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Chapter 193
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Chapter 193: 149 Making trouble at the door, Wanwan angrily denounces shamelessness (2 updates) The next morning Tang Wan had just cdownstairs when Fan Mingyu called out to her, "Wanwan, you're just in time. Take a look at these two sets of clothes. Which one do you think is better?" "Who's wearing it?" "Yanting." It was then that Tang Wan remembered that today, Jiang Yanting was supposed to go on a blind date, though Fan Mingyu had tricked him, so he himself was still unaware at the moment.

"Let's go with the black one. It's conservative, but classic and very much in line with the Second Master's demeanor." "Why are you still calling him Second Master? We're going to be family-call him 'brother' from now on." Fan Mingyu was in an exceptionally good mood today; if her two sons could settle down before the New Year, she planned to go to the temple to offer incense and fulfill her vows.

Tang Wan just smiled and sat down to have breakfast.

"I'm just accompanying Zeyan on the blind date, not going on it myself. Does it need to be this grand?" Jiang Yanting was still in the dark at this time.

The truth was, he hadn't wanted to agree to this in the first place.

But lately, the old lady at hhad been pressing him incessantly, insisting that he go on blind dates, which he kept turning down. She had been so mad that she hadn't spoken to him for two days. This time, she said it was Qi Zeyan going on a date and asked him to accompany him to supervise.

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Refusing such a small favor might indeed lead to his grandmother kicking him out of the house.

Left with no choice, and curious to see the spectacle, he had agreed.

"Even as a companion, you should look presentable," the old lady said, looking down and sipping her thin porridge.

The blind date was set for the evening, and Jiang Yanting was heading to the company now. He wouldn't have tto chand change, so he had to dress up and leave first thing in the morning.

And on the Qi family's side.

Qi Zeyan was always someone who liked to watch the bustle; Jiang's melons were not something that you could get your hands on any time. As an accompanying party to the blind date, dressing up smartly was also giving face to a friend.

So someone got up early in the morning to groom himself and even deliberately chose a suit that was modest and low-key.

At the office, Ruan Mengxi had an urgent matter that needed his attention. Without going through Assistant Xiaozhu, she knocked and opened the door to his office.

"President Qi, there are two documents here that need your signature." "Mhm." Qi Zeyan took the documents, carefully flipping through them, just as the morning sun was rising, casting sunshine onto his head...

Hair slicked and shining! Ruan Mengxi was tongue-tied. What a show-off.

** Hospital When Tang Wan arrived at the hospital, she encountered several people who looked like journalists at the base of the inpatient building. They didn't recognize her, and even as they brushed past each other, paid no attention.

"You go to the ward first. I'll go find Uncle Zhou." Jiang Jinsang ctoday for a check-up.

Tang Wan nodded, went to the ward, replaced Tang Yunxian who had gone home, and then chatted with Old Master Tang for a while.

"Wanwan, how's your relationship with Xiaowu developing?" The old man deliberately lowered his voice, sounding extremely gossipy.

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"We're not really... huh." "It's just the two of us here, what are you afraid of? How far have things gone, tell me. I need to know what's in my granddaughter's heart." The elderly gentleman could barely contain his excited little hands, sizing up Tang Wan as if they were about to give him a great-great-grandchild right there and then.

At that moment, Zhou Zhongqing and his assistant cover, knocking on the door to check on the patient. "Old Master Tang, how are you feeling today?" "The sas usual." "Didn't Xiaowu cwith you?" Jiang Jinsang had gone to find Zhou Zhongqing for a physical examination, so they should've ctogether.

"I've scheduled him for a few tests." "You two have only been apart for a short while, and you're already missing each other..." the old man teased with a laugh.

Tang Wan coughed slightly; she was just asking casually.

Zhou Zhongqing turned his head and told his assistant about the old man's condition, instructing him to make good records for future surgical reference. Just then, someone knocked on the door. Tang Wan opened the door, "You are..." Before she could finish speaking, a middle-aged man pointed at her and exclaimed, “That's her, this is the place!"

Tang Wan recognized him; he was a patient's family member who had consistently caused trouble in the hospital. At that moment, people outside were already holding up cameras and cell phones, snapping a few pictures of her. "It's them who abuse privilege! The hospital is now opened for the rich, poor people can't get treated, have to queue up even for a bed. Why should they get special treatment?" "They use everything that's best, even the best specialists in Beijing only attend to him. They can switch hospital rooms whenever they want, with specialists at their beck and call!" "We struggle just to get a doctor's appointment, you tell me, is this fair?" Tang Wan was still trying to process what was happening when the man pointed his finger right at her nose and went on a tirade.

Immediately after, he pushed past Tang Wan and barged into the ward, pointing at Old Master Tang and saying to the journalists, "It's him!" The journalists didn't bother to ask questions, they just started taking pictures.

"What are you people actually doing?" Zhou Zhongqing furrowed his brows, ΟΠ he had a deep-seated aversion to this man. Now he had brought journalists to barge into a patient's ward; the audacity was extreme.