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Looking back now, I regret not having done things differently.

"Uncle Zhou?" Jiang Jinsang furrowed his brow; Zhou Zhongqing's gaze seemed too strange?

Mixed feelings of regret, confusion, indignation, and finally, deep sighs.

What was all this about?

Could it be that his health had deteriorated to such an extent?

"Why don't you go help Wanwan?" Zhou Zhongqing took off his coat, looking him over. Could it be that this kid really saw himself as a lord, just enjoying life after getting married?

"She kicked me out," Jiang Jinsang shrugged, conveying his helplessness.

The truth was, when Tang Wan was cooking, Jiang Jinsang had initially stood by to help out, but the tasks he was given were simple, and after he finished, he just stood there, watching her constantly.

Intimate as their relationship was, being stared at with such eager eyes still made Tang Wan feel embarrassed.

When she asked him what he was looking at.

He would just smile and say, "Looking at you."

"What for?"

"Because you're beautiful."

His manner of speaking was naturally lighthearted and charming, deliberately teasing her, and unable to bear it, Tang Wan chased him out.

**

Zhou Zhongqing was leaving tomorrow morning; he had a meeting at the Hospital today and planned to pack in the afternoon, with nothing else to do. Feeling good, he decided to drink a little.

"Godfather, I'll join you for a drink," Tang Wan offered, having arranged to see him off and gotten her work out of the way in advance so she wouldn't have to go to the studio for the next couple of days.

"Girls shouldn't drink."

"It's not like we're out somewhere, and you and Xiaowu are here; even if I drank a little extra, it wouldn't matter." Tang Wan said with a smile, "You're going to be gone many days this time, so I bought you some travel-size daily necessities and put them in your room; you can pack them later."

Though they weren't father and daughter by blood, Tang Wan didn't dare pack his bags outright, especially since it was a personal matter, to avoid upsetting him.

"You're thoughtful. Back when I traveled for work and told Jiang Xiaowu, the best I got from that kid was 'Safe travels, come back soon.'

But deep down, I know he'd rather I didn't come back, so no one would be around to nag him."

"He was really a handful as a child; I've never seen a kid more vexing than him."

...

Zhou Zhongqing was in a good mood, drank quite a bit, and although Jiang Jinsang could hold his liquor, the medication he had been on recently contraindicated alcohol and stimulating food, so he shouldn't drink much. He just sipped a little and spent the rest of the time watching Tang Wan.

She could really hold her liquor, unfazed after several drinks, without a hint of flushing or breathlessness.

Zhou Zhongqing, on the other hand, was tipsy, normally on call 24/7 for emergency calls to the Hospital, he rarely drank. But today, he let loose.

Since he wasn't a heavy drinker, he got drunk quickly.

"Wanwan, let me tell you, you have no idea how troublesome this kid is. Once, as a child, he refused to go into surgery. After his parents signed the consent form, they had to take him into the operating room while he was unconscious."

"When he woke up, he felt betrayed by the whole world."

"Lying on the bed, he looked so forlorn. I still have lots of his photos in my computer; I'll find them for you."

"When I first met him, he was so skinny, unimaginably so, and his skin was bloodless, it seemed like he wouldn't live much longer."

...

Zhou Zhongqing, having drunk too much, let slip quite a few of Jiang Jinsang's embarrassing stories, "...Oh right, I told him, if you don't take care of your health, you'll never find a wife, and guess what the kid said?"

"He declared he had no intention of getting married, but after one trip to Pingjiang, he refused to leave."

"He was supposed to be there to call off a marriage but ended up sticking around your place, shamelessly so."

As Tang Wan drank, she listened to the gossip, occasionally glancing at Jiang Jinsang, who seemed unfazed by these "embarrassing stories."

After all, he was already registered as part of her household, unable to escape.

However, as Zhou Zhongqing mentioned a few more times about pulling Jiang Jinsang back from death's door, thinking that he had actually gotten married, he couldn't help but feel more sentimental.

As he spoke, he even teared up a bit.

Tang Wan, curious to hear more about Jiang Jinsang, kept pouring him drinks, and they both drank quite a bit as companions.

Around two in the afternoon, Zhou Zhongqing could no longer hold up, so Jiang Jinsang helped him back to his room to sleep. As a single man with only one bed in the house, Jiang Jinsang couldn't possibly let his wife sleep on the couch, so he prepared to take her back to their home.