My Little Sweet Wife

"Achoo!"

Jiang Ruolan rubbed her nose and sighed helplessly.

Did she really catch a cold?

Xian Zihao did not return to the bedroom last night. When she woke up in the morning, she heard Zhan An say that he had been working until midnight and then fell asleep in the study room.

Last night, she was sleeping with her hair wet, so in the morning, she woke up with a stuffy nose. It seemed that she really had a cold.

Jiang Ruolan tried her best to ignore the weight in her mind and carefully checked the press release that would be released within an hour. At that moment, Little Lin, who had helped her deliver the news yesterday, walked into the office and placed a pile of manuscripts on her desk. "Sister Jiang, I almost died of fear when I went to interview her yesterday afternoon."

"What's wrong?" Jiang Ruolan raised her head and saw that Little Lin's delicate face was ashen white. She couldn't help but look at her, puzzled.

"There was a gunfight near Zhongshan Road, two policemen were killed at the scene, and several officers who escaped were also seriously injured. The thugs who fired the shots on the streets did not look like simple thugs, but it should be those gangsters from Black Market." Little Lin patted her chest in fear.

Jiang Ruolan was stunned. "When did it happen? Why is there no news?"

"Who dared? It seems that not many media outlets were present at the time, so I did not dare to take pictures of them. Those people were too violent, anyone approaching would be shot! I didn't even dare to lift the camera! At that time, even if someone secretly took a photo and sold it to the media, no one would dare to publish it. I tried to investigate this story. Those were the people who tried to threaten Xian Zihao's last month."

Jiang Ruolan's heart thumped wildly.

Xian Zihao's antagonism against the Dark Syndicate over the years had indeed made many thugs grit their teeth angrily. Several rewards have been offered to anyone who can bring his head.

"Is it true?" Xiong Ruogang walked over with a limp. She looked at Jiang Ruolan worriedly. "Sister Jiang, President Xian is your husband! You must also be careful in the future!"

Jiang Ruolan looked at Xiong Ruogang and Little Lin in surprise, "Me?"

"Yes, I heard from the news that this gang is getting stronger. They used to hide their abilities very well, but for some reason, they seem to be unable to sit still anymore. They've been out a few times to stir up trouble! However, none of the media outlets dared to report it! Even the Ministry of Commerce is not able to intervene in this matter."

"Sis Jiang, you must be careful. Only the people in our company know who you are, while most others do not know that you are the Young Mistress of Xian Family. That's why you're able to live a peaceful life now." Little Lin looked at her worriedly. "Anyway, I really saw their method. It was terrifying. It was like a Hong Kong shooting movie in the 1980s where one would be killed with one shot!"

"I'll pay attention to it." Jiang Ruolan's thoughts raced, but she did not say anything in the end.

Little Lin and Xiong Ruogang returned to their desk to continue the work. 

Jiang Ruolan lowered her head to look at the manuscript in her hands and a layer of doubt gradually appearing in her heart.

Was that why Xian Zihao wanted her to stay at Greenville Residence?

He wanted to prevented her from being harassed by the media and to ensured her safety?

She glanced up at her computer screen and saw that someone was adding her MSN. Jiang Ruolan clicked the mouse to open the other party's profile. It didn't have much information, even the MSN's name was only a simple Qin with three letters. 

There was a message from the other party. 'Little Red ~~~'

Black lines immediately appeared on her forehead. Jiang Ruolan paused for a moment, then accepted his friend's request. She then typed on her computer, 'How do you know my MSN?'

Qin: You are one of my employees, isn't it quite easy for me to check your information on MSN? But again, I rarely used it. Usually, I just received an email and made a call or video chat whenever I have something important. I really don't understand why girls like this apps so much.

Jiang Ruolan rolled her eyes slightly and typed. 'Why did you add me then? If you have something to say, make a phone call.'

Qin: But you're not answering my call! [sob]

Lan: Did you called me?

Qin: …

Jiang Ruolan looked at the ellipsis Qin Gengxin sent and was dumbfounded. She looked at her cell phone and found two missed calls. She checked her phone and found that it was muted but she hadn't switched it. She looked at the settings and it wasn't muted.

She had been using this phone for two years and almost forgot about it. This phone was a graduation present given by Han Xuegang when she graduated from university. It had been poorly used and had also been modified before. She was unwilling to throw it away and in these two months, she had completely forgotten about the origin of this phone.

Only now did she realize that something was wrong with her phone. After a while, she finally typed on the keyboard.

Lan: My phone seems to be broken. I didn't hear the call.

Qin: [grinning] Really? Let me buy you a new one. Tell me, do you want an iPhone or a Samsung? Or Nokia?

Lan: No need! I am not so poor that I need a man to buy me a new cell phone! Besides, we have nothing to do with each other!

The other side paused for a long time before replying.

Qin: Little Red, are you busy tonight? If you have no plans, come out for dinner with me. I just arrived at H City and my friends will bring their girlfriends. I have no one and it's going to be very awkward!

Lan: What dinner? Do you really need to bring a girlfriend?

Qin: There's nothing I can do. Everyone has a girlfriend, but I don't! [cry]

Lan: Then, why are you looking for me? With your wealth and influence, you can find random beauty on the street to be your girlfriend!

Qin: They are all unreliable, it would be better if I invited you.

Lan: I'm going home tonight, so I don't have time to accompany you. You should go find someone else.

Qin: Just once! Just accompany me once! Wipe eyes with tears [grieve] [cry] [jab one's fingers]

Lan: You a twenty-eight-year-old man, would you die if you don't bring your girlfriend?

Qin: Will...

Jiang Ruolan's mouth twitched. 

****

After working hours, she called Zhan An and told her that she had something to do that night and would be back a little late.

At 6:30 p.m, Jiang Ruolan was waiting for Qin Gengxin near the Hong Kong tea shop on Beidou Avenue where they had agreed to meet.

She wanted to know what kind of dinner will be arranged in such a small place? And he had to bring a girlfriend? She looked at the time, it was already 6: 10. Qin Gengxin still hadn't arrived yet.

She had to call him. 

Just as she dialed the number, she saw that Qin Gengxin walking towards her from across the street.

"You actually have the nerve to be late!" Jiang Ruolan put down the phone in annoyance.

"Who would have thought that Beidou Avenue is so crowded? I don't often go to H City, so I don't know much about the roads here." Qin Gengxin shrugged his shoulders indifferently. This time, he did not rush to put his arm on Jiang Ruolan's shoulder and instead walked quickly towards the tea house.

Jiang Ruolan pouted as she looked at his back.

Why was this brat dressed so formally today?

He wore a finely cut silver gray suit with a white shirt inside. That was a very normal combination but the green tie he chose was a bit strange.

In her memory, Qin Gengxin always dressed casually, never this weird. What was going on today? It was grand and strange.

Just as she was feeling confused, Qin Gengxin turned to look at her. "What are you doing, slowpoke?"

"Ugh …Nothing." Jiang Ruolan forced a smile.

Qin Gengxin walked straight to the restaurant and she followed with a quick step. The restaurant was filled with quiet and romantic surroundings and more importantly, no one was here.

Just when she was wondering if she had been tricked, she saw a beautifully dressed woman sitting in the corner next to the window. That woman looked like she was waiting for someone.