Listening to Xian Guiying's indifferent and cold tone, it was not difficult for Jiang Ruolan to tell how much she hated Cui Liuxian.
Now that she thought about it, it made sense.
Her father and grandfather had transferred all their love to their adopted child, but this was fine. Cui Liuxian who was pretending to be weak but full of scheme had forced the granddaughter to run away from home and the most infuriating thing was her father and grandfather rather believed the adopted daughter rather than the granddaughter.
It can be seen that the method Cui Liuxian used against Xian Guiying in the past was no less than the method she had used against her today.
Jiang Ruolan, Jiang Bingqing, Cui Liuxian and Xian Guiying, these four of them seemed to have the same fate, yet their paths were so different.
On the grounds of what had happened to Cui Liuxian, dinner was delayed. To fill the time, Xian Guiying took Jiang Ruolan to another two-storey building in the backyard of the villa.
It was around 11 pm at night, and Xian Zihao didn't seem to have left Cui Liuxian's room yet. It was not known whether he wholeheartedly took care of her or he was forced by Old Man Xian to stay there to accompany her.
Jiang Ruolan should not have to worry about all this, but as she laid on the cold bed, she thought back about what had happened today.
"Do you know why there are so many things in this little building?" Xian Guiying, who was lying next to her, suddenly turned around and talked to her.
Jiang Ruolan looked at her through the moonlight. "Why?"
"Because this is my brother and I's secret base. Every time I suffered because of my father and grandfather, I hid here and stared blankly at the wall. I did not cry like Cui Liuxian, but I still felt sad. When I want to be alone, this is the place."
"Although my brother never protected me like he protected Cui Liuxian, he would always come here and sit with me when I felt sad. He will sit by my side, silently accompanying me. My relationship with my brother is not like the relationship between other people's siblings. I also knew that he protected Cui Liuxian because he really treated her as an outsider and I am his sister, so I have to take a step back." Xian Guiying said softly.
Jiang Ruolan smiled understandingly before she suddenly said, "From your tone, it looks like you really admire your brother."
"Admire?" Xian Guiying suddenly sneered, "Only a fool would admire and worship him. To outsiders, he looks like the lofty President Xian, the eldest grandson of the Xian Family, but in my eyes, he is just my brother, the one who always quietly lent his shoulders to me."
Xian Guiying suddenly got up. She switched on the light, got off the bed and rummaged through a small cabinet beside the bed. As she did so, she said, "Actually, this is my room. I keep many of my treasured items here."
She took out an album from the cabinet and jumped onto the bed.
She handed the album to Jiang Ruolan and said, "Take a look. This is my brother's most valuable photo album since he was young."
Jiang Ruolan didn't expect Xian Guiying, who had been treating her coldly, to be so childish after getting to know her a while ago.
She smiled as she took the photo album and carefully flipped through it.
Jiang Ruolan giggled when she saw Xian Zihao, who was about three years old, glaring at a photo while standing in the grass with a gun that was much taller than him.
It actually looked like a real gun! It seems like Old Man Xian really did work hard to nurture him.
Jiang Ruolan only looked at the photo album in her hands without speaking, but in her heart, she was finally able to believe what Qin Gengxin had told her that night before. With the strong upbringing of his father and grandfather, it was no wonder that Xian Zihao's skills were so good.
Xian Zihao didn't seem to like taking pictures. A large number of them were taken secretly by Xian Guiying, with many different angles and most of his expressions in these pictures were calm.
Until Jiang Ruolan flipped the last picture.
It was a picture of Xian Zihao with a woman.
In the photo, Xian Zihao looked in his early twenties, with clean short hair and a soft smile that slowly overflows on his young, handsome face. The woman leaned against him and held his hand.
She was not as pretty as Cui Liuxian, but she had a pleasant, sweet smile on her face.
Jiang Ruolan couldn't help but stop her hand on the photo.
"Her name is Zhou Shufen, a woman who killed my brother's heart." Xian Guiying said lightly when she saw Jiang Ruolan's gaze was fixed on the photo,
Zhou Shufen?
