Chapter 352 - Zhou Qingling’s Identity II (2/2)
Jiang Ruolan suddenly felt confused. If her mother knew her background, why did she not reveal it when she was in dire straits? Why did she not reveal it when Jiang Guanyu had abandoned her? If only Jiang Guanyu knew her identity...
Since she wasn't forced by the pressure of life, since there was clearly a turning point in things, why would she commit suicide? And why forge that fake crystal necklace? Just what was she going to do?
”If you don't want to say it now, I won't force you.” Seeing her silence, Senior Zhou looked at her for a moment and then said, ”I can give you time, but Miss Jiang... If you are really my granddaughter, I hope we can change our attitude and get along in a different way. Once, I only had Zhou Shufen on my knees but if you were my granddaughter, I --”
”Senior Zhou, I'm sorry, I was hit on the head a few days ago. It might have left some side effects. Now my head is hurting. Can I trouble you to call a doctor for me?” Jiang Ruolan's expression was stiff and her tone was flat, as she maintained her distance and politeness.
Senior Zhou was stunned. Seeing that her face was indeed a bit pale, he immediately left the ward and called for a doctor.
Half an hour later …
Xian Zihao immediately rushed to the hospital when he heard this. As soon as he entered the ward, he saw Jiang Ruolan sitting on the bed by herself, curled up into a ball and looking out the window. She didn't move at all.
”Ruolan?” Xian Zihao walked towards her bed and put his hand on her shoulder, his eyes filled with concern. ”I'm sorry I was late. I was at the branch office, listening to the report. Do you still have a headache? Do you want me to take you to see a doctor?”
Jiang Ruolan's eyes were empty until she felt his warm palm grab her arm and pull her into his embrace. She didn't run away, nor did she resist, nor did she have the usual playful thoughts. She just obediently leaned into his embrace, silently burying her face in his chest.
Seeing that she had suddenly become as obedient as a helpless little kitten, Xian Zihao was startled. He lowered his head and asked softly with a smile, ”What's wrong?”
As he said that, he raised his hand to cover her shoulder, but his hand suddenly froze in midair. Xian Zihao immediately looked at the quiet girl in his embrace. He felt that his chest had become wet.
Jiang Ruolan didn't speak or move. She didn't want to disturb Xian Zihao, but the doctor called him after she said she had a headache. She didn't know what to say or do right now.
When he neared her, she subconsciously wanted to stay in his embrace. She only wanted to hide in his embrace. She wanted to be quiet …
”Ruolan.” Xian Zihao's voice was gentle and patient as he put his hands on her shoulders and hugged her tightly. He only called out her name softly and accompanied her.
Only after Jiang Ruolan had cried for a while and was almost done with her outburst did he let her sit up.
Xian Zihao looked at her with calm eyes and said gently, ”What happened? Tell me, don't make me worry.”