My Little Sweet Wife

As soon as the two of them entered, the staff in the watch store noticed the quality of Xian Zihao's low-key suit. They quickly crowded around them.

After they both chose an excellent watch, Jiang Ruolan stared at the new watch Xian Zihao was wearing. Suddenly, she realized that no matter what watch he wore, he would still look outstanding.

It was said that a man could only show his taste and elegance by wearing a famous watch. However, when worn by Xian Zihao, this cheap watch automatically becomes expensive because of his noble aura. When Xian Zihao noticed Jiang Ruolan staring at him, he immediately raised his eyebrow and smiled at her.

Jiang Ruolan quickly pulled back her gaze, as if she was embarrassed that he had discovered her infatuation. She deliberately turned her head away to look at other watches. She picked another watch for him to wear and finally decided on a simple exquisite black watch. She felt that it was very fitting for Xian Zihao.

It's not cheap, but also not too expensive. It cost twelve thousand yuan, which was a very expensive luxury for Jiang Ruolan, but she was sure the watch Xian Zihao wore before was more expensive than this watch. She made him wear it, even though it was rare for him to put away the one he had been wearing for a while.

Xian Zihao, who was under his wife's command, did not change his obedient attitude towards her. He put on his new watch and drove home. While he was driving, he would look at the new watch on his wrist from time to time. At first, he turned down Jiang Ruolan's wish to give him a new pair of watches, but now he seemed in a very good mood.

Jiang Ruolan leered at him. "You really like it?"

Xian Zihao gripped the steering wheel tightly and smiled. "For years, I rarely changed my watch. I've forgotten how long I wore it and I never thought to change it. Today is the first time in years someone gave me a gift. A gift without a motive, interest, nor conspiracy."

Xian Zihao was a man who didn't talk much, but he talked more now. Jiang Ruolan couldn't help but look at him. He was really happy about it.

Jiang Ruolan smiled. "I was thinking of giving you this gift a few months ago. Watch is a very popular and luxurious gift. Why haven't I seen you change your watch? It's always been this one."

"I'm not used to changing something often unless it's something very meaningful, like this."

He wiggled his wrist. The new watch on his wrist was expensive and well-groomed, and the color and design matched his appearance and skin color.

He was truly very happy.

Jiang Ruolan had never thought that a man like Xian Zihao could smile like a child who had received his favorite candy.

'Xian Zihao, you gave me too much warmth and happiness, but what can I give you?'

Jiang Ruolan looked at his side face and the corner of her mouth raised slightly, but she didn't say anything.

***

On the afternoon before her birthday, Jiang Ruolan was leaning against the couch and reading a magazine. She didn't tell too many people about her birthday, and Xian Zihao didn't show any sign he knew about it either.

Jiang Ruolan didn't know if he'd just forgotten or really didn't know about it, but she didn't mind it at all. It was just a birthday. She had long past the age when she'd been looking forward to having a birthday cake like she'd been when she was a little girl.

Jiang Ruolan read a magazine for a while and looked back to see Sister Yanmei wiping the small room door under the stairs.

"Sister Yanmei, can you open that door. I want to clean the room. Zihao usually values the things there, and the dust inside isn't that many. This is light work I can do."

Sister Yanmei hesitated for a moment, thinking that even though this room was usually locked, she could still enter. The Young Madam could definitely come in too, so she had no doubt of her being there. She turned around and took the key to open the door.

"It's a good thing that you want to do some activities, but you'll still be exposed to a bit of dust when cleaning it. If you really want to go, you can go but make sure to let me know if you're tired." Sister Yanmei said.

Jiang Ruolan nodded with a smile. Her eyes were very magnanimous, making people think that there was nothing special in that small room. It was just an ordinary room with a pile of information. Sister Yanmei saw her enter and went to clean the second floor.

No matter how reluctant Jiang Ruolan was to face this matter, she had no choice but to face it.

Last week, Old Man Xian was discharged from the hospital, but even though he can return to Xian Residence, he was still unable to move at all due to a broken bone. The doctor instructed him to rest for several months. Plus, he's already old, so it's hard for him to recover from his injuries.

Still, Jiang Ruolan knew that she couldn't refuse to meet Old Man Xian and Xian Jian forever.

After all, she had maintained this delusion for a month, and with her birthday coming up and they were about to get married, she was so pressured that she was on the verge of losing her breath.

Since Xian Zihao had an important meeting tonight and might be coming home late, Jiang Ruolan took this advantage to go to this small room and pick up documents one by one.

She had finally found a few key points, and the information here was all about the greed from twenty-one years ago. It seemed that Xian Zihao had been uncovering the evidence and information regarding this dirty case. This old and dusty case has been kept in the drawer under the table, and since the case had been committed in G City, it was possible that Xian Zihao had long planned to investigate it. However, she had not expected that the final result of his investigation would be related to the Xian Family.

Jiang Ruolan flipped through the page and saw the important points. The more she looked, the more her eyebrows furrowed. Jia Zhenzhen didn't lie to her.

Everything was real.

In one of the files, there was a letter. It was a red-yellow striped letter written in bold and strong characters, with some information about the Xian Family and Senior Zhou. It was related to the case. The signature of this letter was Old Man Xian's signature.

If this letter were in the hands of the Old Man, it would have long since been destroyed. Since the contents of this letter related to Senior Zhou, then did it mean that he (Senior Zhou) had purposely left this letter in Xian Zihao's hands?

Could it be that Senior Zhou had threatened Xian Zihao with the evidence that happened from twenty-one years ago on their wedding day? Forced him to delay the wedding?

It seemed like Old Man Xian was right to guard against Senior Zhou back then. However, this time, Senior Zhou, who was threatened by Old Man Xian to the point where he had no choice but to resign and go to the United States, actually had given him (Old Man Xian) the taste for it.

Finally, Jiang Ruolan took photos of her mother's suicide.

"Using selfish feelings to tie a woman who has a grudge against the Xian Family, what intentions do you have, Xian Zihao?"

"Your mother Zhou Qingling was forced to death by Old Man Xian!"

"It's Old Man Xian, the grandpa who you tried to seek acceptance. He's the one who was forcing your mother to death!"

Words kept ringing in her ears, causing her head to feel bloated. Jiang Ruolan frowned and hurriedly put the photos in her hand. She already knew what she needed to know. She just wanted to confirm it for herself.

In the end, everything was real.