Since Old Man Xian will be in Beijing to gather with his former comrades-in-arms before the Spring Festival, so Xian Zihao decided to change locations at the last minute. Jiang Ruolan did not expect that she was already on a plane heading to Beijing by the time she woke up.

And when she found out Old Man Xian and his friends were waiting for their presence, she immediately felt anxious. Jiang Ruolan hurried to find clothes to wear and complained to Xian Zihao for not telling her this plan in advance. She was also angry because Xian Zihao let her continue sleeping on the plane. While they were on their way to Beijing, Jiang Ruolan already woke up and was in a daze. At that time, Xian Zihao told her to go back to sleep.

When Xian Zihao saw Jiang Ruolan's flustered look, he couldn't help but find it funny. The hotel staff quickly handed her a set of clothes. Jiang Ruolan looked at the silver dress that followed her body's shape. The dress was exquisite and the color was very matching with her skin.

Jiang Ruolan pointing at the dress, then pointing at Xian Zihao. "You've already reserved it for me?"

Xian Zihao had a gentle smile on his face. "Wear it. I want to take a look."

Jiang Ruolan didn't think that Xian Zihao already knew her dressing style so well. For such a simple yet elegant small dress, no matter at which occasion she wore it, it wouldn't attract too much attention. She kept a low profile while carrying a little bit of agility and playfulness.

When she looked up and saw the intense look in his eyes, her heart immediately skipped a beat. Jiang Ruolan suddenly remembered the words that Zhou Shufen had once said in front of her, that she did not know the true heart of Xian Zihao and did not know him as deeply as she (Zhou Shufen) did.

Well, Zhou Shufen was wrong. Because of her family's superiority and past self-confidence, she had become a woman who could only rely on these senses of superiority to find a place to live. Xian Zihao's heart no longer belonged to her. She should have realized that. The sooner, the better.

It was unknown if all women were like this, but it was inevitable that Jiang Ruolan would blush from his intense gaze. When she put on the dress and came out, Xian Zihao's eyes did not move from her. He looked at her dress and the long hair she had tied into a bun. There was praise in his eyes.

"Very pretty."

His sincere praise lingered around her. When Jiang Ruolan walked past Xian Zihao with a slightly reddened face, he immediately grabbed her waist, bent down, and whispered into her ear. "The most beautiful time for a woman is when she doesn't realize how beautiful she is."

Perhaps because Jiang Ruolan was in a good mood, she didn't refuse his praise. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck and looked up at his handsome face and his calm temperament. Her heart was bubbling with happiness.

"Zihao, do you know what a man looks like when he's at his most handsome?"

Xian Zihao raised his eyebrows and smiled at her.

"They will look like you. Looking at your wife with deep feelings of love, treat her well, giving her endless happiness and loving her without remorse." She looked into his eyes, which were as deep as black pools.

Xian Zihao smiled and bent down to kiss her on the forehead. "It's just instinct, you fool."

Instinct? Such instinct must be born out of love, right?

Jiang Ruolan didn't say anything. She just smiled at him, but her heart felt as if it were filled to the brim with honey.

As the Spring Festival approached, the number of cars on the road in front of Tiananmen Square lessened. The bustling city of the nation's capital had finally become less crowded before the Spring Festival.

More than a hundred military and luxurious cars were parked near the square. Xian Zihao parked his black Land Rover nearer them. Jiang Ruolan had just gotten out of the car when she saw them. She didn't look at the signs, only glanced at the license plates, and immediately knew that all the guests the Old Man invited tonight weren't ordinary people.

Among these luxurious cars, there's Xian Zihao's black Land Rover. He wasn't picky with cars even though he had grown up in the outstanding Xian Family. He absolutely didn't need to borrow the external sources and power to show off. Just by standing here was enough for others to admire him.

This low-profile and reserved nature of his made him appear more extraordinary. Moreover, this nature made Jiang Ruolan feel an unprecedented sense of security and confidence whenever she stood by his side.

"Who are these people? I haven't seen him for a month. Now that I've come to see him, wouldn't it be bad if I interrupted his meeting with his old friends?" Before Jiang Ruolan walked to the hotel nearby, she looked at the surroundings and asked in a low voice.

"The Old Man specifically asked you to come here because he wanted to compensate for the mistake I made on the wedding day. He wanted to show you off in front of these people and announce to the world that you, Jiang Ruolan, are his granddaughter-in-law." Xian Zihao's clear eyes once again flashed with an apologetic look.

No matter how powerful Xian Zihao was, he was still not a saint. There had to be something that he suddenly could not foresee and control. It was a matter of principle, so of course, Jiang Ruolan could get over it after a long time, but she did not expect the Old Man to have such a thought.

When she asked this question, Xian Zihao quickly grabbed her hand. He seemed to be joking but also very serious when he said, "The Old Man wanted to use himself as a judge to correct my wife's name for me, the unfilial grandson."

Seeing the smile in his eyes, Jiang Ruolan said in surprise, "I always thought that grandfather would blame me."

"Although the Old Man is stubborn, as long as he sincerely accepts you, he'll take your feelings into consideration. Therefore, he'll only love you more and not blaming you."

Xian Zihao gently and soothingly shook her hand as they walked into the hotel lobby. Although he was dressed in a tailored black casual suit that matched her silver-white dress, his appearance was still very eye-catching, in a low-key manner. The moment they entered the hotel, they were greeted with a wave of admiration.

Tonight was truly a gathering of the upper class. Regardless of whether they were old or young, their bearing was extraordinary.

Everyone was either rich or noble, and as expected, they all had great origins.

"Yo, isn't this Old General Xian's obedient grandson, Xian Zihao?! You're finally here. We were all just talking about you!"

Someone recognized them first and hurried over to greet them.

After that, the crowd erupted into a frenzy.

They were looking at both of them with smiles in their eyes and soon quite a few of them came forward to welcome them.

"Everyone, we're sorry for being late." Xian Zihao had a smile on his face as he shook hands with a few of them. He looked at the elders who were looking in their direction before gesturing for Jiang Ruolan to follow him.

"Elder Chang, Elder Xiao, Elder Bai."

Some of them looked at Jiang Ruolan with a meaningful look, like they knew something about her, while others were completely unaware. A month ago, the Xian Family's wedding was postponed due to unexplained reasons, and those who were prepared to go to congratulate Jiang Ruolan all had their own perspective about her in their hearts. However, they didn't dare to say it on her face.

In the end, someone curiously asked, "Who is this beautiful lady?"

"My wife, Jiang Ruolan." Xian Zihao introduced.