Xian Zihao's mouth twitched. He continued to scoop another spoon and put it on his lips to test the temperature. He then fed her, "What are you thinking? Smiling and laughing like a crazy woman."
"I am happy to have a good husband." Jiang Ruolan didn't hide her words while tilting her head and smiling. As she drank the soup, she subtly bit her lip, "This is rib soup, hmm … This is the tastiest thing I've ever tasted in my life!"
Xian Zihao chuckled, "Drink your soup. There's no need for you to sweet-talk, I'm not going to run away. "
Jiang Ruolan poured the soup into the bowl again, then took the spoon in Xian Zihao's hand and followed his example. She blew the soup and delivered it to his mouth, "You just got off the plane this morning and drove to Xian Residence for 2 hours. Then you drove back to the hospital without stopping. I can't drink so much, so you at least drink a little."
Seeing her serious face, Xian Zihao could only sigh helplessly and take over. "I'll do it myself."
It was obvious that he had not eaten anything all day. Only after seeing that Jiang Ruolan had eaten her fill did he feel at ease.
Xian Zihao took the bowl of soup from Jiang Ruolan's hand. He used the spoon that she had just used to eat the soup without care.
Even holding a spoon and a small bowl, Xian Zihao still looked graceful and dignified. Seeing him like this, it finally made Jiang Ruolan feel eased. A sense of security was extremely important to women, but only Xian Zihao could give her such a sense of security.
Jiang Ruolan sat on the bed with one hand resting on her knee while the other supporting her chin. She stared blankly at the man in front of her and smiled a little. "Zihao, only a fool would not appreciate a man like you. At least for now, I will do everything I can to protect our marriage. No matter who wants to intervene, no matter how strong they are, I am not afraid of them."
Xian Zihao was startled. He seemed to know what Xian Guiying had said to her. He asked halfway, "Did Guiying tell you?"
Jiang Ruolan was just sighing because she really couldn't hide anything from him. Rather, it was Xian Zihao who was more attentive towards her.
Jiang Ruolan did not answer but continued to hold her chin with one hand, looking at him with a smile. In this marriage, she always seemed to be on the passive side. Because she was unsure and there were many things she didn't know the truth of, so she never took the initiative, but now, she already knew about it, she should not be on the passive side anymore.
Seeing that she was smiling so much, Xian Zihao continued to drink the soup calmly. "Before, you used to laugh at Xiong Ruogang. I think now you are more suitable for these words."
Jiang Ruolan's eyelids twitched as she grabbed the bowl in his hand. "This soup is mine, I won't let you drink it anymore!"
It was rare for Xian Zihao to see such a shy little woman throwing a tantrum like that. He couldn't help but laugh as he looked at her.
At this moment, the door to the ward was pushed open and Zhou Shufen walked in. As if she did not expect Xian Zihao to be here, the moment she entered, her eyes swept across the figure opposite Jiang Ruolan's bed, then she turned around to look at the tall and straight figure of Xian Zihao. Her eyes seemed to be filled with surprise.
While Jiang Ruolan was eating soup with the bowl she had taken earlier, Xian Zihao was patiently and gently wiped her mouth with a disinfectant handkerchief. They both were immersed in their own world.
Hearing the sound coming from the ward door, Jiang Ruolan and Xian Zihao subconsciously looked towards the door and saw Zhou Shufen.
Jiang Ruolan had no expression on her face; she just smiled at her naturally, but in her heart, she still minded Zhou Shufen's presence. Xian Zihao's expression did not change, and his eyes were as clear as a spring.
As Zhou Shufen stood stiffly at the door, staring straight at them, he only looked at her first, then looked back at Jiang Ruolan, continued wiping her mouth.
Zhou Shufen's eyes were stung by the scene just now. Her gaze remained fixed on the two of them for a long time before she finally snapped out of her daze due to Xian Zihao's extremely cold and shallow smile.
Zhou Shufen stiffly shifted her gaze away and said with a cold and slightly trembling voice, "You're here."
Such unreconciled words. Such estrangement and intimacy. There was no need to ask or say anything. It was just three words 'you're here'.
Initially, Jiang Ruolan was still wondering if this would be too awkward. However, Xian Zihao's calm response made her realize that she was overthinking it. Zhou Shufen's sentence had a deeper meaning.
What kind of person was Zhou Shufen?
Even if she was in a difficult situation, she would definitely think of a way to escape. After the divorce, her daughter's life will end, but at the same time, she made a plan for her future.
Zhou Shufen, one of the most influential people in the United States' financial markets, had experienced various types of storms. She wasn't Cui Liuxian. She didn't know how to cry or grind her teeth in a conspiracy.
