Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

Chapter 335: 223 Against extreme individuals, use extraordinary measures (3 updates)

Jiang Chengsi, though unconventional in his ways, still acted with great measure and would never truly take two children to race in the suburbs or ride recklessly on country roads.

The racing car track, staffed with workers, a specialized racing surface, and full safety measures in place, was enough for them to experience a taste, without getting into anything too intense for children to handle.

Jiangjiang and Taotao found it fun, but they were also very clear that this was something their parents didn’t allow, so on their return, they tacitly agreed not to mention Jiang Chengsi taking them to the racing car track.

It was as if they were protecting a private sanctuary, lying in unison.

By the time the matter was discovered, it was already too late.

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On the Jiang Family’s side, things were also busy as Fan Mingyu specially went up the mountain to find a master to select an auspicious day for the proposal.

It had been a long time since his family had organized a joyous occasion, so naturally, they took it to heart.

The chosen date was calculated based on the couple’s birth characters, and within the next three to four months, there were five suitable days. Three of them were in April, but it was only the end of January now—too long a wait. There was a suitable day in early February, but it seemed a bit rushed.

Since it was an engagement, both families wanted to keep it low-key. Even so, they couldn’t shortchange Tang Wan. The Jiang Family still intended to host two tables for the banquet to entertain some close relatives and friends. If the engagement were set for February, the preparation time would be too short, truly in haste.

The old lady, wishing the couple could marry on the spot and get the certificate as quickly as possible, hoped for the sooner the better, fearing the longer the wait, the more things could go wrong. Hence, she settled on February and informed the Tang Family in advance.

After the day was set, the Jiang Family began preparing for the proposal with great hustle and bustle.

Fan Mingyu even went to a cheongsam shop to custom-make a fitting cheongsam, just to match the Cyan Feather brooch that Tang Wan had given him previously.

And the news of Jiang Wuye’s impending engagement spread throughout Beijing in an instant.

After all, this was not something to hide; discussing weddings and marriages openly, they naturally weren’t afraid of people finding out.

Many knew the two families had an existing marriage agreement and weren’t too surprised.

"Tang Lao fell ill and has been staying with the Jiang Family. I heard Jiang Wuye spent nights at the hospital in Beijing. That’s when I knew that this marriage agreement would definitely be honored."

"By marrying into the Jiang Family, this Miss Tang’s latter life is assured."

"It’s just unknown how long Jiang Wuye’s health will hold; people say he won’t live past twenty-eight, and it’s almost that time. Marrying in at this point, isn’t the Tang Family worried she’ll end up a widow?"

"Marriages between big families rarely involve true sentiment. How many widow-style marriages are there in the country? It’s all the same whom one marries, but entering the Jiang Family is definitely better."

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Regarding this engagement, the discussions in Beijing were quite animated, and in Pingjiang, naturally, it stirred up no small amount of gossip. noveldrama

Those who knew Tang Wan naturally offered congratulations when they saw her, yet privately, they also discussed Jiang Jinsang’s rumored short lifespan—just not to her face.

And the first to ask her about it was her studio manager, Manager Chen—Chen Zhi.

"Wanwan, is it true that your marriage to Jiang Wuye is being finalized?"

"Yes, it’s set." Tang Wan had recently been busy dealing with studio matters, swamped to the point of dizziness. The engagement preparations were all handled by the Jiang Family; she didn’t need to interject.

"Is his health really as bad as the rumors say?"

"Uncle Chen, since it’s a rumor, how could it be true? Right now, the outside opinion of me in Pingjiang is also not good. Do you think I am that kind of person?"

Ever since Zhang Liyun used Tang Mo to shield from the incident when she was caught at a bar, even though it had been cleared up, many still believed that flies don’t bite seamless eggs—that she was no good.

"What kind of person you are, how could I not know? That’s all nonsense from outsiders." Manager Chen chuckled.

"So how can rumors be believed?" Today, Tang Wan had arranged to discuss work with him, "How is everyone at the studio reacting?"

"We haven’t started working yet, but I’ve informed everyone in the group that the studio is moving to Beijing for better development, intending to be based there from now on. For employees who go with us, it’s great. However, many don’t want to leave, and a few have had strong reactions, feeling the notice was sudden and hard to accept."

Chen Zhi sighed, clearly at a loss.

Tang Wan lifted the warm water in front of her and took a sip, "I can understand. Did you say that about the extra salary payment and helping them with an additional year of social security contributions?"

"I mentioned everything, and that you will pay an additional six months of salary—higher than the compensation written in the contract. Everyone naturally is happy; many have already started looking for new jobs during the New Year’s job fairs."