Exactly at 6 am, the digital clock on the bedside table vibrates. When Jiang Ruolan opened her eyes, she found that her body was no longer as cold as it used to be.

There was a warm source of heat next to her. Jiang Ruolan suddenly turned her head and saw that Xian Zihao was sleeping quietly beside her.

His calm face added a touch of serenity and beauty to himself. It was only at this moment, Jiang Ruolan finally believed that this extraordinary man was indeed her husband.

Seeing that he was still sleeping, she carefully get up. Because she was worried that she would share a bed with Xian Zihao, she didn't change her office clothes last night.

Jiang Ruolan quietly got out of bed and walking out of the room.

She came back late last night, and also because she needs to sleep in the same bed with Xian Zihao, Jiang Ruolan deliberately did not take a shower.

She's like those women on TV who can shower even when they shared the same room as men.

Since Jiang Ruolan didn't take a shower last night, her body felt sticky. She hurried to the cloakroom on the second floor to pick up a set of clean clothes and then rushed to the bathroom.

After taking a shower, she straightened the wrinkles on her clothes and opened the bathroom door. She was surprised to hear a noise coming from the kitchen.

Jiang Ruolan quickly walked to the kitchen and saw Zhan An, wearing an apron she had bought at a nearby store, cutting carrots.

"Why did you get up so early?" Zhan An looked at Jiang Ruolan with a smile. "I think you will be like Guiying, who likes to lie in bed lazily. She will not wake up until 9 o'clock. Go wake up Zihao. In about ten minutes, we can have breakfast together."

"Mom, how can I let you prepare breakfast? Let me do it!" Jiang Ruolan walked hurriedly and took the knife from Zhan An's hand.

"No need! I love doing this!" Zhan An glanced at her with a smile. "Even though there are a lot of servants at Xian Mansion, I always do my job on my own. I have hands and feet, so I don't need help from anyone else."

Jiang Ruolan wanted to say something, but when she saw Zhan An glared at her, she stopped.

When she came out of the kitchen, she was surprised to see Xian Zihao standing at the kitchen's outside door. He casually adjusted the bathrobe and walked past her while giving her an indifferent look. "Mom, what are you doing?"

"Make a sumptuous breakfast for my son and daughter-in-law. Healthy beef, carrots, and porridge." Zhan An put sliced ​​carrots into the rice cooker.

Jiang Ruolan immediately cringed. She stared at the vast size of the carrot pieces and the pot of rice in Zhan An's hand. It was like waiting for a disaster to happen.

Xian Zihao tilted his head and looked at the mess in the kitchen. "Are you sure this breakfast is edible?"

"Of course! Go take a shower. Later we can have breakfast together." Zhan Ann said while looking at the two of them who were still standing outside the door.

She scolded Xian Zihao, who was laughing like a fox. "I have taken care of your sister abroad for many years. Has your sister ever died from eating my food?"

Xian Zihao just smiled and said nothing. He turned and entered the bathroom.

Jiang Ruolan watched Zhan An cooking silently. Zhan An closed the rice cooker with its lid, but she forgot to set the timer and then started to clean the dishes.

Jiang Ruolan quietly entered the kitchen and adjusted the timer.

Zhan An suddenly turned around and frowned when she saw Jiang Ruolan. "What are you doing here?"

"Uh...Mom, let me help you!"

"No need! I'll do it myself! " Zhan An insisted, gesturing for Jiang Ruolan to wait outside.

Jiang Ruolan obeyed but as she walked out, she suddenly smelled a burnt porridge.

She hesitantly turned her head to look at Zhan An, who looked very busy and happy, then left the kitchen with an annoyed expression.

The bathroom door was not closed. From her angel, she could clearly saw Xian Zihao standing there. There was white foam on his chin and a razor in his hand. He's skillfully and slowly shaved his face.

At that moment, Jiang Ruolan didn't know how to explain her feelings. Her numb heart was suddenly beating faster and she couldn't tell what that feeling felt like.

A man who can seduce a woman in the early morning really deserves his reputation. No matter how strong his mental perseverance, Jiang Ruolan will definitely feel attracted.

As she reflected on what had happened between the two of them last night, an indescribable warmth appeared on her face.

She quickly went into the bedroom and tidied up the blankets. When she picked up the blanket, she could smell the unique scent that only belonged to Xian Zihao. It was a pleasant scent.

Jiang Ruolan could not refrain from sniffing the blanket again.

As she was doing this, Zhan An's voice came from outside, calling them to eat. Jiang Ruolan quickly made the bed and left.

When she arrived at the dining room, Zhan An was already sitting at the table. She smiled at her, "Today, you have to go to work early right? Then come and eat."

"Thanks mom." Under Zhan An's expectant gaze, Jiang Ruolan sat at the table and Xian Zihao entered at the same time.

Xian Zihao was wearing a light brown casual shirt. The belt around his waist looked expensive and it's from a very nice leather.

He looks very handsome.

He first glanced at Zhan An, who was eagerly waiting for him to sit down and then glanced at Jiang Ruolan lightly.

