My Little Sweet Wife

Jiang Guanyu was angered by his words that seemed to be full of flattery but were actually sarcastic. "You are willing to do all this to your cousin. Bingqing was only a child of eight years ago. Even if she was in the wrong and at most an accomplice, you had to release her for me."

Xian Zihao listened intently. "Yes, eight years ago, Bingqing was still a child." While nodding, he seemed to be thinking something, "However, eight years ago, was Ruolan not a child? A few months ago, there were three million yuan in Wei Donghai's personal account, and the money was sent by Bingqing. Just let the fact that she had committed many crimes eight years ago, this kidnapping is enough to punish her for thirty years."

As he said this, he glanced at Jiang Ruolan, who was looking at him, and said indifferently, "How about this, it's rare for Uncle and Auntie to come here on the first day of New Year, so how about I'll make special arrangements for Bingqing's case and help you monitor her performance after she received the sentence."

The situation changed too quickly. Jiang Guanyu frowned, and Zhan Lian could also hear Xian Zihao's words clearly. Although he seemed to take a step back, he had no intention of letting Bingqing go. 

Zhan Lian's face turned stiff and pale, but she was unable to say another word. 

"Zihao, you--"

"Come here." Xian Zihao walked over to Jiang Ruolan and gently pulled her up.

When it comes to this, Jiang Ruolan did not want to make any decisions. Regardless of whether Xian Zihao plans to make Jiang Family's lose face or stop his retaliation after Jiang Bingqing received the sentences, that was no longer her concern.

At the very least, she understood that as long as he was by her side, the people from the Jiang Family would no longer have the chance to harm her.

"Zihao, what do you mean? This is the new year. Do you really intend to let Bingqing be caught by the Public Safety Bureau? Now it's snowing heavily in H City. I heard that the Public Safety Bureau's heating system isn't very good, and the room where Bingqing is locked up isn't good either. She has never suffered like this before! If you have something to say, we can talk it out. Bingqing loved to stick to you when she was little. Did you forget?" Zhan Lian couldn't help but shout.

Jiang Ruolan lifted her head and glanced at Xian Zihao, only to see that there was not the slightest fluctuation in his expression. However, when she stopped, he stopped too. 

Jiang Ruolan looked at his face, and there wasn't the slightest bit of pity or withdrawal in his eyes. Instead, she could see the strangeness, treachery, craftiness, provocation, and satisfaction in his eyes.

Jiang Ruolan raised her eyebrows and whispered, "Big brother Zihao, you really have no heart?"

She could clearly see the hidden satisfaction in his eyes, as well as the pleasure of revenge. However, he still maintained his calm attitude. "Hmm?"

"How come I don't know when you started? This is too sudden." Jiang Ruolan gave him a sidelong glance.

Silently, Xian Zihao gently pressed the back of her head into his embrace and gently stroked her shoulder. "You go upstairs first. I'll take care of the problem myself. No need to overthink it. I'll think about everything."

Jiang Ruolan nodded. She wasn't worried that Xian Zihao would be affected because of this. If so, he will not make this decision. Perhaps she should use this opportunity to live in peace. At least she didn't have to see the hypocritical face of Jiang Family members for a while.

Jiang Ruolan went upstairs alone, but before she reached the second floor, she looked back at the handsome man in a suit that looked calm and serene. He also was looking at her with a smile, as if they understood each other.

When she went upstairs, she caught a glimpse of Cui Liuxian standing at the foot of the stairs, eavesdropping on the conversation.

Jiang Ruolan was stunned. She looked at Cui Liuxian and saw that her face was slightly pale. She (Cui Liuxian) was holding a piece of paper in her hand. The corner of the paper had been torn by her fingernail. 

Seeing Cui Liuxian in such a situation, Jiang Ruolan immediately understood. However, she just looked at her indifferently.

Cui Liuxian was also involved in the incident with Jiang Bingqing a few months ago. The reason Xian Zihao did not do anything to her was probably because of Old Man Xian. Although Xian Zihao can't touch Cui Liuxian, his action against Jiang Bingqing can be considered a warning.

Seeing Cui Liuxian's stiff white face, Jiang Ruolan did not say anything. She just walked past her indifferently.

