Chapter 385 - The Small Room (1/2)

Jiang Ruolan was stunned for a moment. She held the cleaning cloth in a daze and stood in front of the door, looking at the small, dark room that was slightly ajar.

As she thought about how the door was not locked, the phone in the living room suddenly rang. Jiang Ruolan put down the cloth and quickly went to pick up the phone. It was Sister Yanmei.

”Hello, Young Madam, I hurriedly asked for leave last night, and today I just remembered that I had cleaned the small room under the stairs a few days ago. I had opened the door of the room with a spare key, but I forgot to lock it. I remember Young Master once said that the items in the room were very important, but since I couldn't read, he allowed me to come in to clean it up occasionally.”

Jiang Ruolan was surprised before saying, ”Don't worry, Zihao won't scold people casually. All right, I understand. I will help you lock the door.”

”Thank you, Young Madam!” Sister Yanmei smiled and said, ”Then I hung up first. My old man is very sick and needs to undergo surgery.”

”All right, stop worrying and watch your body.” Jiang Ruolan said softly and put down the phone.

She sat on the couch for a long time before turning around and looked at a small room that was slightly open.

Although she had promised that she would not enter the small room, they had already faced all the trials when they became husband and wife. They were not strangers and a fake couple who knew each other only a few days when they first got married.

If it had nothing to do with Zhou Shufen, then why can't she see it?

Sister Yanmei said she couldn't read, so Xian Zihao allowed her to clean the room. Could it be that there was some information or something very important in it?

Jiang Ruolan's strong curiosity made her stand up and walk towards the door. She stood in front of it and looked at the slightly open door, hesitating for a long time. She struggled with herself; should she come in or not?

Jiang Ruolan started to feel around and found a light switch on the wall. As she turned on the lights, she looked around and saw a small room about six or seven square meters, with two bookshelves on each side.

There was a laptop on the large table and next to it was a shelf filled with files and information.

Jiang Ruolan hung the cleaning cloth she had brought back on the door handle and walked in. She looked at the bookshelves on both sides and noticed that many of them were very thick files. She knew that these files contained some secret information, so she just looked at it once and continued to wander around the room.

Jiang Ruolan walked to the deepest part of the room. Just like that, she broke into the space that Xian Zihao did not allow people to enter.

She had a feeling that in Xian Zihao's world, it did not only contain her. She was curious about him, and thus, she took the file on the bookshelf.

This file was about the Shencheng's Army 20 years ago. Jiang Ruolan flipped through the file, and inside it, there's information about the Shencheng Army, the history of its formation, how it relates to equipment factories and dirt cases.

There was Xian Zihao's signature at the bottom of the cover of this line of notes. The signature was not a name but rather a sign, indicating that he had already read this file.

Jiang Ruolan paused for a moment. Was this the notorious act of greed from twenty years ago?

It's been over twenty years, so why did Xian Zihao want to know this? Since when did he start to get involved in politics? Everyone knew about this famous greedy act case from twenty years ago. In the end, to put it bluntly, a senior officer arrested someone in charge of manufacturing equipment with the surname Jia. They found some evidence of corruption in the man's house and tried to use that method to frame him.

That person was Jia Zhenzhen's father.

Jia Zhenzhen, the Xian Family, Zhou Qingling, and the Jiang Family; what exactly was the connection between them?

With the help of the light in the room, Jiang Ruolan opened the file and started flipping through it seriously.

She looked at the time. It was only afternoon, so she decided to sit down at the large table. She glanced at the laptop on the table and suddenly felt that it was a little familiar. It was the one Xian Zihao had left in the study room last time.

Jiang Ruolan opened it randomly. She knew the password for this computer, and of course, after inserting it, she found again on his hard disk a picture of the last crystal jewelry that Brazil sent to China. At that time, only a few photos were simulated, but now some were originals.