Chapter 222 - Whos Your Brother (1/2)

”Do you have any objections? The two of us have not been apart for more than twenty years, and now that we are separated, it is not easy for us to be together. What's wrong with me staying with you for a month? Do you really want to kick me out of the house? Jiang Ruolan, don't tell me that once you get married, you start to forget about your brother?”

”Forget your head!” Jiang Ruolan took the tissue box and threw it at Jiang Yijun's head. ”Damn brat, where did all this nonsense come from?”

”Then hurry up and drive, I'm going to starve to death!”

Jiang Ruolan: ”…”

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At seven in the evening.

Jiang Yijun was sitting comfortably and lazily on the sofa. When the door was opened from outside, he immediately waved politely,” President Xian, please don't take offence. I'm going to stay here for a while.”

Xian Zihao's footsteps paused for a moment. His posture was calm and graceful, always warm and clear. He glanced at Jiang Yijun, who had the same calm expression.

Jiang Yijun, this damn brat, was rarely polite, but his attitude made Jiang Ruolan, who was squatting in the kitchen, cried. She immediately got up and ran out of the kitchen, only to see two pairs of eyes, one calm and the other emotionless, were staring straight at each other.

Jiang Ruolan shuddered and hurried over.

At the same time, Xian Zihao looked away and turned to her. His dark eyes met Jiang Ruolan's.

Although he didn't have any intention to interrogate her, he was obviously wondering why Jiang Yijun was here.

Jiang Ruolan immediately said, ”Yijun is on annual leave. He decided to come and see me. I intend to prepare a sumptuous dinner tonight to feed this glutton!”

Jiang Yijun had no reaction to her slanderous words, but he casually stood up.

Xian Zihao slowed down his steps and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of him. Jiang Yijun stepped forward and stretched out his hand. ”President Xian, I'm really sorry for not being able to receive you properly the last time when you are in F City.”

Xian Zihao looked down at his hand and shook it gently and courteously said, ”It's fine. I'm not someone who will take heart over something that is unimportant. I'm sorry, I'm late. I didn't know you would come here.”

”I came uninvited, of course I was the one who was being rude here. Don't be offended.” Jiang Yijun smiled earnestly.

The atmosphere between the two of them was simply too strange.

Jiang Ruolan's scalp tingled as she watched the two of them shake hands as if they were having a discussion. She remained at her spot and glared at their hands. She was thinking about whether or not she should separate them.

Xian Zihao only smiled and exchanged a few more polite words with Jiang Yijun. Then, he looked back at Jiang Ruolan, who was holding onto a carrot. He rolled up his sleeves as he walked over. ”What are you standing there for? Let's go to the kitchen.”

With that, he took the carrot out of her hand and returned to the kitchen.

Jiang Ruolan turned around and looked at Jiang Yijun, who was standing in front of the sofa with his hands on his hips.

After entering the kitchen, Jiang Ruolan became a little lethargic. She lowered her head and walked over to Xian Zihao's side. She tried to explain Jiang Yijun's presence to him. ”Yijun and I have been living together for over 20 years. It's hard for us to spend time together, so--”

”I know.” Without waiting for her to finish explaining herself, Xian Zihao knocked her lightly on the forehead. ”You think I'll be angry?”

Jiang Ruolan was stunned. Looking at the faint smile in his eyes, she couldn't help but feel moved.

Actually, didn't Xian Zihao already investigate Jiang Yijun's background?

However, why was he so calm and collected?

Looking at his rolled-up sleeves, Xian Zihao seemed to want to help her cook a sumptuous dinner for Jiang Yijun. In any case, his tolerance at this time made her feel relentlessly grateful.