Beautiful Crescent

When they first met, Tang Wan sighed, “The fifth young master of the Jiang family is just as the rumors said. He’s celibate, aloof, prideful, and is a man to be revered. Unfortunately, he’s so smart that he no longer has any will to live, which made him sickly, and he’s going to die soon… 

Later on, the fifth young master brought her into his room. When she came out, everyone stared at her in shock.

Why was she crying?

……

Later on, it was said that the fifth young master returned after he recovered from his illness, and he brought a girl back.

She appeared pure and harmless, but underneath that harmless appearance, she was actually a spitfire that offended quite a number of people. 

But the fifth young master just said, “I brought her back, so I’ll let her do whatever she wants. If… anything happens, I’ll take responsibility.”

His best friend gave him a reminder. “You’re going to be responsible for someone from the Tang family?”

“Since she came back with me, she’s mine. She’s just a young girl and is spoilt. I have to take responsibility.”

After Tang Wan married into the Jiang family, she only had one mission. She must give birth to his children before he died!

Meanwhile, the fifth young master was puzzled. “You’re a gentle and shy girl during the day, so why are you so different during the night?”

Tang Wan thought. ‘I have to make every second count. He won’t be able to live long.’

After she gave birth to his son and he became one year old, Tang Wan was prepared to become a widow. 

However… 

‘Why isn’t he dead yet?’

Much later, the fifth master of the Jiang family asked her, “I heard that you’ve been looking for my death every day. Do you want to kill me by sucking me dry?”


EndlessFantasy Translation 

Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

_Lunaelle

Hua Mei called out, "Qiu Qiu—" sensing the owner's anger, folded her wings and remained silent.


The entire front hall instantly fell into a deathly silence.


The old man wore black today. Already in his twilight years, his eyes were clouded, his back slightly hunched, and he picked up the cane beside him, preparing to return to his chair.


"Sir—" Zhang Liyun stood up to support him.


The old man, without any change in expression, brushed aside her hand, "You've been busy all night; you must be tired too. Sit down."


Zhang Liyun stood in place, stiffly withdrawing her hand, her breathing slightly quickened.


She could only secretly hate those who are inept, like trying to help a useless object against a wall!


Tang Mo's temper was usually very good, and now he was older, his heart softer, usually unwilling to make things difficult for others. Tang Mo's face, which was flushed just now, completely paled, and her gaze suddenly collided with the old man's.


037 The old man is angry, either apologize or get out.