Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot-Chapter 40 - 0 I like everything you do does she have him in
Chapter 40: 040 I like everything you do, does she have him in her heart?
Chapter 40: 040 I like everything you do, does she have him in her heart?
The next morning,
as the old master went out early in the morning to walk his bird, he happened to run into Jiang Jinsang coming out from the East Courtyard.
“Grandpa Tang,” Jiang Jinsang had spent the previous night with Tang Wan’s gentle “Is that okay?” ringing in his mind and hadn’t slept well.
Hua Mei, seeing Jiang Jinsang, called out even louder.
The two then walked together to the front hall.
Tang Wan had slept all afternoon yesterday and had a good night’s sleep as well; she got up just after five and, from the corner of her eye, saw the two men enter the house, “Hurry up and sit down, it’s just in time for breakfast.”
The old master, all the while observing Jiang Jinsang, asked, “You don’t look very spirited. Did you not sleep well last night? Or are you feeling unwell?”
“No, it was just that I went to bed late yesterday.” How could he admit he couldn’t sleep because of Tang Wan?
The old master chuckled softly while feeding the birds, “Did Wanwan disturb your rest yesterday?”
“Grandpa—” Tang Wan frowned.
“What? You didn’t go see him yesterday?” the old man teased.
“I went for a little while…” It didn’t add up to even fifteen minutes.
The old master’s smile grew deeper and more inscrutable, looking as if he understood everything; Tang Wan couldn’t argue with him, “You’ve fed the bird, now hurry up and wash your hands for breakfast.”
When Jiang Jinsang saw the breakfast, his fingers subconsciously rubbed together.
The breakfast was entirely filled with his favorite dishes, but some were specialties of the north which, although available in Pingjiang, were not typically eaten for breakfast.
He could almost be sure now that there was a mole in their family.
Jiang Jinsang had not slept well the night before, and despite a table full of delicacies, he had no appetite and only sipped a bit of tofu pudding without touching anything else.
Tang Wan slightly frowned. Could it be that the breakfast didn’t suit his taste?
At that moment in the Jiang Family,
having just finished breakfast, Mrs. Jiang was looking at a picture on her phone and, catching sight of someone descending the stairs, she called out, “The picture you fixed for me yesterday—I sent it out without looking at it carefully. This one…”
It had things Jiang Jinsang didn’t like and many he truly enjoyed.
Mrs. Jiang could compose a text well, but organizing and collating all the information into a pictorial format was not her strength; she had to leave it to someone’s older brother.
“Is there a problem?”
“I wanted to address his picky eating habits, but you’ve listed a bunch of stuff he loves to eat as well.”
“Miss Tang prepares the meals often picking on his dislikes deliberately; do you think he wouldn’t guess? Mixing favorite and least favorite items is safer.”
“…”
That made sense, actually.
Meanwhile, Jiang Jinsang had already become suspicious yesterday. If it had been one or two coincidences of Tang Wan accidentally getting things right, it wouldn’t matter, but the tea with broken silver leaves was too much of a coincidence.
On the way back to the courtyard, Jiang Jinsang pondered over who could have leaked his likes and dislikes. Thinking it over, the person who could have been in contact with Tang Wan and had such a peculiar sense of humor…
He had a target in mind.
Tang Wan walked back with him, and she too was pondering something, as she had begun to suspect the things Mrs. Jiang gave her.
Initially, when she was told that Jiang Jinsang liked cilantro, she had been puzzled, and the breakfast this morning was clearly something he enjoyed yet he barely touched his food.
Instead of guessing, she decided to ask directly.
Just as they entered the courtyard and Jiang Jinsang was about to head to his room, Tang Wan stopped him, “Fifth Master, was today’s breakfast not to your liking?”
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Jiang Jinsang turned and looked at her, “What?”
He had been distracted by his thoughts and hadn’t heard her clearly, so he naturally walked a couple of steps toward her, “What did you just say?”
Jiang Cuo stood to the side, speechless:
“What kind of sassy movement is this!”
They were just talking to you, no one asked you to move closer.
“I just wanted to ask if the breakfast wasn’t tasty, I noticed you didn’t eat much,” Tang Wan saw the person in front of her getting closer and wanted to step back, but thought better of it and simply stood her ground, letting him approach until he was right in front of her.
The sunrise shone from the east, sunlight falling into the courtyard and just hitting Jiang Jinsang’s face, scattering golden light that made one unconsciously want to keep looking.
“Did you prepare the breakfast?” his voice was gentle, always stirring emotions.
“Yes.”
“Why did you think I would like it?”
Tang Wan was at a loss for words. Out of politeness, she had been looking at him, but now her gaze drifted uncertainly to a flowerpot nearby.
In the autumn breeze, the branches were almost bare, with just a few sturdy green leaves at the top.
“Lately, it’s been mostly Pingjiang snacks for breakfast, and I was afraid you wouldn’t be accustomed to those, so I prepared some northern dishes. But I didn’t see you eat much, so I wanted to ask…”
Tang Wan definitely wouldn’t betray Mrs. Jiang, she only mentioned it was common courtesy for a guest to be well taken care of.
Before she could finish, she heard the man in front of her say in a low voice:
“I like it very much.”
Tang Wan’s gaze became intense, and her breathing deepened.
For a man and a woman, these four words alone always carried a different implication of intimacy, especially since Jiang Jinsang’s gaze was so intense, different from his usual look.
“I just didn’t sleep well last night, didn’t have much of an appetite, but I really like what you prepared.” he further explained.
Tang Wan’s breathing and heartbeat were somewhat erratic.
She quickly changed the subject, “Right, my grandfather loves to talk nonsense. Don’t take his words seriously.”
Tang Wan didn’t think that Jiang Jinsang’s poor sleep had anything to do with her; after all, she was only there for over ten minutes and it was already past nine, he hadn’t been sleeping.
Jiang Jinsang raised an eyebrow, “What exactly did Grandpa Tang say that I shouldn’t take seriously?”
Both were clever people, some things were clear to them, yet forcing Tang Wan to spell it out made her struggle with the words, and she simply blurted out, “It’s nothing, I should head back to my room now. You didn’t sleep well last night, maybe you should take a nap.”
Almost fleeing, she closed the door with a bang, and only then did Jiang Jinsang slightly curve his lips into a smile and turn to go back inside.
**
He had deliberately asked Tang Wan just now, wanting to confirm whether she had inquired into his preferences.
Jiang Cuo and Jiang Jiu were both smart. As soon as he entered the room, Jiang Cuo hurriedly explained, “Sir, we definitely didn’t reveal your preferences.”
“I know,” Jiang Jinsang had already guessed who it was.
Jiang Cuo frowned, “Then you not liking cilantro and such, that definitely wouldn’t be our doing…”
That would be asking for trouble! They weren’t itching for a beating.
To support his own thoughts, he nudged the person next to him, “Jiang Jiu, say something, it’s not like it was us anyway.”
The moment Jiang Jiu spoke, Jiang Cuo’s mind was blown.
“No matter who it was, Miss Tang inquiring about your preferences and preparing food for you ultimately shows she has you on her mind and cares about you.”
Jiang Jinsang raised an eyebrow, signaling him to elaborate.
“If one doesn’t care, they wouldn’t bother to look after a stranger.”
“Sir, Miss Tang cares about you.”
Jiang Cuo was stunned, his eyes wide as saucers:
Damn, how did I not think of that.
Sly man, at least leave me a few lines to say myself.