What a nice name…
Was she the woman Xian Zihao had once loved?
Seeing the doubt in Jiang Ruolan' eyes, Xian Guiying tilted her head and smiled, "It's been more than five years. I don't want to say too much. Don't mention this to my brother."
Jiang Ruolan smiled calmly and closed the photo album in her hands. "Alright, I won't say anything."
They both smiled at each other. Xian Guiying pulled a blanket over them and turned her head to looked at the moonlight outside the window. She seemed to have something on her mind, she suddenly became silent.
Jiang Ruolan laid down and turned her head to look at Xian Guiying's side profile. She thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Guiying, does Xian Family only have two grandchildren? Only you and Xian Zihao?"
"Cui Liuxian doesn't count?"
"I'm not talking about her. I'm talking about the Xian Family's grandchildren."
Xian Guiying stared at Jiang Ruolan in shock. After a long time, her eyes sparkled as she asked, "Do you know something?"
Hearing Xian Guiying's words, Jiang Ruolan's heart skipped a beat. Her thoughts flashed to Jiang Yijun's god-like face. After seeing Xian Jian today, she found out that Yijun was very similar to him. Jiang Yijun was actually adopted by her mother in an orphanage, that's why she suddenly thought of this possibility. In the end, Xian Guiying's answer made Jiang Ruolan felt more nervous.
"No, I'm just curious, just asking." She answered woodenly.
Xian Guiying looked at her doubtfully. In the end, she didn't ask any further questions.
Maybe it was just a coincidence, perhaps she was overthinking it …
Jiang Ruolan secretly clenched her fist.
****
The next morning.
Jiang Ruolan woke up at 6 am. When she woke up, she found that Xian Guiying was no longer by her side. She could barely hear the sound of water splashing in the bathroom.
Jiang Ruolan sat on the bed and heard a noise in the bathroom. She looked at the tightly closed door with confusion. She got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom.
Xian Guiying's face was very pale and she looked lifeless. She was vomiting uncomfortably, but she seemed to be unable to spit out anything. Only a small amount of yellow liquid flowed out from her mouth.
As soon as the door was opened, Xian Guiying jerked her head and saw Jiang Ruolan looking at her with concern, then at the faucet. She frowned, "Guiying?"
Xian Guiying paused for a moment. Her eyes were slightly red from retching. She lowered her head and washed her face with cold water. After that, she rinsed her mouth and slowly stood up.
She faced Jiang Ruolan's doubtful gaze with an expressionless face.
"No matter what you guess, don't tell anyone." Xian Guiying opened the door a little wider and walked out.
Jiang Ruolan immediately stared at her slender figure in astonishment. She felt suspicious and seemed to know something but she did not want to say it without proof.
Xian Guiying put on a dark curly-coloured calfskin jacket and smoothed her hair. She glanced back at Jiang Ruolan before saying, "Let's go eat breakfast."
As she spoke, she opened the door as if nothing had happened and walked out of the room.
Although Jiang Ruolan and Xian Guiying became closer to each other after one night, they still have not reached the point where they can interfere with each other's privacy.
The scenery of fresh green bamboo around Xian Residence in the early morning was beautiful.
They both walked through the stone corridors and returned to the front yard.
"Second Miss, Young Madam, I was just about to call you for breakfast!!" Nanny Cheng walked over to them with a smile. "Come in quickly."
Xian Guiying said nothing, just glancing at Jiang Ruolan, who was smiling at Nanny Cheng. Jiang Ruolan caught her eye and read the meaning in her eyes.
Xian Guiying wanted her to conceal the pregnancy.
Jiang Ruolan had never thought of herself as a good person, but she was certain that she was not a gossipy woman. Since Xian Guiying didn't want her family to know, then she must hide this secret.
She nodded her head in understanding.
Old Man Xian was sitting at the head of the table, his eyes fixed on the two girls who entered through the door with a faint glance.
When he saw Xian Guiying's soft expression, he seemed helpless and angry, but when he saw Jiang Ruolan, he snorted coldly.
Old Man Xian closed his eyes, obviously intending to not see her.
