My Little Sweet Wife

Her fingers froze on the mouse.

Jiang Ruolan stared fixedly at the crystal necklace pictures that were restored using some sort of conversion device. Why was this necklace exactly the same as the one her mother left behind all those years ago?

She looked at the other pictures, which had also been restored. It was as if these objects no longer existed and the images were generated directly by the computer according to what they were.

Looking at these things, the suspicion in her heart increased even more. Finally, Jiang Ruolan opened another picture of the crystal necklace, and she immediately froze.

What was the importance of this necklace? How could there be such a picture in Xian Zihao's laptop?

Jiang Ruolan looked at the documents that seemed to be data files, but none of them could be opened. All of them required extremely complex passwords.

Xian Zihao's laptop was more organized and clean than she had imagined. However, that simulation image still gave her a trace of surprise and confusion.

Was this a coincidence?

Did this necklace have some sort of meaning? 

But why did Xian Zihao have these pictures, and what's the meaning of all of these?!

When Jiang Ruolan went downstairs with the laptop in her arms, she saw Xian Zihao making tea in the kitchen. His posture was elegant and casual. It was an extremely eye-catching sight.

Jiang Ruolan placed the laptop on the coffee table and watched his movements. "Do I really need to memorize these points?" she asked.

When Xian Zihao came out of the kitchen after brewing tea, he immediately saw Jiang Ruolan's sad face. She was like a child who had to do homework. He was startled for a moment before placing the cup in his left hand on the small bookshelf next to him.

"How about just two points?" Jiang Ruolan took a step back.

Xian Zihao leaned against the bookcase and smiled. "You want to negotiate with me?"

"No. It's just... One point has a long explanation. You made me read five points in a short time, so it's clear that I will not be able to sleep!"

Xian Zihao looked at her bitter and vengeful expression. His black eyes were brimming with a faint light. He elegantly smiled and said, "If this continues, you will not be able to read two points."

"Who said that?" Jiang Ruolan widened her eyes and lied with a firm and serious expression on her face.

Xian Zihao, who was leaning against the bookshelf, kept staring at her. He seemed to be deliberately delaying her. He said nothing as he sipped his tea casually. His fingers caressed the rim of the cup.

"Hubby ~" Jiang Ruolan called. Wise people will take advantage of the situation. So let's try to compliment him first before doing anything else.

Xian Zihao smiled. "Do you need me to accompany you to the study room?"

"Forget it, I'll go by myself." Jiang Ruolan stood up abruptly and walked straight to the stairs.

What a joke. If Xian Zihao was in the study room with her, how could she bear the consequences?

Xian Zihao smiled while looking at her back.

Jiang Ruolan returned to the study room and began burying her head in the book.

When she got to the second line, she suddenly remembered that she did not log out of her MSN. Thinking about it again, Xian Zihao was not the type of person to spy on her, and only that beast, Qin Gengxin, could do such a thing!

Therefore, she calmed her heart and continued to memorize the point.

Xian Zihao was walking to the coffee table to get the newspaper when he heard a 'beep' sound from the laptop.

He saw a bubble in the bottom right corner of the screen, and then a chat window suddenly appeared.

Qin: You are not allowed to be late for work. Come precisely at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning.

The chat window popped out again.

Qin: Pretending didn't see the message?

Qin: Jiang Ruolan, I'm warning you, you are not allowed to resign, and you are not allowed to leave work!

Qin: I know you can see my messages. Don't force me to bombard your phone. You know my patience. This time I'm determined to keep you busy!

Qin: Don't think I can't cure your hedgehog right now. I've known you for so many years and watched you grow up from a slug. I know how many worms you have in your stomach. Are you scolding me now? Let me tell you, even if I'm cursed as a beast, I won't let you off this time!

In the study upstairs, Jiang Ruolan suddenly sneezed. "Who is cursing me?!

The MSN chat window popped out again.

Qin: Are you with your 'supposed' husband? Today, I'll bet 50% of my Qin's share on Xian Zihao, betting that he doesn't love you. Let's see who will be the one laughing at the end! [Smirking]

Qin: [Bitter]

Qin: Jiang Ruolan, tell me the truth. Have you really fallen in love with Xian Zihao? You're fucking jumping into a fire pit!

Qin: Let me tell you, responsibility and duty is no match for love! Don't dream of having a place in Xian Zihao's heart! You don't have that kind of life!

Xian Zihao was sitting on the sofa with an indifferent expression as he listened to the beep sound. He looked away from the newspaper and looked at the screen silently.

He had only taken a casual glance at it and had not intended to pay any attention to Qin Gengxin's messages but when his gaze fell on the screen, he paused for a moment. After a long while, he gently put down the newspaper.

Lan: [Oblique Eyes]

Qin: Huh? You are willing to speak now?

Lan: I'm Xian Zihao

There was a long silence on the other side and no reply for a long time.

Xian Zihao picked up the newspaper again and calmly read the political news.

After about two minutes, the laptop once again rang with a notification sound.

Qin: Fuck! How did you two end up sharing everything so quickly?!

After saying this, without waiting for an answer, the profile pic instantly turned gray and disappeared without a sound.

Qin Gengxin seemed to be quite infuriated.

While looking at the laptop, Xian Zihao couldn't help but sigh.

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*This chapter contained sensitivity scenes. Please be aware and read on your own cautious. *

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Jiang Ruolan's entire body was cold, and she couldn't help but shiver.

However, her lower abdomen continued to surge with a strange heat.

Her body was cold and wet, and her clothes were being torn off one by one. Her ears were filled with perverted laughter.

"Miss Bingqing, I will do as you instruct. I'll finish her off before dawn tomorrow. The best thing to do is to directly impregnate her with someone with an unknown background." A cold and rough male voice rang out.

"Such a white, tender, and beautiful little girl. Tsk. Tsk. Look at her skin. It really looks like porcelain. Now it's going to be difficult if you don't let me have her!"

Jiang Ruolan's suddenly felt her body had been touched by a dry hand. She frowned and moved her body uncomfortably. Her nose suddenly smelled a strange smell. She wanted to open her eyes, but she was too tired to even open a single crack.

"How old is this girl? She really looks like a doll!"

"Seventeen years old!"

"Tsk tsk, a young lady at this age tastes the best, neither old nor young …"

"Cut the crap. I've even arranged for a few people to come over. You guys can decide who will go first!"

With a "peng", the heavy metal door was closed.

Several hands were stroking her body repeatedly as someone suddenly lifted her up. The last protective shield on her body was mercilessly torn apart.

Jiang Ruolan was pressed down on the cold ground. She finally opened her eyes in the chaos and saw a few naked men staring at her with red eyes. A man had already pressed her down into a dirty, cold corner.