My Little Sweet Wife Chapter 33
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Since that year, Jiang Ruolan had changed. When she was a child, she was very quiet and obedient, was often bullied by others. But now, she became like a hedgehog, and whoever bullied her, will be paid ten times by her. It was as if she had been born again in that winter. She wanted to bring back all the suffering and let everyone who had tortured her felt what pain was!
But no matter how much she wanted to forget what happened seven years ago, she could not.
In this world, no one understood her better than Jiang Yijun. He knew how much she hated the Jiang Family, and he also knew that she had to suffered from Jiang Bingqing over and over again because of their mother's last words.
Silently, he squeezed her hand, which was lying flat on his side.
Jiang Ruolan looked at Jiang Yijun's face. Her eyes were glassy. She struggled to get up and said, "Yijun, go pack your things."
"For what?"
"You don't have to be here. You need to go back to F City."Jiang Ruolan pulled back the covers and got off the bed. She took a glass of water next to the bed and drank it.
She then glanced at the crystal necklace in the slightly open drawer. She took out the necklace.
Jiang Yijun did not say a word as he sat on the edge of the bed. He silently looked at her and clenched his fists tightly. "You want me to go at this time?"
Jiang Ruolan walked quickly to the wardrobe and started packing Jiang Yijun's belongings. "I will move tomorrow. Mom had left this necklace on me, and after so many years, I still don't understand why Jiang Family wanted it, but it's still mom's valuable item and no matter what, I don't want to lose it. I decided you should take this necklace. "
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With that said, Jiang Ruolan opened Jiang Yijun's bag and put on his clothes one by one.
Jiang Yijun just looked back at her hurried movement. "Is it any use running away? Didn't you say that no matter where we went, as long as Jiang Family wanted to look they will be able to find us?"
"We are not running away!"
Jiang Ruolan astonishingly lifted her head, her gaze was clear. "I never needed to flee! But for now, I hope you can bring the necklace back to F City. No matter what happens with Jiang Family, you will not intervene and try to save me. With the necklace in your hand, it will be much safer than being here."
"Jiang Ruolan! Can you stop thinking of me as a child who still needs your protection! No matter what happens, you always bear it in your heart! You always deal with it alone! No matter what happens, you will always let me go first! How much strength do you have to carry so many burdens on your shoulders?!
Have you ever thought about how I feel? I've been pushed away by a woman like you, and I've watched you endure all the pains by yourself! I wonder how you are still alive!"
Jiang Yijun suddenly threw the necklace on the bed and quickly approached her. He grabbed her arm and pulled her to his chest. Holding his shoulder, he shouted angrily, "How long can you last? Look, I am no longer the brother you need to protect! As long as you are willing, I can protect you. As long as you are willing! Do you understand? Jiang Ruolan! Do you understand?"
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