My Little Sweet Wife

One day, when Senior Zhou and Zhou Shufen sent off some visiting officers, Jiang Ruolan, who had just changed the bandage on her head, immediately went to Xiaoyi's bed.

Xiaoyi looked at her and then rolled her eyes. She turned her back and pointed her butt at her.

"Xiaoyi, I think we need to have a good talk." Jiang Ruolan announced.

She took the opportunity to kiss her on the cheek. This caused Xiaoyi to be discontented, and she immediately shrunk backward with an expression that said Jiang Ruolan was not allowed to come close.

Jiang Ruolan thought about it for a moment and realized that she was already lonely in the ward. Xiaoyi was always cold to her, so she decided to bond.

Jiang Ruolan picked up a bag of snacks next to Xiaoyi's bed and took out a Jell-O. She opened it and ate it while saying, "Aunt Jiang is going to tell you a story. Once upon a time, there was a Jell-O and a box of biscuits."

Jiang Ruolan bit the jelly again. In fact, she didn't even know what she was really talking about. She just wanted to restore her relationship with Xiaoyi. 

Xiaoyi listened to her story diligently, and her cute little face was full of trouble. In the end, when she found out that her snack had been eaten by Jiang Ruoalan, her mouth immediately sank, and she couldn't stop herself from crying.

This frightened Jiang Ruolan. Originally, she wanted to use the story of Jell-O and the biscuits to soften this child's heart, but who knew that this girl would not accept it.

Jiang Ruolan quickly hugged Xiaoyi to calm her down. "Be good. Don't cry. Auntie didn't intentionally let the biscuits eat your jelly."

When she said this, Xiaoyi really kept howling loudly.

Jiang Ruolan was shocked because she had never heard a child crying loudly before. She quickly patted her back, gently and carefully.

Who said that we just have to pat the child's back to stop her from crying? That was all a lie. Her cry became louder as she patted this girl's back! Xiaoyi was crying like Jiang Ruolan was taking her life.

Jiang Ruolan wanted to cry, but she had no tears. She was quite lonely and just wanted to build a good relationship with this little girl. If she ate two of her jellyfish, at most, she will return two bags to her tomorrow. There's no need for Xiaoyi to cry like this.

Jiang Ruolan held Xiaoyi as she stood by the window to look at the little goldfish. Xiaoyi barely stopped crying as she lowered her head to see the little goldfish swimming in the tank. She was curious and wanted to touch it, but Jiang Ruolan immediately took a step back so that Xiaoyi would not kill it accidentally.

Jiang Ruolan tried her best to coax Xiaoyi. Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice behind her. "What's going on?"

Jiang Ruolan's body stiffened. That voice was too familiar. It was so familiar that she thought she had misheard.

Xian Zihao walked over and took the ear-splitting, crying Xiaoyi from her arms, 'Little Yi!'

Only then did Xiaoyi stop crying. Xian Zihao looked at the bandage on Jiang Ruolan's forehead and couldn't help but ask, "How did this happen?"

When Jiang Ruolan saw that Xiaoyi curled up in his arms and stopped crying, she was stunned for a moment. Then, she subconsciously looked at Xian Zihao's handsome face.

He frowned even more, "How can the ancestral hall collapse? You are injured too. How are you going to protect our child if you like to throw yourself in danger?"

Hearing the seriousness in his voice, Jiang Ruolan pursed her lips and glanced at Xiaoyi, who was sticking out her tongue at her.

Xian Zihao was startled, seeing how silent she was. He put Xiaoyi, who had obediently hidden in his embrace, onto the sickbed. He then turned around and wanted to check on Jiang Ruolan's forehead when Xiaoyi behind him cried out with a face full of vinegar, "Daddy! Are you here to see Xiaoyi?"

Xian Zihao's hand, which was suspended in midair, went stiff. He didn't turn around to look at Xiaoyi but instead looked directly into Jiang Ruolan's eyes when the child suddenly shouted the words, 'Daddy.'

Jiang Ruolan also looked at him, her eyes full of doubt. 

When did Xian Zihao come back?

Jiang Ruolan's mouth moved slightly. She suddenly realized that she didn't know how to ask. But in her heart, she wondered if Zhou Shufen had called him because Xiaoyi was so sick.

Xian Zihao ignored Xiaoyi and immediately touched the wound on her head. The swelling around the bandage was gone, and her injury was no longer serious. "You still don't want to let people tell me about your injuries?"

Jiang Ruolan pulled her head back and avoided his hand. She didn't want Xian Zihao to see the wound again. "I'm fine. It's just a small wound and no concussion. You're so busy with your work and I didn't want to make you worried."