As soon as he looked at her, Jiang Ruolan's eyes were wide open, and her heart was beating wildly.

'Damn it! Jiang Ruolan, you're an idiot! It turned out you were just like other women out there, easily bewitched by his face!! If your emotions can be shifted so easily, then what was the difference between you and Han Xuegang?!'

Jiang Ruolan secretly warned herself to stay calmed and ignore Xian Zihao's gaze. She quietly took a deep breath, accepting that today was a very strange morning for her.

She scooped porridge for Zhan An, then took Xian Zihao's bowl and scooped the porridge into his bowl as well.

"Mom, you've been busy all morning. Hurry and eat, don't wait for us."

"All right. Zihao, hurry up and eat!" Zhan An smiled as she took the spoon and distributed the side dishes into their bowls.

Xian Zihao glanced at the porridge and the dumplings on the table.

"I found this dumpling in the fridge. It was frozen. I saw that this was your favorite vegetarian dumpling, so I cooked some. It was great to eat with this porridge." Zhan An pushed the plate of dumplings to his side.

Xian Zihao was obviously being pampered by his mother, and Jiang Ruolan was secretly envious of him. However, when she caught a glimpse of his mouth twitching, she couldn't help but ask softly, "Why aren't you eating?"

Xian Zihao glanced at the bowl in front of Jiang Ruolan. A trace of teasing flashed across his eyes. He looked at Zhan An and asked, "Are you sure it is really edible?"

Jiang Ruolan had noticed that the porridge did not taste good, but she just kept quiet. Lowering her head to take a sip, she suddenly heard what Xian Zihao had said and slowly raised her head to look at Zhan An before turning back to look at him.

"Zihao!" Zhan An immediately put down her spoon and glared at her bratty son. "How many years since have you been eating something made by your mother?"

"Mm ...?" Xian Zihao raised an eyebrow, pretending to think hard. He took the spoon and casually stirred the porridge in his bowl with a smile. "Maybe it's been more than ten years. But mom, remembered that year when you ran into the kitchen to cook something for us? The stuff you made caused your family to vomit and had diarrhea for almost a week. Guiying even admitted to the hospital at that time, almost losing half her life due to food poisoning!"

*Putong~~*

The spoon in Jiang Ruolan's hand fell into the bowl.

Upon seeing her reaction, Zhan An glared at Xian Zihao, who was laughing wickedly. It was clear that her son did not like her cooks, so she turned to Jiang Ruolan who looked like she had lost her life.

"Ruolan, don't listen to Zihao's nonsense. Didn't he say that it was more than ten years ago? At the time, mom's cooking skills were not very good, but I have improved after many years. Also, I was in the United States with Guiying all these years, so of course, she had tasted my porridge and she was alive as well."

Jiang Ruolan blinked as she stared at Zhan An pleading face. How could she dare to discourage her? Even if it was poison, she wouldn't dare to not drink it.

Jiang Ruolan grinned. "Mom, what are you saying? My hand just slipped. You work hard to prepare breakfast for us, so why aren't you eating?"

As she said this, she astonishingly glance at Xian Zihao, who clearly wanted to stay away from the problem and not get involved.

Jiang Ruolan pushed the bowl in front of him a little closer, giving him a side look. At the same time, she gave a smile like a pious wife and said, "Zihao, you should eat it. Mom has been working hard all morning ~"

Xian Zihao's face darkened.

As Jiang Ruolan pushed the bowl back towards him, she saw Zhan An nod with a satisfied smile on her face. She pushed the plate of dumplings towards Xian Zihao again and said, "Eat quickly. Aren't you supposed to go to your company at 8 o'clock? You will be late if you do not eat now. "

Xian Zihao glared sharpen and it was as he was stabbing her with a knife. Their gazes met, two bolts of lightning could be heard colliding in the air.

"Mom, you eat too!" Jiang Ruolan immediately withdrew her gaze and casually pushed the hair on her forehead to the side. She looked delighted with herself as she picked up the spoon and swallowed the porridge carefully.

"How was it?"

"Was it delicious?"

The mother and son beside her spoke at the same time. Jiang Ruolan kept her head down and tried her best to swallow the porridge. She then widened her eyes and smiled brilliantly. "Delicious!"

"Really?" Xian Zihao immediately frowned and looked at the sincere smile in Jiang Ruolan's eyes with hesitation. He finally picked up the spoon and glanced at the bowl of porridge with hesitation.

Why did it smell weird?

"Ruolan said it was delicious, but you don't want to give a face to your mother?" Having the support of her daughter-in-law, Zhan An immediately pouted at Xian Zihao.

Xian Zihao was speechless. He finally took a sip and swallowed it after a long while.

Jiang Ruolan was laughing so hard that her stomach hurt. She covered her mouth with her hands.

"How is it? Good isn't it?" Zhan An's eyes shone brightly as she looked at her son happily.

Xian Zihao barely swallowing it. He opened his mouth and hesitated for a moment before finally saying, "Ruolan was right. It was delicious."

