Uncle Huang turned to look at her. "What is it? You want to hear it?"

Jiang Ruolan grinned. "Women love to hear stories. They love to listen to the story about the past the most. Furthermore, you said that she looks very similar to me, so I was really curious."

Uncle Huang nodded as if he remembered something, then he shook his head again, "That girl was once as open and casual as you. I used to have an orchard in the G City, and she went to help me farm for a few months. She was a diligent child."

After saying that, Uncle Huang smiled, "At that time, I was not even forty years old, in the prime of my life, had been divorced for a long time with my ex-wife and only my son by my side. Back then, I was in the orchard with her for a few months, and I liked her sometimes warm and lively personality, but later on, she got pregnant in a strange way and refused to tell me who the father of the child was."

"Do you know anything else about her?"

Uncle Huan looked at her as if he had known something. "Miss Jiang, why are you asking this?"

Before Jiang Ruolan could respond, it started to rain heavily. Uncle Huang rushed to call a taxi to pick her up. Before the car arrived, she was told to stand under the awning next to the orchard to avoid getting wet.

And in the darkness of the night, a tall figure slowly walked over.

The orchard's helpers began to hurry to pack their belongings to avoid being hit by heavy rain. All of them looked in a somewhat sorry state as they walked in a hurry. The figure also walked not slowly, but his presence gave people a sense of serenity.

The running crowds, the verdant gardens, and lush orchards, all became background in a split-second.

Xian Zihao walked alone with an umbrella in his hand. His handsome face and beautiful picturesque features gradually became clear when he came closer. When Jiang Ruolan saw that it was Xian Zihao, her face changed. Even though she was cold from the sudden heavy rain, even though the person who walked over had a warmth that she once cherished, she did not look at him. Instead, she turned to look at Uncle Huang, "I will not wait for the car, I will be leaving first."

After saying that, she turned around and prepared to leave through the rain.

As soon as she stepped out, her face and body immediately became drenched. Her wrist was suddenly grabbed and she was pulled into a warm embrace.

"Ruolan, it's raining heavily, so don't wander around." Xian Zihao grabbed her and held her to his chest.

Jiang Ruolan turned around and looked at the man with the umbrella. Under the light of the small lanterns in the orchard that flickered through the rain curtain, his very enchanting and beautiful face could captivate someone's eye.

"I'm not so dainty that I cannot be exposed to rain." She pushed him away and turned to leave.

Jiang Ruolan could not go on like this. If she continued like this, she would go crazy. She never knew that Xian Zihao's influence in her heart would exceed her imagination, but if she continued like this, then she would forgive him and repeat the same mistake!

"Let me go!" Jiang Ruolan flung his hand away as Xian Zihao tried to stop her.

"Ruolan!" Xian Zihao frowned as he held her back with one hand. His clear and melodious voice sounded very serious and patient as he whispered in her ear, "You can't catch a cold! Think about our child first! Come with me!"

His tone of voice showed concern and heartache, as if he was afraid that she would actually fall ill from all this. Xian Zihao immediately raised the umbrella over her head and held it like this by the side of the awning. At the same time, he took off his jacket and draped them over her body. "The weather is very cold, and you are wearing too little. Wait, I'll get someone to prepare dry clothes for you."

"Xian Zihao! Stop all this. Take this tenderness of yours, I don't need it!" Jiang Ruolan gritted her teeth and tried to push him away, but he held her tightly. "What do you want from me? We're fine now! Don't be like this! Since when have you, Xian Zihao, been like this? A girlfriend like Zhou Shufen is not enough, and now you are still trying to bargain with your ex-wife?"

Xian Zihao frowned, "I have nothing to do with Zhou Shufen, including Xiaoyi! Of course, everything won't be like this if you will listen to my explanation!"

