Chapter 289 - I Did Not Sign The Divorce Agreement

"Whatever you say." Jiang Ruolan held the ice bag with an indifferent expression, but fortunately, she wasn't so naive as to do something cowardly, like avoiding the question.

Right, why did she go out looking for him just now? Why did she worry so much about him? Why did her heart finally calm down the moment she saw him? Why did she feel so peaceful when he picked her up?

Even if she worried about him, but so what? It was too late for her to regret it now!

"Not only are your entire body full of thorns, but your mouth is also very sharp." Xian Zihao smiled and looked at his bloody hand. He wrapped one of his hands around her body and asked the staff member to leave once they pushed a small dining cart in.

Xian Zihao poured out a bowl of ginger soup and passed it to her.

"Drink this ginger soup, and don't get sick again."

Jiang Ruolan didn't accept it. She didn't intend to continue receiving his favor. Seeing that she had hardened her heart and refused to budge, Xian Zihao was not annoyed at all. "Looks like you want me to feed you."

Jiang Ruolan suddenly raised her eyes to look at him, then immediately took the bowl. She lowered her head and smelled the thick aroma of the steaming ginger soup. Although the ginger soup was not spicy, it somehow made her eyes hurt.

"Be careful." Xian Zihao said gently.

He was still the Xian Zihao who had wrapped her in layers of warmth from time and time again. The warmth in his heart, the tenderness he had always shown to her, and his understanding of everything, it was like the softest tentacle that wrapped around her heart.

It wasn't like Jiang Ruolan didn't feel the apologetic and cherishing feeling in his care, it's just she wasn't the kind of girl who liked to find trouble with others and find her existence in their lives. She couldn't get over the hesitation in her heart.

Xian Zihao squatted in front of her and helped her press the ice bag on her ankle. Jiang Ruolan had no choice but to accept his help. Both of her hands had to hold this hot bowl.

It wasn't until she finished the ginger soup that she finally felt her body warming up from the inside out. The blockage in her nose had also subsided a lot. She took the ice bag back but suddenly her hand was grabbed gently by Xian Zihao.

Jiang Ruolan wanted to pull her hand back, but she felt Xian Zihao's fingers caress her ring finger lightly. She felt her heart ache when she remembered the wedding ring she could not put on his finger.

"There were also some complicated reasons behind what happened that day. I was too confident and thought that I could finish it and arrived on time. Still, I did not expect something like this to happen." Xian Zihao held her hand, not letting go. His long fingers were rubbing the ring finger of her right hand gently.

"Ruolan, I'm sorry for hurting you so much." His eyes were as gentle as water. He looked at her indifferent eyes, "But don't shut yourself like this. The thorns on your body are almost pulled out. It will be more painful to regrow them. Don't suffer such pain because of me, I won't let you."

Xian Zihao had spent a lot of time working, traveling, meeting, and busying himself. It was rare for him to have the leisure to stay in such a place.

How could Jiang Ruolan not know for whom he was staying like this? How could she not know what he was thinking? Jiang Ruolan bit her lips and lowered her head to look at their interlocked hands. She instinctively wanted to pull her hand away, but she discovered that his grip was extremely tight. "Xian Zihao, let me go."

"I didn't sign the divorce agreement. I won't do it." He immediately said.

Jiang Ruolan was startled and looked at him. "What?"

His black eyes looked at her warmly. "I did not sign the divorce agreement. Ruolan, even if you want a divorce, those two simple divorce agreements are useless. As long as your heart is still willing to come back, then come back to this place that you once said you would never leave."

'Your heart is the place I want to go the most, and I don't want to leave for the rest of my life.'

This was what she had said before.

Jiang Ruolan was almost unable to recover her senses.

Xian Zihao didn't sign the agreement? She looked at him in disbelief. At some point, his hand had brushed against her slightly wet hair, and his gaze was gentle and warm. Jiang Ruolan did not push his hand away and the defensive wall in her heart slowly began to collapse again.

Jiang Ruolan had asked herself many times that if she hadn't broken into that hotel that day, instead of waiting patiently for him at the hotel where the wedding was going to take place, would things be all right?

Jiang Ruolan didn't know if anyone else in her life had slapped Xian Zihao, but she had. She didn't know if at that moment, she looked like a ferocious and terrifying monster in front of everyone present, especially to the Xian Family.

It was just that at that moment, she was very sad. She was so sad that she couldn't bear the burden anymore. She was so sad that she didn't want to drink her hatred alone.

However, if she knew the truth, would she truly be able to slap him?

Jiang Ruolan's eyes were blurred and her mind whirled with thousands of thoughts. She did not notice that Xian Zihao's hand had stopped stroking her hair. He lifted her chin and looked at her. The familiar touch and the familiar breath almost forced her to cry and shattered the barrier in her heart.

Some people say gentleness was a knife. The sharpest knife.

Jiang Ruolan had never believed this sentence as much as she did now. If it were like this, she would rather cut her heart out. She did not want this kind of feeling. Jiang Ruolan moved her lips, actually wanting to speak, but his tongue suddenly drilled into her in that instant, causing her to want to dodge instinctively.

But Xian Zihao's hand held the back of her head, the tip of his tongue patiently swirled around her teeth. Jiang Ruolan wanted to retreat, but she couldn't. Xian Zihao was holding her tightly in his arms. When she moves backward, he will follow her.

In the end, Jiang Ruolan finally realized that in front of Xian Zihao, she was often the weakest and loneliest clown that he had seen through. In his eyes, she had nowhere to hide.

Actually, wasn't this kind of man the scariest?

Jiang Ruolan unconsciously tried to resist, but she felt that when Xian Zihao held her tightly in his embrace, his breathing gradually became hurried. His dark black eyes were deep and unfathomable, and his fiery gaze eventually made it hard for her to endure.

Jiang Ruolan was unable to withdraw, so she could only close her eyes and kissed him back. There was something running around in her body, like a fever or a longing. She vaguely remembered that she had forgotten something. Something very important. His warmth seemed to burn her heart, making her lose her rationale.

It was as if every inch of Xian Zihao's body was burning with heat as he pushed her down on the bed. His tall and fiery body covered her body, and his cold and calm eyes were filled with disarray and urgency.

A sour feeling rose up from the corner of her heart, causing Jiang Ruolan to feel pain in her heart. She opened her eyes and looked at his dark eyes.

When his hands covered her chest, his gentle teasing caused her to tremble slightly, but she vaguely remembered that she shouldn't have done this, yet she also felt as if his charming gaze seduced her.

Xian Zihao's warm lips lightly covered her soft lips again. His kiss and his incomparable patience comforted her sour feelings, lured her to an almost imperceptible degree of shyness.

While their tongue intertwined with each other, Xian Zihao's right hand reached into her dress and stroked her skin. His action caused her entire face to flush red.

"Don't…" Jiang Ruolan finally remembered that she was two and a half months pregnant.

It was as if Xian Zihao knew this fact better than she did. The moment she opened her mouth, he kissed her on the ear and then, suppressing his desire. He turned her over and let her lie in his arms.

Jiang Ruolan didn't dare move around in his arms. She was afraid that she would accidentally ignite the fire that he had yet to extinguish.

"Two and a half months …" Xian Zihao sighed over her head, his voice muffled.

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[Fun Fact: Bts's Jungkook "Still With You" inspired me to write this scene, including under the rain scene. I hope it comes out good?]