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Chapter 396: 256 is the king among dogs only when it eats the food in the bowl.

Jiang Shuyan’s car accident happened right outside the Jiang Family's door, and she was rushed to the hospital in

an emergency. The police also lingered at the Jiang Family's hfor quite stime, and though the Jiang

Family didn’t publicize Tang Wan's incident, the news still spread within the circle.

Even the Tang Family in Pingjiang had caught wind of it.

When Jiang Jinsang returned to his room, Tang Wan was on the phone, "...I'm really fine, those are just

exaggerations by outsiders."

"They said you fell down the mountain! This Jiang Shuyan must be crazy, tand again, what exactly does their

family want to do?"

"Dad, I'm really okay, don’t worry about me."

Tang Wan spoke until her mouth was dry and her tongue was parched before Tang Yunxian was barely convinced

and hung up the phone, his head turning towards Jiang Jinsang, "That was from my dad."

"Worry is normal," he had just gone downstairs to get sointment.

At this moment, Ruan Mengxi and Qi Zeyan had already left. The old man from the Qi Family had called,

summoning him back grimly with a final ultimatum.

"If you don’t cback now, continuing to fool around outside, I'll personally cto drag you back."

"I'm at the Jiang’s; I'm not wandering aimlessly."

"Their family has had an incident, don’t you know? That's their family matter. What are you doing there as an

outsider, going to watch the show? Hurry back here, and if | catch you at the door, don’t blme for not

showing you any respect, you little rascal. You're always finding excuses when it's tto work, but you're eager

when it comes to watching a show."

If the old man from his family really blocked the door, he might truly pick up a stick and break his legs. Qi Zeyan

hadn’t even enjoyed a bite of melon but got scolded by the old man, and he was still fuming on the way back.

Jiang Yanting had gone to the company, while Jiang Chengsi was originally on the second floor playing with

Jiangjiang. However, today was already special, his mood was oppressive, and Jiang Shuyan’s incident only

added to his irritation. So, he decided to go to the third floor to find Jiang Jinsang to join him for a couple of

drinks.

Unexpectedly, just as he approached the door, he heard someone’s voice from inside the room.

"Take off your clothes!"

Jiang Chengsi thought to himself, damn, in broad daylight, and with Tang Wan just having had an accident, still

unsettled, what the hell were the two of them doing!

He really hadn't realized that their little Xiaowu was such an eager beaver.

"Xiaowu..." Tang Wan’s voice sounded hesitant and reluctant, and just from the sound, one could tell she was

naturally all shy and embarrassed at the moment.

"Or should | help you?"

"| better do it myself..."

Jiang Chengsi felt that he should leave at this point, but his legs wouldn't move, and he leaned against the door,

taking out the cigarettes he had bought earlier from his pocket, held them between his fingers, and tapped them

gently on the back of his hand.

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The sound of clothes being removed was very faint, not clear enough to hear. Jiang Chengsi chuckled lightly,

really surprised to find that their Xiaowu would actually engage in such activities in broad daylight.

Jiang Jinsang was too thin, always giving off a frail and delicate impression, but to think, in such matters, he was

such a dominant person.

He chuckled softly, preparing to leave quietly, but then he heard Tang Wan cry out in pain from inside.

Her voice was gentle, coaxing, and even a woman would find it bone-melting, let alone Jiang Chengsi, who

coughed softly, hurried downstairs, and upon reaching the second floor, ran into Jiangjiang playing with a

remote-controlled motorcycle.

"Uncle Si, we can’t smoke inside the house."

Jiang Chengsi then realized he was holding a cigarette and, putting it away in his pocket with a smile, said, "Just

smelling the scent, | won't smoke it."

"Why are your ears red?"

"Hmm?" Jiang Chengsi coughed softly again, "Might be a bit hot."

Jiang Chengsi, thinking that Jiang Jinsang would be busy and Jiang Yanting was likely not to join him for a drink,

decided to call Qi Zeyan.

"Drink? Why aren’t you asking Xiaowu but askinginstead?"

"He's getting intimate with the younger sister."

"How do you know? Jiang Chengsi, you didn’t peep, did you? Oh my god, have you no shame?"

"They're throwing dog food around, it's unavoidable for me."

"Only when you consthe food in the bowl do you becthe king among dogs."

"Get lost—"

Meanwhile, on the third floor, Tang Wan was standing with her back to Jiang Jinsang. After she returned, she took

a bath, having rolled around in the forest and getting covered in dirt and grass seeds.

Her hand reached for her pajama buttons, just undoing two, and pulling her clothes back...

Jiang Jinsang stood behind her, reached out to lift her hair again, and swept it to one side, his gaze falling on her

tender, pale nape and the shoulder where her clothes had slid down.