Xian Zihao's voice was filled with dissatisfaction as he looked at her. He was also angry at how careless Jiang Ruolan was, running around the ward with the child in her arms while she was pregnant. "If I hadn't rushed back as soon as possible and waited another ten days before returning to H City, would you continue to lie and pretend that nothing had happened? Are you really not going to tell me?"

"Heh heh, my skin only hurts a little. It's like a knife wound on the finger. It's not like I'm that tender." Jiang Ruolan chuckled. She didn't want Xian Zihao to know that she had been unconscious for two days.

Seeing Jiang Ruolan trying her best to act relaxed, Xian Zihao couldn't bear it any longer. He gradually lowered his voice and put his arm around Jiang Ruolan's shoulder, helping her to sit down on the bed.

When Zhan An came in and saw Xian Zihao helping Jiang Ruolan sit down, she smiled and said, "Ruolan, mom didn't tell him. Zihao had just returned from Shanghai this morning and immediately returned to Xian Residence. When he found out that you were not in there, I told him about the ancestral hall, and before I could say anything, he went straight to the hospital."

Jiang Ruolan was stunned. She turned to Xian Zihao, only to see him looking at her with a straight and frowning face. Jiang Ruolan couldn't hold back her tears. "Zihao, I'm fine. Don't be too serious, you make me nervous."

Without waiting for Xian Zihao to speak, Zhan An put down Nanny Cheng's soup with a smile and said, "You two can talk first. Mom will go out and look around."

As soon as Zhan An left, Jiang Ruolan cast a glance at Xian Zihao again. She saw that he was still frowning, as if he was angry at her for hiding something, and even more so angry that he did not return in time.

Jiang Ruolan's heart warmed. She held his hand gently and gave him a convincing smile. "Zihao, look, I'm still hurting. Do you have the heart to be angry with me? Give me a smile. Come on, laugh a little ~"

Jiang Ruolan lifted her hand to pull at the corner of his mouth, but Xian Zihao held her hand and lightly pulled down. In the end, he still smiled, but his smile seemed to indicate that he was helpless.

He stroked the area on her forehead where the gauze was. His warm fingers gently caressing the skin on her forehead. With a very soft voice, he asked, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore. It's just a little itchy." Jiang Ruolan blinked her eyes and tried to scratch the itchiness.

Xian Zihao immediately grabbed her hand. "Don't scratch it. Your wound is about to heal. Don't scratch with your hands."   

His handsome face was filled with pain and concern, and he also seemed to blame himself. Xian Zihao gently caressed her hair. His fingers moved between her hair and stopped at the back of her head, and with a little force, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her forehead gently. "Ruolan, this is the only time. We still have a long way to go, and no matter what happens in the future, you must tell me immediately."

Jiang Ruolan took a deep breath at the familiar fragrance and finally, she felt that she was at home. Xian Zihao was her home. 

She lazily leaned against his chest and replied in a muffled voice, "En."

Seeing that Jiang Ruolan listened to him obediently, Xian Zihao finally stopped worrying. His lips curved into a smile as he hugged her tightly.

At this moment, Xiaoyi, who was sitting on the other side of the sickbed, had already puckered her lips in a grievance. She did not cry out loud but instead let out a few small sobs.

Jiang Ruolan was stunned. No matter how much she didn't want Xian Zihao and Zhou Shufen to have a relationship, she could not bear to break the child's sad dream. She quickly pushed him away.

Instead of letting go, Xian Zihao tightened his grip. He knew what she was thinking.

"Zihao, Xiaoyi's about to cry." Jiang Ruolan whispered.                

Xian Zihao hugged her again before letting her go. He then took the soup Zhan An had just brought and put it to the side. 

Xian Zihao looked at Jiang Ruolan with a gentle smile and said softly, "Before I came, mom had said a few words to me. I knew you stayed in the same ward as Xiaoyi, and I was worried you would feel uncomfortable. Who knew that when I came in, I would see you wandering around with a child in your arms."

"It's not like I've never hugged a child before. I just don't know how to coax her to stop crying." Jiang Ruolan stared at him. "Don't tell me you know how to? I just saw that you only took her casually and didn't hold her very professionally. But when I saw that Xiaoyi was pestering you like this, that meant you did a good job. I let you start your internship first, learn how to be a high-quality father."

Xian Zihao chuckled and rubbed her head. "Why do I smell vinegar?"

"Aiya, I'm not jealous at all. Quickly go and hug her, she's about to cry." Jiang Ruolan blushed and pushed him away.