My Little Sweet Wife

For two months, Jiang Ruolan worked as usual and stayed at Greenville Residence safely and healthily. Because of its security facilities and alarm system, she was rarely harassed by malicious media.

Jiang Bingqing had also disappeared since the day she argued with her at Di Family's Flower Garden Hotel. Maybe she had returned to G City, or maybe Xian Zihao had dealt with her.

At least, in these two months, Jiang Ruolan's life was very peaceful.

With the exception of three things:

1) Jiang Yijun had to rush back to F City for a few days due to problems at his workplace, but when he finally found out about her marriage with Xian Zihao, he flew back to H City angrily.

2) The engagement ceremony of Han Xuegang and Ling Feier will be held at the seven-star Royal Hotel in the city center in half a month.

3) For the entire two months, Xian Zihao did not appear at all. It was as if he had disappeared from the world, not even returning to check on her at Greenville Residence.

This often made Jiang Ruolan hallucinate that she did not marry Xian Zihao, Han Xuegang did not betray her, no skeleton or heartbreak, no Ling Fei'er, no Jiang Bingqing and all that happened two months ago was just a nightmare for her.

Because of her relationship with Xian Zihao, her company was often invited to all kinds of banquets and Jiang Ruolan couldn't even refuse from not attending.

Time passed like lightning, and Jiang Ruolan was invited to a party at the King's Garden Hotel, where she would interview the Bureau of Civil Affairs, taking photographs of the progress of road renovations on the street where a hole appeared on a rainy night.

She had to go to various companies to read the news, interview businesses from various large companies, and even, for some specific reason, follow some relevant units and investigate the situation.

In the last two months, she had conducted three interviews at Xian Group but not once she met with Xian Zihao.

Jiang Ruolan knew that they are initially people from two different worlds and that they should not have interacted from the beginning.

Just like seven years ago, when she crawled to his feet and used all her strength to grab his pants and plead for his help, but none of it in his memory.

He lightly walked through her world, causing a huge uproar. Yet in his world, she was as insignificant as dust.

Her marriage certificate was placed at the bottom of the box as if all of that had never happened.

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