"What's the need! Xian Zihao, do you know what has completely shattered the hope that I had for you? When that kid called you 'Daddy', what were you doing back then? You bent down and held her in your arms. If she isn't your daughter, why are you doing this to me? Is it really fun to keep deceiving me? When did I offend you? Or did I owe you something? What right do you have to do this to me?!"

Jiang Ruolan did not cry out or scream, but the unwillingness and anger that had been hidden deep in her heart for the past month surged out at this instant. She questioned him with a cold tone and her eyes never left his face, "I thought that the most miserable thing would be seeing you together with Zhou Shufen but that child … She called you daddy."

"Xian Zihao, tell me, how invincible must I be in order to endure such deceit and injury! If I obstruct you and Zhou Shufen, then I'm sorry. I had already signed the divorce agreement and that was my last gift to you. What else do you want?! Why can't you let me go? Did you think I, Jiang Ruolan, would be so easily bullied after being bullied for my entire life? Do you really have to do this to me?"

His gaze was gentle and clear in the rainy night as he silently watched her vent her anger.

"You, Xian Zihao, are still the same cynical one. You think it's laughable to play around with my feelings, don't you? Haven't you had enough? Do you really want me to pull out all the thorns on my body before I'm willing to give up--"

Before Jiang Ruolan finished her sentence, Xian Zihao suddenly pulled her into his embrace, leaving them alone in the awning. The umbrella landed at their feet, rolled in the cold wind and rain.

Xian Zihao bent down to kiss her cold ear, and softly said, "You're finally willing to vent, aren't you?"

Jiang Ruolan stood frozen, her nose full of his smell.

This man really seemed to love her dearly. He was patiently waiting for her to let go, waiting for her tears to pour out, waiting for an opportunity. He wanted to seize every opportunity to seal her heart with all his might. And he always showed up at the right time!

"So you are here to be scolded by me?" Jiang Ruolan let Xian Zihao hold her body. As she spoke, she let him hug her tightly. She laughed mockingly to herself. "I have scolded and vented my feelings. Are you satisfied now?"

"Xian Zihaoi, I used this month to think a lot. We are both not people from the same world, regardless of status or everything. I will only give you too many problems if I continue to be by your side, and you will only give me pressure and constraints. In fact, this outcome is very good. We are strangers anyway. We are both adults, and we are only together for half a year."

"All your kindness and gentleness, please take it away and give it to those who need it. I don't need it. I--"

Jiang Ruolan suddenly stopped talking. Xian Zihao bent down and fiercely kissed her lips. Her eyes widened as she raised a hand to resist with all her might, but she was firmly locked in his embrace.

The usually rational Xian Zihao, the gentle Xian Zihao, all gone. Jiang Ruolan would never have thought that he would kiss her like this. His tongue that entered her mouth went straight in and out like that. It was so hot and he was attacking her without restraint. He seemed to be not tired of hugging her in his arms. His taste lingered on her mouth.

The heat of his body catalyzed the coldness in Jiang Ruolan's body, and the struggling strength of her body was easily resolved time and time again. As the strong wind blew, a trace of cold wetness came from behind her. Xian Zihao spun their body around and pressed her against the flat iron frame by the side of the shed.

Xian Zihao did not let the rain fall onto her, but his back was soaked with the rainwater carried by the strong wind. The cold rain did not dispel his desperation and there was no way for Jiang Ruolan to retreat.

"Ugh …" Jiang Ruolan was almost out of breath, yet she was unable to struggle free. A dazzling light flashed in her eyes, but it was as if a deep hole had been cut open in her heart.

It was as if his breath had passed through her limbs and bones, draining all the strength in her body. The sound of thunder rumbling in the chaos. The rain got heavier and heavier, and even the awning in the tiny orchard seemed to be unable to cover up the heavy rain.

His tongue licked her lips gently as if he were trying to calm her down. Xian Zihao kissed her again, softly, and finally let her go.

"Little Fishie had a brain tumor two years ago, and it didn't heal after a long time. When I saw her a few months ago, it had already worsened."