"Don't make a sound!" She whispered again, then walked to the door. She leaned against it and listened to the sound outside, then stepped back to the bed and said, "I have a headache! I feel too lazy to get up! Hurry up and take a shower, you have to go to work quickly, don't you?"

No sound from outside. Jiang Ruolan quietly walked to the door again and pressed her ear against it. As expected, there was no sound.

That was probably because Jiang Yijun didn't want to argue with her again, so he left. Jiang Ruolan let out a faint sigh. She then turned around to look at Xian Zihao, who had a faint smile on his face.

Knowing that he was just standing there watching a good show, Jiang Ruolan smugly said in a low voice, "How about that? You yourself see I managed to send him away. I can handle my own brother so easily."

"Is this how you fooled him since he was young?" Xian Zihao's words and smile was laced with a few hints of mockery.

Jiang Ruolan's expression froze. Then he said sarcastically, "Of course, the brother's temperament follows his sister's temperament. His sister is a fool and easily deceived."

F * ck! It seemed like Xian Zihao was trying to ridicule her intelligence!

Jiang Ruolan was about to reply when she suddenly heard a crisp sound. Before she could react, the door she was leaning on was pushed open from the outside.

As soon as Jiang Yijun opened the door, he found that the door was blocked with heavy objects. He then realized that Jiang Ruolan was leaning against it, which made him more suspicious. He pushed the door hard until the door was completely opened.

As soon as he stepped through the door, he came face to face with Xian Zihao.

Jiang Ruolan looked at him with astonishment.

While Xian Zihao remained calm and composed as before, however, the moment his gaze landed on Jiang Yijun's face, the emotion between his eyebrows changed slightly, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"How did you get in?!" Jiang Ruolan stared at Jiang Yijun with her mouth agape.

Jiang Yijun didn't say anything. His cold gaze was still fixed on Xian Zihao as he silently threw a key at her.

Jiang Ruolan immediately raised her hand to receive the key thrown at her. She lowered her head to look at it before raising her head speechlessly.

She laughed and tried to ignore the fact that this was Jiang Yijun's home. How could he not have a spare key to her bedroom! How did she not know that Jiang Yijun had become as scheming as Xian Zihao!

"Who is he?"

What was rare was that Jiang Yijun didn't get angry. His voice was so calm that it didn't sound like him. He looked coldly at the calm and collected Xian Zihao.

Jiang Ruolan suddenly seemed to recall something and looked at Xian Zihao, As expected, although there was no shock on his face, he was still staring at Jiang Yijun's face! The two of them were at least twenty or thirty percent alike, and the resemblance between Jiang Yijun and Xian Jian was even greater. Even she had noticed it long ago, so how could Xian Zihao not have noticed at all?

Jiang Ruolan did not reply. Jiang Yijun forcibly shifted his gaze away from the man who looked similar to him. He looked at Jiang Ruolan with eyes full of accusation. "Why is he here?! And at this time? In your room so early in the morning?!"

Jiang Ruolan could feel the anger emanating from Jiang Yijun. She opened her mouth, but before she could speak, Jiang Yijun forcibly opened the door and headed for the living room.

Jiang Ruolan's stiffened from the loud sound of her door being thrown against the wall. She turned her head to look at Xian Zihao, but the latter only looked at her indifferently.

She couldn't see through Xian Zihao's thoughts. She didn't know if he saw anything on Jiang Yijun's face, but even though it seemed like nothing, she could feel that there was some deeper meaning behind his (Xian Zihao) expression.

Jiang Ruolan took a deep breath and ran into the living room. Jiang Yijun was already standing there, waiting for her.

"Jiang Yijun! Don't misunderstand! I only locked the door because--"

"Who is he?" Jiang Yijun cut her and coldly looked at her, his face already unnaturally livid.

Jiang Ruolan had never seen Jiang Yijun this angry before, at least he had always been joking with her. After all these years, neither of them had ever fallen out with each other and even though she knew that he would get angry when he knew about this, but she didn't expect him to be so angry.

Jiang Ruolan quickly grabbed his arm and said, "He is --"

"I'm Xian Zihao." A clear and serene voice came from behind her.

Jiang Yijun and Jiang Ruolan were both stunned. In the blink of an eye, the anger within Jiang Yijun's body dissipated by more than half.

"You can call me brother-in-law." Without waiting for any reaction from the two siblings, Xian Zihao curved his lips into a faint smile and gave Jiang Yijun a carefree smile.

It was as if he was always like this, calm and unperturbed, without a shred of arrogance or intent to do anything that could instantly extinguish the flames of war that were burning fiercely.

It was as if his simple and quiet words instantly suppressed the anger that erupted from Jiang Yijun.

Just like a drop of sweet dew in a drought, refreshing and cleansing.

Yes, he was Xian Zihao. Because he was Xian Zihao, there was nothing wrong with him appearing in Jiang Ruolan's room.

Jiang Ruolan's hand was still on Jiang Yijun's arm, and she could feel the tension on his muscles. She carefully pinched his arm, causing him to look down at her and see her nod.

Jiang Yijun sucked in a deep breath as if he was overwhelmed with anger. When he raised his head to look at Xian Zihao, who was walking towards them, a complicated expression appeared on his face.