Seeing that it was Xian Zihao, Jiang Ruolan inwardly frowned.

Why was he always seeing her in such a sorry state?

Jiang Bingqing fought for a while but could not escape. She turned around and wanted to curse, but she was surprised to see Xian Zihao.

Her face stiffened and slowly lowered her hand in embarrassment. She quickly carved a harmless smile. "Brother Zihao."

"What's going on?" Xian Zihao looked at Jiang Ruolan expressionless. The right side of her face was red and swollen.

"This slut was trying to attack me--" Jiang Bingqing quickly opened her mouth to explain.

Xian Zihao glanced at her coldly. "I asked her. I did not ask you."

Jiang Bingqing stared at him unhappily. Xian Zihao lightly said, "Didn't you say you were going to the washroom to fix your makeup?"

"I … I just ran into this little bitch all of a sudden."

"Bingqing!" Xian Zihao's expression was cold as he pointed to the door in the distance with his chin. "Go back."

"I …"

"Go back!" He raised his voice.

Jiang Ruolan had never seen this woman being afraid of anyone before. However, she seemed to be very afraid of Xian Zihao.

Jiang Bingqing pouted her lips, glared at her (Jiang Ruolan) unwillingly, and left in a huff.

Noticing Xian Zihao's gaze on her face, Jiang Ruolan raised her hand to rub her hair onto her cheeks, trying to hide her red and swollen face.

Just as she was about to walked past him, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

What was going on right now? Didn't she dare to face Han Xuegang at the Soaring Club that day? She even stepped into the explosion calmly. Why did she let Jiang Binqing do that?

Xian Zihao stood in front of her. His thick black eyes looked at her, trying to figure out what was playing in her mind. He lifted her chin with his hand and looked down at her red eyes.

Jiang Ruolan pulled her chin away from his hand and asked in a low voice, "Your relationship with Jiang Family is very good, isn't it?"

Xian Zihao raised his eyebrows. "Does that matter?"

"No, it doesn't matter." Jiang Ruolan tried her best to shake off his hand, but he held her tightly and pulled her back, causing her to crash into his chest. She hurriedly pushed him away, barely managing to stand up straight.

As Jiang Ruolan retreated to the wall, she raised her head and looked straight at him. "You had dinner with her, but she didn't say anything about me?"

Xian Zihao looked at her calmly. "She did."

As if she knew it would turn out like this, Jiang Ruolan sneered. "Since you already know who I am, why do you pretend to care? President Xian, even if you are kind, you don't have to behave like that. Enough already!"

She turned and walked towards the elevator while holding the wall. She suddenly felt a strong dizziness.

Xian Zihao looked at her staggering figure and said, "This will not affect our marriage registration tomorrow."

Jiang Ruolan suddenly wanted to laugh. She turned and exclaimed, "If you marry me, what will happen to her?"

Without her saying anything, they all knew who "her" she meant.

Xian Zihao pursed his lips tightly as if he did not want to answer her question. Jiang Ruolan just sneered at him.

As if a century had passed, his tightly closed lips moved slightly. "I will deal with it."