When she arrived on the second floor, she saw Chaoxiang, the little black dog, lying at her bedroom door, sleeping on all fours.

Chaoxiang might be a black dog, but its belly was white, and it looked like it needed a beating. Jiang Ruolan immediately shook her head. She walked around it and went inside her bedroom.

An hour later, Jiang Ruolan was lying on the bed, reading a book, when she heard a noise. She saw a sleeping Chaoxiang sneaking into her room. Next to her bed, there's a table, and on the table, there's a glass of fresh warm milk. Chaoxiang pulled the tablecloth, and the milk poured down its face.

With a dark face, Jiang Ruolan put the book down, got out of bed, took it, and put it in the shower. She had to bathe it. Chaoxiang did not want to wash, yet it did not dare to struggle.

There's a knocking on the door. Nanny Cheng pushed the door open and immediately saw the spilled milk on the floor. She quickly cleaned it up and then found her in the bathroom.

"Young Madam, I cooked a pot of lotus root soup, do you want to try it?" Seeing that she was cleaning Chaoxiang, Nanny Cheng was even more amused. "Speaking of which, it's quite strange. Chaoxiang is really fond of you. The only person who could bathe it is the Old Master."

Jiang Ruolan could only laugh dryly. If she didn't beat it, would it be able to recognize and be fond of her?

Wrong.

Chaoxiang wasn't fond of her, it was afraid of her.

After drying Chaoxiang's body with difficulty, Jiang Ruolan went to drink lotus root soup specially cooked by Nanny Cheng. Since she was in a good mood, Jiang Ruolan decided to give a treat to Chaoxiang. She leaned against the headboard and casually fed Chaoxiang a biscuit.

Dogs also know how to treat people. They don't casually say something that hurts, unlike people.

While waiting for Xian Zihao to come back, Jiang Ruolan decided to take a nap. She had a dream. In her dream, the whole world was filled with blood. Her mother stood against the wind on a tall building, but her body was covered in blood. 

Jiang Ruolan wanted to cry and stop her, but she found that she could not move at all. And then her dream changed into Jiang Family House. That year, she was a skinny little girl. She never cried when treated rudely by the Jiang Family, including when she had nightmares. Similarly, after she was rescued from a group of criminals hired by Jiang Bingqing. After she regained consciousness, she did not cry.

However, after so many years, Jiang Guanyu, who was kneeling in front of her just now, suddenly appeared in her dreams. Zhan Lian suddenly appeared out of nowhere, trying to struggle her neck. Then her dead mother also appeared, staring at her with resentment.

The moment she woke up from her dream, she saw Xian Zihao sitting on the edge of the bed.

Jiang Ruolan abruptly sat up and threw herself into his embrace, venting all of the nightmares of the past with her tears and snot. She rubbed her stuffy nose on his shirt and cried. "My mother committed suicide for him and leaving me alone. He never shed a single tear for her."

"Zhan Lian called me a bastard, Bingqing said that I was a wild child. I slept in a room a few degrees below zero in the winter, slept in a mosquito heap in the summer, and it was all a luxury for me even if they gave me leftovers food. At the time, he never spoke for me in front of them."

She sobbed, "Actually, all I want is a home. A mother who loves me and will cook noodles for me. Even if we live in a straw hut, I will still be happy. My mother has been dead for 20 years, and he had never swept her grave. Only me and Yijun clean her grave every year. At that time, the grass in front of my mother's grave had grown very high. He never set foot there, not at once."

Jiang Ruolan kept crying. "I don't know why my mother loves him or why she killed herself because of scum like him, but he is still my father after all. Even if he has never loved me, but today he actually kneeled to me and begged me to let Bingqing go."

"I've never hated him as much as I did today. Why would I be his daughter? The moment he knelt, I really wanted to go back into the reincarnation cycle. I didn't want to have anything to do with him!"

"When I was lonely and most helpless, when I was about to die, he did not say a word. Bingqing had just been taken away and he was worried about her. He was afraid that she couldn't stand a cold. I am also his daughter. My heart is not made of iron. Just because I don't feel anything on the surface, that doesn't mean I really don't feel anything."

Jiang Ruolan whimpered and said, "How could they do this to me? I just want a home. A home for myself."