Jiang Ruolan walked slowly to the door, entered the house, and took off her coat, A look of remorse was shown on her face. Why she had a habit of drawing random conclusions without investigating them more clearly. If it was blamed on someone else, it was fine. But if the person were Xian Zihao, it would be so painful.

No matter how sorry she was, Xian Zihao still hadn't come home and his phone couldn't be reached. Looks like he didn't plan to forgive her.

Jiang Ruolan couldn't stop shaking her head and sighing. She was about to head to her bedroom when...

"You're back? Didn't I tell you not to wander out alone in the near future?" A voice suddenly asked.

"Mm ..." Jiang Ruolan nodded her head, "I'm not at ease, so I went to Xian Group."

As soon as she finished her sentence, her footsteps immediately stopped.

Jiang Ruolan quickly turned around and saw Xian Zihao, who was still handsome as usual, sitting on the couch, looking at her with an expression that seemed to say that he was teaching her a lesson.

"Hungry? I will go cook." With that, Xian Zihao stood up and went into the kitchen.

Jiang Ruolan rushed to the kitchen. Xian Zihao had a calm expression on his face as if nothing had happened. His tall figure stood in front of the counter in the spacious kitchen and started cooking.

Although his appearance was neat and tidy, and his clothes looked as if they had just been changed and his complexion was no different, Jiang Ruolan felt that he seemed to have just returned from a long journey.

Jiang Ruolan thought for a moment, then moved closer to him. She then looked at him. Xian Zihao glanced at her. "You want to help?"

She nodded.

Xian Zihao then handed a handful of vegetables to her. "Wash it with warm water."

Thus, the two of them began to busy themselves in the kitchen.

When Xian Zihao finished cooking, he watched Jiang Ruolan bring the dishes to the table with a face full of courtesy. He just looked at her and said nothing. After that, he walked away as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Ruolan handed the chopsticks to him and then sat opposite him. They both had a quiet dinner, and from time to time, she would secretly steal a glance at him, only to see that his face was a bit haggard. From the look of it, he may not have slept well these past few nights, and there was a stubble growing on his chin.

"Zihao." Jiang Ruolan thought for a moment, then took the side dish and put it in his bowl. Seeing Xian Zihao gave her a lot of faces and immediately ate it, she quickly asked, "Where is the gauze on your forehead?"

"My injury has healed, why should I wear it." Xian Zihao ate the food with a calm face.

"Where have you been these days?" In the end, Jiang Ruolan couldn't hold herself back. Her husband had returned home after seven days and looked haggard. Although he was neatly dressed, he clearly changed his clothes deliberately so as not to worry her.

"Didn't you just care about Han Xuegang, now you care about me?" Xian Zihao said bitterly. "I thought you wished that I would never come back."

"How can I care about him? That day, I was angry because you wanted him dead and if you really did it, that means you are too cold-blooded. I only found out from Assistant Bai today that you never planned for him to die. I admit it was my fault." With that, Jiang Ruolan gave him more food. This time, Xian Zihao held her hand and looked at it. He saw a trace of dirt in her hand.

Xian Zihao glanced at her and raised his delicate eyebrows. "You don't wash your hands after washing vegetables?"

Jiang Ruolan pulled back her hand and looked at the trace of soil in her fingers. She hurriedly wiped her hands on the napkin before continuing to smile without a care. "It's fine, it's clean now. I won't get sick."

"You don't pay attention to your own body? You can't eat now. Go wash your hands first. I'll wait for you." Xian Zihao immediately moved the bowl away from her with a serious expression.

Jiang Ruolan's mouth twitched. She had utterly forgotten to wash her hands. If Xian Zihao still cared about her, then why didn't he come home for a week?!

However, she still didn't say anything. After running to the kitchen to wash her hands, she came out and deliberately waved her hand in front of him. "Look. My hands are clean."

The corner of Xian Zihao's eyes twitched. Jiang Ruolan walked back to the table and sat down, continuing to eat while looking at him from time to time. "Where did you go? You didn't return home for a week."

"Why are there so many questions, let's eat first." Xian Zihao gestured with his eyes.

Jiang Ruolan pursed her lips. Actually, she kept asking this question because she saw that he was a little haggard. She wanted to know how he had been these past few days.

At that moment, her cell phone rang. Jiang Ruolan got up and went to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Is this Miss Jiang? I am the person who takes care of your mother's grave in G City. A few days ago, your husband came here to visit, and indeed there are a few strangers who often come to pay their respects to Zhou Qingling, but none of us here called you recently. I have asked, and indeed no one called and informed you about this. I hope Miss Jiang will be more careful and not easily believe in these unknown calls."

Jiang Ruolan was stunned after hearing what the other party said. She looked at Xian Zihao, who was still eating calmly.

During these seven days, did he go to G City to investigate her mother's grave problem?

Jiang Ruolan was moved. After ending the call, she put down her phone and slowly walked back to the table. With an apologetic and grateful expression, she said, "Zihao…"

Before she could finish speaking, her hand that was placed on the table was gently held by him.

"You don't have to get involved in these matters. The Jiang Family is not an ordinary family and Zhan Lian isn't someone to be trifled with. Stay obediently by my side and don't think about anything else."

When Xian Zihao said this, he finally looked at her with a serious expression. Although the eyes were calm and serious, they were still filled with gentleness and tolerance towards her.

"Alright then." Jiang Ruolan nodded. She was still apologetic. "But about Han Xuegang, shouldn't we …"

Before she could finish apologizing, Xian Zihao lightly squeezed her little hand and pulled her to sit on his lap. He hugged her tightly, "I'm your husband, what kind of man would I be if I took your emotional remarks for real? This matter is over, there's no need to bring it up again. What we are talking about now is the problem in G City. This time it was just a test by another party, no real action was taken. They just want to keep an eye on the Xian Family."

Jiang Ruolan's heart was filled with boundless warmth and emotion. She quietly leaned against his chest and hugged his neck. She then nodded obediently, "I understand. I will listen to your words. I promised."

"I know that you have been accustomed to thinking and managing it by yourself for years. But this time, you have to stand behind me and not try to be brave, do you understand?"

Jiang Ruolan still nodded and listened to his every word.