Even if Zhou Shufen was a little bit proud, a little bit inferior to Xian Zihao in terms of EQ, and had failed a little in terms of relationships, there were actually too many bright spots on her body. Her confidence, her decisiveness, her abilities were all things that Jiang Ruolan could see.
It was precisely because of this that Zhou Shufen was even more unwilling to let go of Xian Zihao.
How could a princess, who had once been held in the palm of this man's hand, a woman who could be indulged no matter how willful she was, accept the scene in front of her? Not to mention that the man already had a wife and children, and he was also so happy… So incredibly happy.
"Zihao had just returned from Shanghai this morning and without a break, he came to visit me. Oh yes, Miss Zhou, my mother-in-law had just sent me rib soup. Do you want it?" Jiang Ruolan generously took the thermos on the table and handed it over.
Zhou Shufen's bright eyes flashed slightly as she glanced at the thermos in Jiang Ruolan's hand. She smiled and said, "No, I like vegetarian food. Miss Jiang should keep these for herself."
Jiang Ruolan's hand froze. When she looked at Zhou Shufen's cold and arrogant smile, her lips slightly curling.
Like vegetarian food? Like Xian Zihao, she was fond of vegetarianism? Who was she talking to?
Jiang Ruolan, however, didn't mind. She put down the thermos and said, "Ah, what a pity. There are so many. Zihao and I won't be able to finish it."
Zhou Shufen immediately looked at Xian Zihao hesitantly, as if she did not believe that someone who had been accustomed to eating vegetarian food for years would make an exception and drink this kind of greasy soup.
"Zihao, help me finish it. There is a little more. If there is too much left, mom will say that I ate too little. I am sure she will nag at me non-stop."
This time, Jiang Ruolan did not try acting coquettishly and immediately moved the thermos to Xian Zihao.
Jiang Ruolan's eyes sparkled brilliantly, making Xian Zihao unable to understand what she was thinking. He smiled. Although he felt helpless and did not understand the women's hidden thoughts, he still gave his wife a face and took a few more bites.
Zhou Shufen looked at this scene and then looked at Xian Zihao, who was unaffected by her own existence. Her pink lips couldn't help but twitch, and the cold arrogance in her eyes was gradually covered by a hint of pain. She secretly clenched her fists, then suddenly turned around and walked over to Xiaoyi's bed.
Suddenly, Xian Zihao's phone rang. To avoid this noise disturbing the sleeping Xiaoyi, he hung up his phone first. Then, he got up and said, "I'm going to make a phone call."
When he hung up the phone and since Jiang Ruolan was so close to him, she immediately saw that the caller was Assistant Bai. So she pointed to the phone and asked, "Is there anything important happening in Xian Group? You have just returned from a business trip, so there must be a lot of things to be resolved. Why don't you go back to work first and complete your job? There's no need for you to stay with me. I'm fine."
However, before he left the ward, Xian Zihao gave her a look that told her not to think too much about it. Jiang Ruolan didn't say anything else, just watched him walk out.
After a while, Zhou Shufen, who had been quietly reading a magazine beside Xiaoyi's bed, also stood up and turned to leave the room.
Jiang Ruolan glanced at her and sighed inwardly. Was she trying to find an opportunity to talk to Xian Zihao?
As soon as Zhou Shufen opened the door, a bunch of yellow tulips appeared in front of the door, forcing her to stop in her tracks.
Zhou Shufen frowned as she looked at the large bouquet of yellow tulips. The bouquet was too big and was blocking the door. "Whose flowers are these for?"
The guy who was delivering the flowers said respectfully, "Mr. Qin heard that Miss Jiang was hospitalized with a head injury. He asked us to bring 199 tulips to her. Are you Miss Jiang?"
Upon hearing that it was from Qin Gengxin, Zhou Shufen was startled. She shot a meaningful glance at Jiang Ruolan, who was still in a daze. With a cold smile, she said, "I am not Miss Jiang. Miss Jiang is that person."
"Oh sorry." The delivery guy nodded. He then entered with a flower in his arms. He handed it to Jiang Ruolan and said, "Miss Jiang, these are the flowers that Mr. Qin gave you. It is not easy for him to visit you right now, but he hopes you can accept his good intentions."
On the other side, Zhou Shufen seemed to be in a good mood and didn't go out. She looked at Jiang Ruolan's unperturbed expression as she (Jiang Ruolan) accepted the flowers.
Zhou Shufen raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Is Miss Jiang's luck with men very good?"
Jiang Ruolan glanced at Zhou Shufen and smiled, "Miss Zhou is so outstanding and beautiful, so you must have received quite a few flowers over the years, right? I am just a small witch meeting a great witch, how would I dare to compete with you!"
