Chapter 170 - Hubby, Youre So Fierce (1/2)

Jiang Ruolan paused and then hesitantly asked, ”Mom, I still don't know much about Xian Family. Zihao has no siblings other than Guiying, right?”

Zhan An's hand that was covering the thermos suddenly froze. She turned around and looked at Jiang Ruolan.

Noticing her rather strange expression, Jiang Ruolan immediately confirmed her thoughts.

It seemed that ninety percent of Yijun's background was related to the Xian Family.

Could it be that Xian Jian secretly had an affair with another woman and Yijun is his illegitimate son? But how could such an intelligent woman like Zhan An not realize it?

With Zhan An's personality, if she knew that Xian Jian was fooling around with other women, then the Xian Family wouldn't be in such a peaceful state. But Yijun...What is his relationship with Xian Family?

At that moment, Xian Zihao pushed open the door to the ward and walked in. When he saw Zhan An, he smiled. ”You're here so early?”

Zhan An put the thermos back into the bag and turned towards Xian Zihao. ”How many days have you not slept? What do you say, let me just stay here and take care of Ruolan today?”

”Mom, you don't have to take care of me. I'm fine now.” Jiang Ruolan hurriedly said.

Although Xian Zihao's appearance was somewhat haggard, he didn't lose out to his gentle and refined manner. ”It's fine. I will take care of her.”

Zhan An didn't insist and nodded. ”I'll be going then. I'll come back tomorrow. Take care of yourself, Ruolan.”

Zhan An took the thermos and left. Before she left the ward, her footsteps paused for a moment. She turned around and looked at Jiang Ruolan. She smiled at her affectionately and walked out.

Jiang Ruolan could vaguely sense that Zhan An's mood seemed to be a little down as if something was hanging over her shoulder, but she didn't want to say it.

When Xian Zihao sat down, she suddenly remembered that he had gone out with Qin Gengxin. She glanced at the door and then at him. ”Where's Qin Gengxin?”

”On the roof.”

”Oasis Platform?” She was surprised. ”What is he doing on the roof? He won't jump off the building, right?”

”Do you think that's possible?” Xian Zihao chuckled and said softly, ”Let him calm down.”

She sighed in relief. ”As long as he doesn't jump out of the building.”

When Jiang Ruolan was four years old, she saw her mother commit suicide by jumping from a building, and now, she almost lost her life because of it. The words 'roof' and 'jump from a building ' are very sensitive to her.

Xian Zihao gently held her hand. His gentle gaze fell on her pale face.

Jiang Ruolan was infected by the gentleness in his eyes and gradually let go of the fear and shadow in her heart. She smiled and said, ”Mom just fed me a lot of chicken soup. I'm full now.”

After saying that, she raised her hand and stroked Xian Zihao's chin. Her fingers touched the corner of his mouth, and her eyes could not hide the pain in her heart. ”Does it hurt? Why didn't you dodge just now?”

Xian Zihao only smiled gently and pulled her hand away. With a gentle and somewhat comforting voice, he said, ”I'm alright.”

”You're still saying that you are fine when there's even a bruise on your chin.” Jiang Ruolan frowned, her eyes full of guilt.

She knew that she owed Qin Gengxin too much, but his punch on Xian Zihao's face made her feel unease. If she had not been timid in this matter and didn't lie, Qin Gengxin might not have been so angry.

This kind of concealment and deception was a mistake, and she regretted it, but whenever she wanted to open her mouth, she could not say it.

”I'm sorry.” Jiang Ruolan looked at Xian Zihao apologetically. She released her hand from his palm, then stroked his bruised chin. When she thought back to the time when she and the laborer fell, her mind went blank for a moment, and then, it was filled with reluctance.

She wasn't willing to give up and was afraid. She did not want to let go of the warmth she had felt. Xian Zihao's face, voice, appearance, and everything about himself have been her reason to restrain her life. She did not want to die.

”What do you mean by sorry?” Xian Zihao took Jiang Ruolan's hand that was stroking against his chin. He also lightly tilted his head and kissed her palm, and just as she was about to pull her hand back with a slightly embarrassed smile, he gripped it tightly. ”Don't be so silly in the future. No matter what, I don't want to see you putting yourself in danger for me again.”

His gaze was filled with the eternal tenderness that flowed into her heart, causing her to let out a rare coquettish smile. ”I'll think about it.”

Xian Zihao gave her a serious look, and the grip on her hand tightened like he was punishing her, but she didn't feel any pain. She just felt she had been doted by him.