When Xian Zihao put down the fruit plate, he looked at her smiling face and sat beside her. He hugged her and gently patted her shoulder, "If not for the indifference shown by the Jiang Family, how could there be such a strong Jiang Ruolan? Life cannot be traced back, you have to look forward."

Jiang Ruolan nodded in his arms. There were many things she had unknowingly forgotten. Just like when she saw Jiang Family on her wedding day, even if she did not welcome them, her emotions were not at all affected by their appearance.

It was just that her resentment towards Jiang Bingqing was too deep, but she knew that it wasn't that she didn't want to return the favor, she just needed to wait and watch the outcomes.

Suddenly thinking of something, Jiang Ruolan could not help but ask, "Is Yijun's mother still alive? Before my mother killed herself, my mother had brought Yijun home from an orphanage. She said she was afraid that I would be bored and lonely, so she adopted a brother for me."

"In fact, Yijun was indeed the only support I had in the previous years. If it wasn't for him, I might not have lived past those seven years."

Thinking about that era twenty years ago, when it was really too popular to engage in extramarital affairs, Jiang Ruolan doubted whether Yijun's mother and her mother knew each other. Otherwise, how can her mother bring Yijun back?

Coincidentally? Impossible.

A staff member suddenly knocked on the door. Xian Zihao stood up and went to open the door. The staff slowly pushed the food trolley into the room. The smell of delicious food permeated the room.

Jiang Ruolan was indeed starving. She had initially thought that eating fruits would fill her stomach, but she realized that the more she ate, the hungrier she became. When she saw the food, her eyes lit up.

She was about to get up when Xian Zihao quickly came over to hug her, preventing her from walking and made the swelling worse.

When Jiang Ruolan started to eat and watched Xian Zihao slowly drink the tea, she couldn't help but ask again. "You didn't answer my question just now. Is Yijun's mother still alive?"

Xian Zihao's hand that was holding the teacup paused as he looked at her. "In this world?"

"She's still alive? Then why didn't she find Yijun? She had left her son for more than twenty years. Was there such a mother? If she doesn't want the baby, then why did she give birth?" Jiang Ruolan was somewhat angry.

After taking a sip of his tea, Xian Zihao said lightly, "She has lost her mind. A few months after giving birth, she was sent to the United States to recuperate."

Jiang Ruolan's hand that was holding the spoon immediately stopped. She looked at Xian Zihao in shock.

"Lost her mind?" She could not believe it.

Xian Zihao seemed to have known about this for a long time. He was not at all surprised. He helped her fill a bowl of soup and then put it in front of her while saying indifferently, "From a medical standpoint, it is hysteria. Intermittent mental disorder."

Jiang Ruolan lost her appetite to eat. She put down the spoon, but Xian Zihao shot her a look. She then took the spoon back, but her heart felt as if a large hole had penetrated it.

Jiang Yijun had never seen or had met with his mother since he was born. It would've been fine if they were separated by heaven. Although he felt remorse, he could only accept his fate. However, his mother was still alive, but ... She was crazy.

Jiang Ruolan couldn't help but ask again. "Does Yijun know?"

Xian Zihao looked at her and said, "Maybe."

"Maybe? What do you mean?" Jiang Ruolan could feel that, regardless of whether it was the Xian Family, the Jiang Family, or something else, there seemed to be a large net in the middle that was separated by more than twenty years. It seemed like there was a link between the two of them, but it also seemed to have no connection.

"Even if he knew, he wouldn't be able to find her."

"Isn't she in the United States? She was sent to the United States twenty years ago, who sent her? Where did she go? Why can't Yijun find her?"

Xian Zihao didn't notice Jiang Ruolan's distressed expression. He sat beside her and watched her eat. "Eat first. We can talk about that later. This is not a Greenville Residence and it is not convenient for us to speak about it."

Even though Jiang Ruolan was somewhat anxious, she understood that even the highest grade rooms in the Aerial Club had walls with ears. She looked at Xian Zihao's indifferent expression and nodded her head.

Xian Zihao smiled faintly and gave her more food. "Don't you usually like eating more meat? Did you forget what I said before, you need to eat balanced nutrition every day."

Jiang Ruolan's heart warmed as she looked at the plate of Red Braised Meat. "Xian Zihao, are you trying to use your gentleness to destroy the wall in my heart? When I thought that everything was over, when I wanted to completely look away, when I despaired and only treated you as a dream, when I had already picked up my former life, why did you suddenly decide to come back and block my path?" She said while putting down the spoon.

