Chapter 221 - I'm Going To Stay At Your Place

Due to the time she set to interview almost arrived, and coincidentally there's a knock on the door, Jiang Ruolan decided not to waste and delayed Xian Zihao's work, so she left first to find a senior executive.

Even though it was winter now, the sunshine was perfect. All the mist in Jiang Ruolan's heart mysteriously vanished like smoke into thin air. After meeting Xian Zihao, her mood improved.

The next day at noon, Jiang Ruolan found some time to go to the Central Hospital to visit Xiong Ruogang. Her condition was getting better, but she was still depressed. She needed a lot of time to heal. Jiang Ruolan immediately sent her back to the dormitory.

After Jiang Ruolan sent Xiong Ruogang to her room, she suddenly stopped in her tracks when she was about to get into her car.

Jiang Ruolan raised her head and didn't look back. But she did feel a pair of eyes watching her from behind the two telephone poles.

She couldn't be followed. Even if someone was following her, that person definitely wouldn't be discovered by her now.

Thinking that these were bodyguards hired by Xian Zihao to observe Xiong Ruogang, Jiang Ruolan breathed a sigh of relief. She only paused for a moment before continuing her steps as if nothing had happened.

Xian Zihao had previously promised to arrange for people to take care of Xiong Ruogang's safety, so Xiong Ruogang shouldn't be in any trouble. Moreover, Jiang Ruolan couldn't act as if she knew that someone was following her.

As she drove past Beidou Avenue in the afternoon, Jiang Ruolan saw Zhou Shufen squatting on the side of the road to tie her daughter's shoelaces.

Somehow, Jiang Ruolan suddenly stopped the car on the other side of the road, and Zhou Shufen immediately noticed her.

'That night, the auntie, who was hired by me, was preoccupied with something and did not realize that Little Fishie had disappeared. That night, as some nearby roads and parks could not be reached, Zihao went in search of Little Fishie in the pouring rain.'

'Later on, Xiaoyi would often use the hotel phone to call Zihao. She's only five years old, but she already knows Zihao's cell number by heart. Do you want to know what she called him? She called Zihao, daddy.'

'Then there was another day, where around one o'clock in the morning, Little Fishie suddenly had a high fever and cried calling Zihao. She was looking for her father. In less than half an hour, Zihao arrived and took Fishie to the hospital.'

For some reason, these words suddenly came to Jiang Ruolan's mind. Her hand tightened around the steering wheel.

She once heard a proverb, which said that everyone in this world had their weak spot, and she had always believed it.

Regardless of whether Xian Zihao and Zhou Shufen's relationship was a thing of the past, Jiang Ruolan still felt insecure.

Xian Zihao's tenderness and love for Jiang Ruolan quietly eroded all her defensive walls.

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In the evening, just as she left the office, Jiang Ruolan caught sight of a familiar figure standing in front of the company's entrance. The man wore a navy knit jacket, blue jeans, a simple haircut, and carried a black sports bag on his back.

Jiang Ruolan was momentarily stunned and blinked her eyes. That person smiled at her and took off his sunglasses. Then, he beckoned her over …

"Jiang Ruolan ~"

Jiang Ruolan blushed in embarrassment. Some female employees of the company walked out and said in a low voice, "Hey, this handsome man and Xian Zihao look alike."

"Honestly, he really does look a bit like President Xian."

Their whispers were not loud but were still heard by Jiang Ruolan. She quickly walked towards Jiang Yijun and held his hand as they walked to her car. "Why did you suddenly come to H City? Aren't you supposed at work?"

"I take annual leave, one month." Jiang Yijun smiled and was not surprised when he saw Jiang Ruolan's new car. He went around the car and got into the passenger seat.

Jiang Yijun casually tossed his bag to the back seat and smiled at Jiang Ruolan. "Are you really surprised to see me?"

"Annual leave? Then why don't you tell me that you wanted to come to H City?" Jiang Ruolan glared at him as she drove the car into traffic. "Did you come by yourself?" she asked while looking ahead.

"Otherwise, who else should be with me?"

"Didn't you say that you had a girlfriend? You said you wanted her to meet me, but why didn't you bring her along?" Every time Jiang Ruolan saw Jiang Yijun, she always felt very good. After all, they had been together for twenty years, and with Jiang Yijun by her side, she felt very warm.

"Oh, we've broken up." He said indifferently.

"Broke up?!" Jiang Ruolan tilted her head and glared at him.

It's not like she didn't know that Jiang Yijun was not someone who would casually play with a woman's feelings. He was only a bit lazy and childish when he was with her, but he was more serious than anyone else when he was outside.

How could he be separated with his girlfriend so quickly? If he didn't like her, he wouldn't have tried to date her. Even more so, they couldn't have been separated so easily. And to think that he had this sort of tone!

Noticing Jiang Ruolan clearly trying to analyze him, Jiang Yijun lifted his hand to brush his hair and muttered, "Alright, I'll tell the truth. My …" He paused for a moment before saying, "There's no girlfriend at all. I was just teasing you. Who knew you would believe me so easily."

Jiang Ruolan: "…"

The corner of Jiang Ruolan's mouth twitched, "Jiang Yijun, do you want to die? How dare you make fun of your sister?"

Jiang Yijun only pursed his lips. When Jiang Ruolan was about to grab his ear with her right hand, Jiang Yijun immediately held her hand. He didn't let go and looked down at the ring on her ring finger.

"This …Your marriage was only to blind public's eyes right?" Jiang Yijun squeezed her hand, his eyes implying something.

"What are you doing? Don't squeeze my hand."

There were still two weeks before her wedding. Originally, Jiang Ruolan had considered that she should have informed Jiang Yijun, but when she thought about the possibility of Jiang Yijun related to the Xian Family, she became much more unsure.

Jiang Ruolan didn't know if it was just a coincidence or if it was really like she had guessed. If it was as she had expected, once the Xian Family saw him, they didn't need to overthink about it. Something terrible was surely going to happen at that time.

Jiang Yijun looked out the window and suddenly said, "Jiang Ruolan, I'm going to stay at your place."

"Huh?" Jiang Ruolan slowed the car down and looked at him in surprise.

In the end, Jiang Yijun repeated word by word with determination, "Your beloved brother Jiang Yijun, finally got annual leave and come to visit you. Could it be that you want me to rent a house here? Or do you want me to stay at the hotel? If I didn't live in your house, where would I live? Hurry up and drive. I'm hungry and right now, I want to eat the food you made."

Jiang Yijun changed the angle of the car seat and leaned his head back. He looked genuinely comfortable and cozy.

But Jiang Ruolan was stupefied.

'Jiang Yijun, oh Jiang Yijun it can't be that you're here to start a world war in my house, right?'

"Yijun, I think--"

"You have an objection?" Jiang Yijun tilted his head and glanced at her