Chapter 390 - Visiting Zhou Qingling’s Grave III (2/2)
”You're talking about Senior Zhou?” Jiang Ruolan asked softly.
Jia Zhenzhen paused for a moment and looked deeply into her eyes. ”You, child, are even calmer than I thought.”
Jiang Ruolan was silent. She raised her head and looked outside the cemetery, but there were no signs of Xian Zihao and Senior Zhou.
”Auntie Jia, you shouldn't go out, do you? After we all return to H City, Zihao and I want qualified people to take care of you. We don't want you to run away, but we also don't let anyone watch you all the time. We want to give you a little bit of freedom.” Jiang Ruolan said softly.
Jia Zhenzhen smiled. She quietly sat on the wheelchair and tilted her head to look at Jiang Ruolan. She then looked deeply at her for a long time before asking, ”Lan, are you not going to recognize your grandfather?”
Jiang Ruolan was secretly surprised as she did not expect Jia Zhenzhen to know about her and Senior Zhou's relationship so well. Jia Zhenzhen was really good at pretending to be crazy, but now when everything was out of the bag, she looked so calm and astute, as if everything was under her control.
Jiang Ruolan slightly narrowed her eyes but didn't say anything. She pursed her lips and then changed the subject, ”Auntie Jia, are you here waiting for me, or is it just to be with my mother?”
For some reason, when she uttered the word ”mother,” Jia Zhenzhen's eyes seemed to move a little. When Jiang Ruolan looked at her again, Jia Zhenzhen was already smiling.
”I came to see her. If I had been waiting for you to find out about this from the beginning, I would not have rushed to this dirty city.” Jia Zhenzhen's voice was light as she replied, ”Child, you always find time to visit me. If I want to tell you, why wait until now?”
”Auntie Jia, now that I know about it, aren't you afraid that I'll tell others?”
”Tell others?” Jia Zhenzhen sneered, ”Who can you tell? Your husband, Xian Zihao? Or to someone else? Are you going to tell them that I'm not crazy? Do you want them to lock me up again?”
”Them?” Jiang Ruolan, with the sharpness of a media employee's instincts and habit of understanding important things, immediately narrowed her eyes and watched Jia Zhenzhen's expression carefully.
Jia Zhenzhen looked at her and laughed. ”Lan, are you trying to observe me? What do you want to see in me?”
Jiang Ruolan pondered for a moment before replying honestly, ”I think I know what you are thinking right now or what you want to do now.”
”Child, although you look simple, you have already made up your mind. If you weren't completely prepared, you wouldn't be able to say such words.” Jia Zhenzhen raised her umbrella and looked at Jiang Ruolan's calm face with a serious expression, ”You want to know from me what exactly happened twenty years ago? You want to know the reason behind her suicide that year, you want to know why Jiang Guanyu betrayed your mother, and you want to know if I came back to take revenge!”
Jiang Ruolan remained calm, and then she smiled. ”Auntie Jia, the feeling of being seen through with a single glance is not good.”
”If I can't see through you, who else can? You are the same as me.” Jia Zhenzhen said with a smile. However, she immediately stopped when she saw Jiang Ruolan frowning in confusion.
Jia Zhenzhen looking hesitantly at Jiang Ruolan's face.
Jiang Ruolan didn't understand what Jia Zhenzhen meant by that. She observed her face for a while before saying, ”Auntie Jia, they said that you and my mother have been together for a long time and are good sisters. You both look like each other in many ways. So, it's no wonder if I was similar to you in a way.”