Zhan An was thrilled, however, when she heard "but" from Xian Zihao, her smile immediately faded. "But what?"

"Mom …" Xian Zihao put down the spoon and asked, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Are you sure this is beef?"

"If not beef, then what is it? Of course, it is beef!" Zhan An rolled her eyes and lowered her head to take a sip herself. Just as she was about to put it in her mouth, she paused for a moment before raising her eyes to look at Xian Zihao, whose face had already darkened.

"Why does it smell so bad?" Zhan An smacked her lips, "This is not beef?"

Xian Zihao glanced back at Jiang Ruolan, only to see her looking like deer caught in headlights.

"That...Mom." Jiang Ruolan tried her best to hold back her laughter while looking at Zhan An hesitantly. "Although you used mutton, the taste of this porridge is quite unexpected, it is still delicious!"

"Mutton?!" Zhan An exclaimed, "Aiyah! I saw a few small pieces of meat in the fridge, almost all of them looking the same, so I took one. Isn't this beef?"

Xian Zihao suddenly took the dumplings and put them in his mouth, immediately putting down his chopsticks. This time, he had no expression or comment, he just said in a very indifferent tone, "If you really plan to stay here for a while, I think I should hire a nimbly and diligent nanny."

Zhan An's self-confidence was severely hurt. "Son …"

"Mom, you've actually improved." Xian Zihao looked at her with a sincere face. "The porridge is not bad. As long as you use the right meat, set the right timer, and add a lighter seasoning, it will definitely be a pot of delicious food!"

"Set the right timer?" Zhan An raised her eyebrows. If this was a cartoon, you will see a light bulb flashing over her head.

"I suddenly remembered that I forgot to set the timer for the rice cooker."

Xian Zihao's eyelids twitched as he glanced sideways at Jiang Ruolan, who was stuffing her mouth with dumplings.

Jiang Ruolan slowly raised her head and laughed out loud when she saw that they were both looking at her.

The mother and son pair looked at each other in tacit understanding.

Zhan An took the dumplings with her chopsticks but did not eat them. She just opened it a little and saw that the filling was still raw. She immediately pulled a long face and sighed. "Why does this happen."

Jiang Ruolan was impressed with Zhan An's behavior and she suddenly feels curious and wanted to know more about Xian Family. The strict and old-fashioned father, the eccentric grandfather, and the childish yet cunning mother.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Jiang Ruolan was stunned. It was only seven o'clock in the morning, who would come at this time?

"I'm going to open the door!" Jiang Ruolan got up from her chair. She was afraid that the person outside the door was Jiang Yijun. To avoid his sudden appearance causing misunderstanding, she hurriedly walked and opened the door.

When she saw that it was not Yijun, Jiang Ruolan was stunned and her hand unconsciously fell from the doorknob.

"Hello." Cui Liuxian smiled sweetly at her, "Are godmother and Zihao here?"

Godmother?

Jiang Ruolan looked at the uninvited guest hesitantly. "They--"

Before she could finish her words, Cui Liuxian pushed the door and walked past her as if she was the owner of this house.

Jiang Ruolan froze on the spot. For a moment, she was confused. Wasn't this her house? Why was it that before she couldn't even say a single word, the other party entered her house as she wanted and without her permission too!

That's right, she only stayed here for two months. The house belongs to Xian Zihao, and not her house. Jiang Bingqing said that Cui Liuxian was Xian Zihao's childhood sweetheart, so she may come here often, right?

Then, the so-called uninvited guest was Cui Liuxian or her, Jiang Ruolan?

"Mom, you're really here!" Cui Liuxian yelled happily as soon she saw Zhan An. She wrapped her arms around her (Xian Shuren) shoulders, rubbing against her in a spoiled manner. "Please don't argue with my godfather. Actually, you can't blame godfather or Zihao. Zihao wasn't willing to marry her too!"

"Liuxian, why are you here?" Xian Shuren didn't take heart with Cui Liuxian's words. With a kind smile, she patted her hands. "Zihao and Ruolan were having breakfast. Anyway, this food was cooked by me. Do you want to try it?"

Cui Liuxian was startled. She glanced at the table and immediately scoffed. "Mom, why do you have to prepare breakfast? If you are upset with outsiders, you can come and stay at my place. I also have a house in this district. The house that Zihao bought for me last year. It's just opposite this building, and I don't come to stay often."

Although Cui Liuxian's tone was soft and tender, but, that "outsiders" words sounded like a bomb.

Zhan An immediately looked at Jiang Ruolan, who had returned. She opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Jiang Ruolan cut her. "Mom, you guys chat. I'm going to work."

She went to the sofa to get her bag.

Xian Zihao, who had been silent and expressionless since Cui Liuxian entered the house, saw a glimpse of Jiang Ruolan's sudden movement. He got up from his chair and was about to follow her when Cui Liuxian suddenly wrapped her arms around him. "Oh right, Zihao, the daughter of the Ling Family is getting engaged next week. Did you get the invitation as well? Will you go with me?"