Xian Zihao just picked up the red braised pork from the plate and fed it to her. "Are you a repeater? Eat."

Jiang Ruolan had to open her mouth.

****

For the entire month and night, Jiang Ruolan couldn't sleep well. Sometimes, she would lie awake until the sun rose. Since she was pregnant, she did not dare to use a sleeping pill randomly. But tonight, this was the most peaceful and comfortable night she had ever been through.

When she woke up the next morning, she was startled by the sight of Xian Zihao, lying beside her and looking at her.

Jiang Ruolan quickly pulled the blanket over her face. "Why do you keep looking at me?" she asked curiously. "How long have you been watching me?"

"Since I woke up." Xian Zihao smiled faintly.

Jiang Ruolan wondered if there's drooling on her face. Did she have a strange habit of gritting her teeth and snoring? Would her face look bad when she was sleeping? Jiang Ruolan's face reddened as she thought of this.

Every time she woke up to see him in the morning, his soft and clean hair would always be so natural, and he always looked so handsome that it made her heart feel unbearable happiness.

"Stop looking at me."

In the past, when Xian Zihao woke up from sleeping, he would normally quickly take a shower. This was the first time Jiang Ruolan realized that Xian Zihao would be watching her sleep. His behavior was making her feel embarrassed.

However, Xian Zihao simply smiled and did not speak. He pulled down the blanket that had covered her face, bent down, and sealed her mouth with his.

As their lips and tongue intertwined, Jiang Ruolan thought back of what had happened yesterday, and by the time she returned to her consciousness, his large hand already went inside her nightgown and touched the most sensitive spot on her chest.

His warm palm was kneading her breast. This action of him made her entire body shudder. Jiang Ruolan couldn't help but want to get up, but her body was firmly pressed down on the bed by him.

"Zihao! Stop!"

His hand stirred the wind and waves on her body. His kiss was like a feather, lightly swept over her collarbone, and then fell on her white neck again. When Jiang Ruolan couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to push him away, Xian Zihao took her hand and gently put it down. He bent his head to kiss her deeply.

The sunlight that was originally scattered all over the ground shone onto them. By that time, Jiang Ruolan would already be a delicate girl. Her cheeks were flushed, and finally, Xian Zihao stopped. He was lying on top of her, holding her tightly and not moving. His slightly short breath was hitting her ear.

Jiang Ruolan was helpless. When she saw him stop at the last moment, she couldn't help but burst out laughing. "It seems like every man has to endure this stage when he is going to be a father. I'm very curious about what other men have done in these ten months."

With that, she pushed him away. "It's getting late, I need to get up. Brother Wan and Xie Mei probably waiting for me."

"Fine." There was a rare trace of laziness in Xian Zihao's voice. He lowered his head and kissed the tip of her nose before finally letting her go.

Jiang Ruolan's ankle was still swollen, but she could still limp away in her slippers. The moment she went out, she saw a staff member come inside to clean up the room. The moment he saw her, he respectfully nodded towards her. "Miss Jiang."

"Zi--Where is President Xian?" She didn't see Xian Zihao when she came out.

"Vice President He has something to discuss with him. President Xian and Vice President He are currently talking outside." The staff said respectfully.

Jiang Ruolan smiled at the staff member, "Thank you."

When she walked out, she saw Xian Zihao, wearing a light blue sweater and beige cotton pants, standing on the sunlit grass outside the glass wall in the glass-walled corridor. He was talking to a middle-aged man in a navy blue shirt.

Jiang Ruolan didn't want to bother him, she just stood in the corridor. All of a sudden, she realized that the room she was supposed to stay in was not too far from Xian Zihao's room that she'd been staying in last night.

Jiang Ruolan decided to wait for him in the lounge. When she arrived there, she saw a beautiful figure looking at herself in a mirror at the table across the room.

Jiang Ruolan paused and then walked over. "Xie Mei, where's Brother Wan?"

Xie Mei's hand paused for a moment. She didn't turn around to look at her, but glanced at her in the small mirror in her hand. "Aiyo, it's Ruolan. So you finally decide to come back."

That sour tone made Jiang Ruolan frown. "Brother Wan isn't here?"

"Why should I tell you? You normally don't put on much makeup nor do you study fashion, but beneath the surface, you're actually a vixen. Last night, I was wondering why you suddenly ran out. It turned out you went to use your dirty tricks on President Xian. It must be a success right by looking at how you spent the night in his bed last night."