"I love you."

Jiang Ruolan heard the three words from Xian Zihao in her dream. His voice was gentle, full of love and tender affection.

Not long after, she was woken up from her sleep by his sudden kiss. He seemed to have been by her side for a long time and seeing that she was almost awake, he began to kiss her again. His flexible tongue went inside her mouth, while his hand was sliding into her hospital gown, caressed the softness of her body.

Jiang Ruolan's eyes flew open, and when she looked up, she saw Xian Zihao's intense gaze on her face. Just as she was about to speak, he bit her lips, sucked them, and released them before kissing her again.

Usually, Xian Zihao would restrain himself, but today, he seemed can't restrain himself from kissing and teasing her. Jiang Ruolan quickly pushed him, "Zihao, stop."

When Jiang Ruolan struggled to get up from his embrace, wanting to get out of the bed, he pulled her back and made her rest on his arm. Xian Zihao kissed her forehead and said. "Stay. I just want to hug you."

Jiang Ruolan couldn't help but hit him, "President Xian is getting naughty! I'm thirsty, I want to drink water!"

Lying on a man's arm was actually much more comfortable than lying on a pillow. No wonder girls these days like to be hugged while they were sleeping.

With a smile, Xian Zihao kissed Jiang Ruolan's lips again. It was only when she cried softly that he finally let go of her and went to pour water for her.

Jiang Ruolan seemed to have forgotten all the conversations before she fell asleep. She sat on the bed, tidied up her slightly untidy clothes, and then, she watched Xian Zihao pour a glass of warm water. He took a sip to test the heat of the water before handing the glass to her.

There was a light knock on the ward door. First, a doctor came to examine Jiang Ruolan. Then, Xian Jian stood in the doorway as if he had something to discuss with Xian Jian.

Xian Zihao didn't move when he saw Xian Jian's serious expression. He waited until the doctor examined Jiang Ruolan's condition, making sure that the fetus was not injured and there were no other problems with her body before he walked out.

After that, the doctor left without closing the door. Xian Zihao and Xian Jian were outside, discussing something. Jiang Ruolan did not stand up to eavesdrop, she just lowered her head and looked at her round belly.

Xian Zihao came back to close the door. After that, she didn't know where he went with Xian Jian and came back very late the next day. Before he returned, Jiang Yijun and Zhan An took turns taking care of her.

The next afternoon, Jiang Yijun was sitting on the bed, helping her pick out the fruits, seeing which fruits she could eat and which she temporarily couldn't. The fruit baskets brought by the visitors were very nice and expensive, but there's too much fruit in them.

Jiang Ruolan just sat on the bed with one hand on her chin, watching Jiang Yijun pick the fruit seriously,

After staring at him for a long time, Jiang Yijun raised his head and looked at her. "What's with that look?"

"Have you seen Jia Zhenzhen?" Jiang Ruolan asked him.

Jiang Yijun's hand, which had just picked the fruit, froze slightly. He looked at her and asked, "What?"

"Don't pretend with me. You've been by my side for twenty-one years. Even if you hide your feelings well, I can still say that you are hiding something." Jiang Ruolan looked at him intently. "You've been in F City for a while, and because you're mad at me, you haven't called me in a long time. Actually, you've been to America yourself, haven't you?"

Jiang Yijun did not reply. He slowly put his hands down and placed the fruit basket to her side. Then, he looked at her grimly. "Why are you asking this?"

"Cui Liuxian mentioned about your mother over and over again, and it seemed like you already knew everything about her, that's why you were so calm every time I mentioned her in front of you. The same goes for Jia Zhenzhen. She hadn't seen her son for more than twenty-one years, so she should be excited and anxious when she hears about things related to her son. But she's not."

Jiang Ruolan paused for a moment before saying indifferently, "There are many things that happen and change without me realizing it. For example, after Jia Zhenzhen was brought back to this country, you met her again, weren't you?"

"If a mother doesn't show any signs of emotion towards a child she hasn't seen in decades, then there are only two possibilities. First, the child isn't hers. Second, she often sees the child in the short term."

After Jiang Ruolan finished her sentence, she stared at Jiang Yijun. He didn't have many expressions, only a frown as if this was something he wasn't willing to bring up.

"You are indeed Jia Zhenzhen's son, there is no doubt about this. In this case, you already have met her. And you know many things, don't you?" Jiang Ruolan's gaze was calm but was glued to his face.

Jiang Yijun suddenly laughed. He sighed and laughed for a moment before saying, "Jiang Ruolan, there are many clues pointing in one direction, and your shallow consciousness has already guessed something, yet you kept rejecting it in your heart. Up till today, only then are you finally willing to face reality."

Upon hearing his words, Jiang Ruolan frowned and looked at him. "What exactly do you know?"

Jiang Yijun was still smiling, "Don't you think that you should ask Xian Zihao, not me?"

Before Jiang Ruolan could say something, Jiang Yijun cut her, "Maybe, you can ask Xian Jian, or maybe, you can ask Old Man Xian. I believe he never forgot these things, right?"

"Back then, to protect the peace between his son and Xian Family, how clean do you think he was in dealing with the big case in which his son was involved? For the sake of the Xian Family, he had sacrificed many people, no matter whether it was Jia Zhenzhen, her father, and all the others who were not involved in the case were punished. Not to forget, he even destroyed two innocent women."

Jiang Ruolan frowned. "What did you mean? Say it clearly!"

Jiang Yijun was still smiling, but he turned around and looked out the window. "Jiang Ruolan, everything that had happened was more complicated than we imagined. Whether it is the Zhou Family, the Jiang Family, or the Xian Family, there is no one whose hands are clean, especially Old Man Xian. He is truly wise and firm. To save his son's reputation, he directly forces one woman to go crazy, and then he forces another woman to die."

Forced one to go crazy, then forced another to death.

Was it referring to Jia Zhenzheng … And her mother?

Zhou Qingling committed suicide many years ago, not just because of her feelings?

Jiang Ruolan sat on the bed in a daze, looking at Jiang Yijun's sneering face. Finally, she seemed to see some heartache and helplessness in his eyes.