Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot-Chapter 66 - 0 Uncle Wu is a soft persimmon Stepping into the
Chapter 66: 066 Uncle Wu is a soft persimmon? Stepping into the minefield (3 more updates)
Chapter 66: 066 Uncle Wu is a soft persimmon? Stepping into the minefield (3 more updates)
Tang Yunxian rushed out just in time to see a man from the Jiang Family, wearing sunglasses, dragging someone into an elevator while Tang Mo cried and followed him. It was a VIP hospital ward with few people on the floor, only a handful of medical staff spectating.
“Defu!” Zhang Liyun spotted her brother immediately.
But Jiang Jiu moved quickly and had shut the door by the time she rushed towards the elevator.
Zhang Liyun kept pressing the elevator open button, but the elevator was already moving downward…
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“Mom!” Tang Mo’s eyes were red.
“What’s going on here? What are you all doing here? Why was your uncle beaten?”
Tang Mo panicked, her explanations disjointed and missing the point.
Just then, another elevator arrived. Zhang Liyun immediately got in and headed down, followed by Tang Mo.
“Sir?” The assistant looked at Tang Yunxian, “This…”
“Back to the ward.”
…
When Tang Yunxian arrived at the ward, the weather had cleared up. Jiang Jinsang was sitting by the window, soaking up the sun, alongside a man with a slicked side-part hairdo, exuding an air of peaceful aging.
The issue had to be traced back to a few minutes prior when the specialist had just arrived and, after a brief examination of the elder, requested a private discussion with family members, calling Tang Wan out.
Qi Zeyan had arrived later, regretting his absence last night upon hearing about the incident.
“Should I not have left? Did I miss a chance to be a hero?”
“Our Wanwan must have been terrified, that He or whoever, truly a scumbag. If I were there, I would have killed him.”
Our Wanwan?
Jiang Jinsang rubbed his fingers together, growing increasingly shameless?
…
Qi Zeyan was taken aback, “But Jiang Xiaowu, didn’t we leave at the same time? How come you came back?”
“Chen’s mother was worried about her, so she asked me to check on her.” Jiang Jinsang lied smoothly, knowing well that Qi Zeyan couldn’t go to the old house to verify with Chen’s mother.
“By the way, hasn’t Mr. Tang returned? What’s my future father-in-law like? Is he easy to deal with?”
Just as Jiang Jinsang was about to speak, the door of the ward was suddenly flung open, its force jarring Jiang Jinsang.
A greasy middle-aged man appeared at the door, with Tang Mo scurrying behind.
“Uncle, slow down.”
This man was Zhang Liyun’s only brother—Zhang Defu.
Idle and irresponsible, indulging in gambling and drinking, dabbling in all sorts of vices, his wife had left him, and he was currently living alone.
“Where is Tang Yunxian?”
He was fat and corpulent, perhaps too heavy, dragging his body sideways as he walked.
“Uncle Tang seems not to be here.” Tang Mo bit her lip, her hair disheveled, her face downturned, fearing the slap she had received that morning might be seen.
“I ask you, where is Tang Yunxian?” Zhang Defu pointed at Jiang Jinsang.
He had a pale, bloodless complexion, even under the sun, exuding a frail presence.
There were only three people in the ward then; aside from Jiang Jinsang and Qi Zeyan, there was the sunglass-wearing Jiang Jiu.
So in this room…
He looked the easiest to bully.
Qi Zeyan sat by, staring at Zhang Defu.
Where the hell did this idiot come from? Across Beijing, no one dared to be so rude in front of him, especially pointing at his nose.
…
“Uncle!” Tang Mo hastily stopped him from seeking death, having seen how ruthless Jiang Jinsang could be.
“Why are you stopping me? Call your mom, ask where they are? They’re bullying us too much, sending a lawyer’s letter without a word, hitting a child, and damn it, thinking about divorce!”
This incident involved Tang Mo. Since the matter had blown up, Zhang Defu was bound to visit the Tang Family to check the situation. Tang Mo was covering her face, crying. When asked who had hit her, she sobbed and muttered that a divorce might be happening?
Zhang Defu exploded instantly, “Was it Tang Yunxian who hit you?”
“No, no…” Tang Mo denied.
“If it wasn’t him, then who hit you? Could it be your mom? Or are you going to tell me that you fell down?”
Zhang Liyun and her daughter depended on each other, and she spoiled Tang Mo, so Zhang Defu wouldn’t believe that she was the one who hit her.
Furthermore, given this morning’s incident with the lawyer’s letter and the fact that Tang Yunxian had never liked him, he assumed rashly that it was Tang Yunxian who had hit her; no matter how Tang Mo tried to explain, it was useless.
He stormed into the hospital, ready to confront them, but bumped into Jiang Jinsang.
“What the hell are you looking at me for? Where is Tang Yunxian?” Zhang Defu was habitually aggressive, and many tried to avoid him, preferring to suffer a loss rather than confront him directly.
Jiang Jinsang’s gaze was deep, giving him a glance that carried undisguised mockery.
“Try glaring at me one more time?”
Zhang Defu, used to bullying people, thought he’d picked an easy target since he didn’t find Tang Yunxian. He thought getting angry with some sickly individual would do.
“Uncle, that’s Lord Jiang Five,” Tang Mo whispered.
“I don’t care who he is, what’s with that look in your eyes!”
Ignoring Tang Mo’s attempt to stop him, Zhang Defu pointed at Jiang Jinsang and charged over.
Jiang Jiu took a healthy step, grabbed his wrist, twisted it backwards with a snap that sounded his bones, and forced his hand behind his back, contorting his body into a bizarre pose.
With a kick to his back, Zhang Defu face-planted into the ground with a dog-eating-dirt maneuver accompanied by a wretched scream.
“Oh my god—too violent!” Qi Zeyan was astounded, “But…”
“I like it!”
“He’s not young, and he has no manners whatsoever.”
Jiang Jinsang turned to glance out the window, speaking in a low voice, “Don’t disturb Grandpa Tang’s rest. Besides, they just cleaned this morning. Fighting here… would make it dirty.”
Then the scene followed with Jiang Jiu dragging Zhang Defu into the elevator.
…
Tang Yunxian arrived at the ward, checked on his father first to make sure he was well, then asked, “What happened just now?”
Jiang Jinsang lightly smiled, “A gentleman came by earlier; I found him a bit noisy in the ward, so I had people ask him to leave.”
Qi Zeyan was astounded:
That was asking? More like dragging him out like trash.
Tang Yunxian knew what kind of person Zhang Defu was, but before he could ask further, Tang Wan and the specialist returned, discussing the old man’s condition, and the matter was temporarily put aside.
“Mr. Tang, here’s your tea,” Qi Zeyan suddenly offered a cup of water.
Tang Yunxian’s brows knitted slightly, “Mr. Qi? How embarrassing to have you serve tea.”
“It’s nothing, are you surprised to know me?”
Qi Zeyan was trying to gain favor, thrilled that Tang Yunxian actually knew him, but then came the cold shower…
“We met a few times at events, you were busy. You greeted briefly and even handed out your business card, but I guess you don’t remember.”
“The Qi Family has a large business, you meet so many people, it’s normal not to remember me.”
Qi Zeyan: “…”
Damn, I…
Jiang Jinsang stood to the side, looking out the window, his lips pressed tightly, but they couldn’t help but curve upwards.
