When Zhan An saw Jiang Yijun get out of the car, she didn't say anything. When she noticed Jiang Ruolan and Xian Zihao's gaze on her, she just smiled at them.
No matter how much Zhan An disliked her husband and the son of the woman who had an affair with him, today was the day for the reunion that the Old Man longed for the most, so how could she spoil everyone's happiness?
In that instant, Jiang Ruolan finally understood why the Old Man never did anything to find this grandson of his. Perhaps it was because Zhan An was kind-hearted and knew her limits; thus, Old Man Xian didn't want to hurt her, nor did he want to ruin the family.
The Old Man was at the forefront. He only froze for a moment before he hurriedly walked with his cane.
Jiang Ruolan, Xian Zihao, and Zhan An followed behind the Old Man, watching Jiang Yijun walk inside. The Old Man seemed to be slightly excited as he said, "Child."
Jiang Yijun looked at the Old Man indifferently. Although he showed no expression on his face, he still politely nodded at him. "Elder Xian."
Old Man Xian was not affected at all by the way Jiang Yijun called him. He only smiled and nodded as if he was delighted with his presence. "Good child, it's good that you're willing to come back and spend New Year's Eve with grandpa. Grandpa is really very happy."
The corner of Jiang Yijun's mouth moved slightly as he smiled. In the blink of an eye, he walked towards Jiang Ruolan and ignored everyone else.
Seeing Jiang Yijun walk towards her, Jiang Ruolan was stunned for a moment. However, the moment he stopped in front of her, she calmly said, "Yijun."
"Jiang Ruolan, as far as I can remember, we spent these past twenty years together during the new year. This year is no exception."
The meaning behind Jiang Yijun's words was that he came to the Xian Residence not because of his blood ties with the Xian Family, but because of her alone.
Because Jiang Ruolan was here.
Jiang Ruolan's heart was pounding, and she quickly adjusted her expression. "Look at you. You've always been attached to me ever since we were young. You've always been inseparable from me. But your body is still covered in Xian Clan's blood. This year, not only will you be able to continue to stay with me but you can also be with all your relatives."
The Old Man looked at Jiang Yijun's silhouette and then looked at Jiang Ruolan, "That's right, child. Since you are back, we will sit together and have a good reunion. Please let go of the previous generations' affairs. After all, this will be your home in the future."
Jiang Yijun ignored what the Old Man said and just looked at Jiang Ruolan.
Jiang Ruolan was slightly moved by the Old Man's words. Jiang Yijun had once said that wherever Jiang Ruolan was, there was his home.
At that time, they were still siblings.
Even though her heart was filled with emotions, she did not express them and only smiled calmly.
Jiang Yijun paused and raised his hand to touch her. But suddenly, Xian Zihao went in front of Jiang Ruolan and took his hand, silently separating the distance between him (Jiang Yijun) and her.
Xian Zihao looked at Jiang Yijun with an indifferent smile. Jiang Yijun also held his hand and looked at him expressionlessly.
At that moment, Jiang Ruolan was able to see an invisible net between the two of them. On the surface, it looked like a friendly handshake between brothers, but underneath the calm surface, she could feel the hostility between them.
"Welcome home." Xian Zihao said with a light smile and spoke in an amiable manner.
Jiang Yijun merely pursed his lips.
After that, they both withdrew their hands. Xian Zihao casually pulled up Jiang Ruolan's outer garment, covering the exposing skin. His movements were skilled and considerate. After that, he gently embraced her in his embrace. "The wind is very cold today."
"Go inside. You really can't catch a cold. Every time you catch a cold, you get a high fever." Jiang Yijun immediately said in a worried tone and at the same time he seemed to point out that what Xian Zihao did just now was his job once upon a time.
Xian Zihao ignored him and patted Jiang Ruolan's shoulder, gesturing for her to enter.
After everyone had entered the house, Zhan An immediately looked at the Old Man when she noticed Jiang Yijun's gaze on her. "I'll go see Guiying."
With that, she went upstairs.
"The relationship between you two siblings seems to be very good." Old Man Xian sat on the couch and looked at Jiang Ruolan with a smile. Then he looked at Jiang Yijun. "That's good then. If it wasn't for Ruolan, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to see you until I die."
"Grandpa, your life is still long. Don't say that. Maybe this is all determined by destiny." Jiang Ruolan continued.
"Yes, it was destined that I could meet all my grandchildren during this New Year." The Old Man nodded, then looked back at Jiang Yijun. "Yijun, after the Spring Festival, don't go back to F City. I see that your relationship with Ruolan is also good, you should stay at the Xian Residence."