His eyes were deep, his throat unconsciously tightened.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Jinsang then suddenly stretched out his hand to touch her nape, hooking a finger and pulling

it down an inch, as if his fingertip carried sparks, brushing down.

Heat poured over her heart, and her entire body tensed up in an instant.

But the next second, he suddenly pressed down on the spot of her butterfly bone, and that was when Tang Wan

cried out in pain.

"Other than your back, did you get hit anywhere else?" Being wrapped up warmly in winter, although Tang Wan

had no visible injuries, it was possible she wasn’t truly unscathed after tumbling down the mountain. Bumps and

bruises were inevitable.

But | didn’t tell others about these minor injuries, to avoid worrying them.

"That's all."

Jiang Jinsang sat behind her and pressed on her back, asking her where it hurt, it was mostly concentrated

around the shoulder blade.

His palm seemed to contain fire, and whenever he touched her, sparks seemed to scatter. Tang Wan held her

breath, clutching the front of her dress with both hands, worried that the fabric would completely slip off.

"What does my back look like? Is it red or bruised?" Tang Wan couldn't see, "The skin isn’t broken, so it shouldn't

leave a scar, right?"

"Do you mind having a scar?"

"Which girl wants to have..."

Tang Wan did not finish her sentence when her whole body suddenly tensed up; he... actually...

Jiang Jinsang leaned down and kissed her wound; his lips were dry, slightly cool, but startled Tang Wan so much

that her scalp tingled. She held her breath, as she felt his arms reaching around from behind to encircle her

waist, "Even if there's a scar, | wouldn't mind."

"If you don’t mind, then | don’t care," Tang Wan's fingers, still clutching her dress, tightened slightly.

"Hm? | thought all girls..."

"Anyway, only you can see that place. If you don’t despise it, what do | have to fear?"

Jiang Jinsang’s heart warmed, and he hugged her tighter, "Then do you mind scars on my body?"

"You have..."

Although they hadn't gone that far, their intimate moments weren't rare either. But every time, Tang Wan was in

a dazed state, always somewhat embarrassed, not having the courage to scrutinize him closely.

As Jiang Jinsang spoke, he let go, walked in front of her, took one of her hands, and lifted the hem of his own

shirt...

He was very warm, even his breath was scorchingly hot.

It was like the hottest summer day, with hot winds blowing, causing everyone's body to be covered with a fine

layer of sweat.

He held her hand and guided it to his waist, "Do you feel it?"

The scar was evident against his smooth skin.

"Yes." Tang Wan pursed her lips, "Is it from a surgery?"

Jiang Jinsang nodded, "There are many scars like this on my body."

"Is that so?" Tang Wan instinctively touched another spot, which caused Jiang Jinsang’s gaze to deepen a bit. This

girl sure was bold.

His skin was very fair, and he was not prone to scarring, so many of the marks weren't very noticeable. Unless

one touched them personally, from a distance, they might not even be visible to the naked eye.

Tang Wan merely wanted to see if his body had as many scars as he said, completely unaware that someone's

look was growing more profound.

"Still touching?"

Tang Wan was stunned, looked up, and met his eyes.

In that one second, her heart trembled.

That look in his eyes... was as if he wanted to devour her.

Immediately, Tang Wan retracted her hand, her movement swift.

"If it weren't for the injuries on your body, I..."

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sentence before his phone started

vibrating. It was hismotheccalig.

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communicate, Fan Mingyu wouldn't

just yell out, she would usually call.

He cleared his throat, "Hello—Mom."

"Your third cousin has arrived. Bring Wanwan down, let her meet the family."

"Okay."

After Jiang Jinsang hung up the phone and turned around, Tang Wan had already buttoned up her dress, not

having tto apply the medicine ointment, "What's the matter with Auntie?"

"My cousin has arrived."

"The third cousin?"

Jiang Jinsang nodded, "Get dressed, we're going downstairs."

"What kind of person is he, really?" Tang Wan had just dealt with Jiang Shuyan, whom was his actual sister, so

naturally, she felt uneasy.

"Scared?" Jiang Jinsang chuckled, "Just bring out the attitude you had when you confronted Jiang Shuyan. You

didn’t notice, but you gave my parents quite a fright with your sudden outburst today."

At the time, Tang Wan was too angry

to notice how others saw her; after

all, what Jiang Shur Wartted was

her life. NW, hearing what Jiang

Jinsang said, Tang Wan bit her lip,

feeling too ashamed to face anyone.

When the two arrived on the first

floor, the first thing they saw Was

merely a back view sf edneone

skitifg N {re sofa. Probably hearing

their footsteps, that person stood up,

turned around, and greeted them.

Tang Wan'’s breath hitched; his looks and demeanor, in every aspect, were completely different from what she

had pictured.