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As soon as Tang Wan appeared at the door, she caught people's attention. Though they hadn't seen her in person, the photos in her bedroom made it clear who she was.
Someone whispered, "Hello, sister," and a few people quickly left the bedroom.
"Sis, you're back!" Tang Mo smiled at her, beautiful and sweet-voiced.
Tang Wan glanced around the slightly messy bedroom, her eyes tightened, but there was no change in her expression.
"Grandpa said you all were coming back to the old house today. He left first. Aunt Chen is packing your things. I came to help."
"It's just that I'm clumsy. See, I'm trying to be helpful, but it looks like I'm making a bigger mess."
She smiled apologetically, appearing harmless and naïve.
With just a few words, she blocked any further protest from Tang Wan.
After all, others were just helping out of kindness; even if they didn't do a good job, for her to lose her temper now would make her seem petty.
"These are all my classmates. There are a few of us, and things got a bit messy. I'm really sorry," Tang Mo continued to apologize.
Tang Wan only smiled, "It's okay. It's just a bit messy upstairs right now. Why don't you take your classmates downstairs to hang out?"
"Okay." Tang Mo smiled and led the classmates downstairs.
As they went down, they continued to whisper among themselves.
"Momo, do you think your sister won't be angry at what we've done?"
"Why would she be angry? It's not like we did it on purpose." Tang Mo led her classmates downstairs—seven or eight of them, both boys and girls. Whether or not it was on purpose, no one was naïve.
Moreover, Tang Wan had stayed at the old house for a long time and rarely appeared. Since they were stepsisters, their relationship was unique, and they didn't talk much, let alone argue.
Besides, she apologized, and with so many people around, if Tang Wan didn't have a valid excuse, she couldn't lose her temper.
She risked being labeled as mistreating her stepsister instead.
Once the group left, Aunt Chen sighed and apologetically looked at Tang Wan, "Miss, I'm really sorry. I..."
"It's okay."
Aunt Chen had been with the Tang family for many years, having worked with the old lady before taking care of Tang Wan after her demise. Being over sixty, how could she manage against a group of young people?
Tang Wan bent down and picked up a silk scarf from the floor. She was only temporarily staying there and hadn't brought much, so packing wasn't difficult.
"Miss, it seems like something is missing."
"Hmm?" Tang Wan frowned.
Aunt Chen handed her the jewelry box. Tang Wan was only staying temporarily and had brought a few pieces of jewelry to match her outfits. It was clear what was missing. "Did you check around?"
"I checked everywhere, but nothing. However, I did see a little girl looking at the jewelry box and said she was just looking. Later, the second miss insisted on packing your luggage, which distracted me. I suspect that it was..."
Taken away by someone.
"But I didn't see it with my own eyes, and it could have been misplaced." Without evidence, Aunt Chen felt troubled. "That second miss must have done it on purpose. Look at the state of this room, ugh—"
"As soon as the old man left, she brought a bunch of people back. I reckon she's taking out her frustrations from Jiang Wuye on you."
"You are always too kind to her. Look at her..."
"Alright, don't be upset. I'll pack my things later. There are still guests downstairs, and it wouldn't be good to stay upstairs the whole time. Join me in greeting them," Tang Wan smiled amicably.
"They claimed to be doing group work, but I overheard them talking about planning a drive later. With the Master out of town on business, I wonder if the second miss would be this bold when he's around!"
Aunt Chen, who always stayed at the old house, wasn't aware of the situation here.
When Tang Wan went downstairs, the group was still chatting, apparently discussing some celebrity gossip and who got divorced or had cosmetic surgery.
Perhaps because Tang Wan seemed too pleasant upstairs, the group, while polite enough to greet her, didn't give her much attention.
She was a leading figure in the Pingjiang socialite circle, known for her gentle and kind demeanor and her famously good temper.
She found a single sofa and sat down, slightly gathering her skirt. Despite being there, she maintained a graceful posture, forming a stark contrast with their demeanor, like clouds meeting mud, the difference was evident.
"Are you all Tang Mo's classmates?" After Tang Wan joined them, the atmosphere was still a bit subtle.
The group responded, their tones varying.
"How many people are here today?" Tang Wan looked at Tang Mo, smiling harmlessly.
"Just 8 classmates. We have a group project to discuss, and doing it at home is more convenient." Tang Mo, who had just entered her freshman year, had made some new friends and bringing them home was a way of showing off.
"Is everyone here?" Tang Wan glanced over the crowd.
"Everyone is here." Tang Mo, who didn't really know Tang Wan yet, smugly believed she'd stepped on Tang Wan, who consequently couldn't do anything to her.
"Aunt Chen, could you please go out and tell Jiang Wuye that I need to borrow a few people?"
Upon hearing Jiang Wuye's name, Tang Mo's face turned pale.
He was the most composed and imposing person she had ever encountered, yet also the most ruthless.
"Wuye?" Aunt Chen was also a bit stunned, clearly unaware that Jiang Jinsang was still outside. She approached Tang Wan and asked in a low voice, "Miss, what are you planning to do?"
"Just tell him I need to borrow a few people."
Tang Wan didn't explain, so Aunt Chen had to brace herself and relay this to Jiang Jinsang.
He didn't ask much, directing a few of his men into the Tang house and followed them inside himself.
"Wuye, I just wanted to borrow two people. You didn't need to step out of the car."
Tang Wan only intended to borrow a couple of bodyguards, so why did he come?
"I heard you have a lot of guests at home, and I wondered what you needed people for. I was afraid you might be short-handed."
Tang Wan frowned, thinking even if she needed help, what use could a sickly person be?
"Sis, what are you doing?" Though Tang Mo was smiling, a bad feeling crossed her mind.
Tang Wan gave her a slight smile, slowly exhaling two bone-chilling words,
"Catch a thief!"
Tang Mo and her classmates still didn't understand what Tang Wan intended to do until they saw four or five men in black enter the house, all wearing sunglasses and towering over them.
Just standing there, they exuded a pressing aura like dark clouds hanging overhead. The students, baffled and never having seen such a spectacle, were already terrified.
The words "catch a thief" sliced through like a knife, leaving the group pale and breathless.
Jiang Jinsang looked around, found the best seat for watching, and sat down.
To watch the show!
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