"Grandpa is getting older. It is very difficult for the two of you to meet again." Jiang Ruolan said as she looked at Jiang Yijun.
"Grandfather is right. Since you're back, you should stay at the Xian Residence." Xian Zihao's voice was calm, but his indifferent gaze was intriguing.
Jiang Yijun didn't agree or deny it. He just took a cup from Nanny Cheng and said lightly, "Thank you."
For a moment, Jiang Ruolan could feel that Jiang Yijun had changed a lot. He was quieter and more downcast than he had ever been. He was no longer the sunny boy he had once been. What had happened?
Was it because of what had happened in his life or something else? In short, Jiang Ruolan could no longer understand the quiet man in front of her.
Thus, she didn't say anything. Although she really wanted to knock this brat's head to see what he was thinking, she decided to give him some face in front of Old Man Xian.
In the afternoon, Nanny Cheng instructed the servants to clean up Jiang Yijun's room. At this time, he was called to Old Man Xian's study room.
Jiang Ruolan took this opportunity to go over Nanny Cheng and explained to her about Jiang Yijun's daily habits.
When she came out of Jiang Yijun's room, she immediately saw Cui Liuxian standing at the corner of the stairs.
Jiang Ruolan hadn't seen her last night, but now that she saw her again, she saw that Cui Liuxian had cut her hair. She walked to the staircase and was about to go downstairs, but Cui Liuxian stood guard at the foot of the stairs, blocking her way.
"Excuse me." Jiang Ruolan looked at her indifferently.
"In this family, there are more and more people who support you. Now, here's come another one, Jiang Yijun. Oh no! Maybe I should start calling him Xian Yijun." Cui Liuxian's gaze was filled with resentment. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised. She smiled in a strange manner, "Jiang Ruolan, why do you have to force me like this?"
Jiang Ruolan looked at her indifferently, "I forced you?" She immediately laughed out, "Miss Cui, could it be that your brain accidentally went into the water during the Mid-Autumn Festival last time? Or was it because you like to pester me so much? Who was forcing who? Who in the world would be so presumptuous to cause trouble all day long? I don't care how much you and Jiang Bingqing hate my existence, but Miss Cui, you should start to believe in karma. What you do to me will be repaid back to you."
Cui Liuxian continued to look at Jiang Ruolan with a half-smile and something was flashing in her eyes. She stood proudly at the head of the stairs, refusing to give way.
"What do you want?" Jiang Ruolan was so angry that she laughed, "You want to kill me with your eyes? Or do you want to slap me? Please don't waste my time. Just tell me what you want. Why do you have to talk so much nonsense with me?"
"Why would I hit you?" Cui Liuxian pursed her lips, "Now that you're the Xian Family's treasure. If I touch a single hair on your head, that means I'm forcing myself onto a dead end. Do you really think I'm that stupid? Last time I was drunk and couldn't think clearly. However, since things have already come to this, I don't have much to say, but Jiang Ruolan, don't think you're so lucky."
Jiang Ruolan was baffled by her words. She thought Cui Liuxian was trying to make a scene on purpose, but when she saw how confident she (Cui Liuxian) was, she couldn't help but look her in the eye. "What do you mean?"
"Nothing. I just want you to watch the show." Cui Liuxian smiled.
Jiang Ruolan had no patience for her. She glanced at her again and decided to walk around her before heading downstairs.
"Jiang Ruolan, do you know why the Jiang Family has always wanted to find that crystal necklace? Do you know why they hide the news about your mother's suicide?" Cui Liuxian's eyes were serene, but they carried a deep chill.
"Cut the crap! If you have something to say, just say it. No need to play psychological tactics with me!" Jiang Ruolan turned around and ruthlessly rebuked her. "Cui Liuxian, grandpa can tolerate you because he raised you for so many years, but I'm not him. I won't let you off. I'm warning you, don't think of playing any tricks on me!"
Cui Liuxian glanced at her coldly and laughed sinisterly. "Since when was it your turn to warn me?"
After saying that, Cui Liuxian turned around and walked away. After walking a few steps, she stopped and suddenly looked back at Jiang Ruolan.
She said, "Jiang Ruolan, how pitiful you are."
Jiang Ruolan's heart was thrown into disarray by her piercing gaze, but she said indifferently, "If I'm pitiful, then you're lamentable, Miss Cui!"
After speaking, she turned and walked down the stairs.
