

won't harm you. You should really

consider the SET gimoehes

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reasons. And with the way your

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Tang Wan continued to prattle on as she packed the medicine box.

She felt a light tap on her shoulder and turned slightly to find Jiang Jinsang drawing her into his arms. Tang Wan

stumbled into him, her balance unsteady, her hands instinctively wrapping around his neck.

Her body temperature was somewhat lower compared to the warmth inside his room, her cool hands pressed

against his neck as she took shallow breaths.

His look was a mix of anger and reproach, which stirred something deep within Jiang Jinsang.

"Does it still hurt?" Jiang Jinsang looked at her, his throat dry and ticklish, and he swallowed a couple of times.

"It still feels a bit sore."

"I'll give it a rub later."

They had known each other for so

long; Tang Wan had a clear idea of

what was on Jiang fingpng sind.

Eyenthbugh Yheknew he was

simmering inside, she deliberately

tightened her arms around his neck,

leaning her whole body against him...

The closeness was seamless, making one’s heart quiver.

Jiang Jinsang was a normal man with thoughts stirring within him. Her deliberate intimacy was challenging for

him to resist, "Wanwan?"