Two months later.

Jiang Ruolan was typing a report for a press release tomorrow when the company's new employee, Ye Jiao, mysteriously knocked on the door and entered the room.

Jiang Ruolan sorted her report before looking at Ye Jiao's hand, which was full of pictures.

"Sis Jiang, look at what's in my hand." Ye Jiao said while placing a stack of pictures on her desk.

After she put down the pictures, Ye Jiao asked Jiang Ruolan what she wanted for lunch. That's the question that made Jiang Ruolan feel a headache every day. Far more disturbing than the pile of papers in her hand.

Jiang Ruolan lowered her head and looked down at the pictures. Her gaze paused for a moment, then, she looked at Ye Jiao, who knew nothing about her past, with a face full of suspicion.

Ye Jiao leaned against her desk and said, "Sis Jiang, wasn't it not long ago when Ling Group underwent a major overhaul? Today, I was at the airport taking pictures of the new supervisor from Ling Group and wanted to interview him, but look, who did I found? It's the legendary Xian Zihao!"

"Look! Look at how this angle of the photo was taken. I know this can't be posted, so I'll bring it back for you. Look at President Xian, he's so handsome. Eh, who's the person next to him?"

Jiang Ruolan raised her head to look at her and smiled. "You've been quite idle these past two days, haven't you?"

Upon hearing that this was a sign that her boss would be angry, Ye Jiao immediately stopped gossiping. The corners of her mouth twitched, and at last, she took back the photos and stuffed them into her pocket like a treasure.

"Well, it seems that I have to stricter the rules in this company. Otherwise, the newbies like you will start to get lazy!" Jiang Ruolan pushed the signed document in front of her.

Ye Jiao pouted and left in the blink of an eye.

***

"Sis Jiang, President Xian returned to H City today." In the evening, after work, Xiong Ruogang entered Jiang Ruolan's office while she was clearing her desk.

Xiong Ruogang seemed to be waiting for Jiang Ruolan to leave work with her, but in reality, she was looking for an opportunity to say those words.

Jiang Ruolan's hand that was cleaning the desk suddenly stopped. She raised her head and looked at Xiong Ruogang's glowing eyes.

Xiong Ruogang knew that Jiang Ruolan didn't want to talk about Xian Zihao, so she quickly said, "Sis Jiang, when someone can't hear someone's name, it means she still has a deep love for that person. Although I don't know why you and President Xian divorced, but since he already returned, why don't you see him?"

Jiang Ruolan didn't say anything. She was just quietly packing things on her desk.

"Ruogang, love cannot be forced. Love not only teaches you the meaning of pain but can also teach you many things, such as how to deal with life's problems and how to deal with your emotions." Jiang Ruolan told her before she got up and walked towards the elevator.

Xiong Ruogang followed behind her in silence.

Jiang Ruolan did not go straight home. Instead, she went to Beidou Avenue and bought two sets of cute and comfortable children's clothing, as well as two sets of toys suitable for a one-year-old child.

When Jiang Ruolan returned to Greenville Residence, the sky was already dark. Because the street lights in the residential area were currently being repaired, only a few lights were still on, causing the area to be a bit dim.

In front of the two-story house where she lived, a familiar black Land Rover was already parked there.

The light to the Land Rover was not switched on, and it stopped quietly at her window.

Jiang Ruolan tried her best to squint her eyes, but she couldn't see the license plate. However, when she saw that it was a Land Rover, she couldn't help but shiver uncontrollably.

Could it be him?

Did he come to see the children?

Why didn't he call her?

Even though they had divorced, if he wanted to see his children, she wouldn't have refused him in the doorway. With his character, how can he come without making a phone call?

Jiang Ruolan looked down at her cell phone under the residential street light, but no calls were missed.

Thus, she decided to put down her phone and continued walking. Jiang Ruolan tilted her head to look at the car's plate number. Then, she finally saw the familiar plate number through the light reflected in the window of her house.

Instinctively, Jiang Ruolan looked around. The inside of the car was dark, and she couldn't see anyone. She looked around suspiciously. Could it be that he hadn't told her but had already entered the house?

Jiang Ruolan remembered how Xian Zihao looked when he left her more than a year ago. The words he said and his expression, as if he never wanted to see her again in this life.

Jiang Ruolan didn't know how to describe her current feelings. A person's heart was always wandering around, and a person's emotions would always rise up to a point where even they couldn't understand it.

Jiang Ruolan looked at the big and small bags in her hand and stood outside the door to think for a long time. Then, she took out the key and opened the door to enter.

Before she could take out the key, the door of the Land Rover opened, and Xian Zihao got off. Under the light from the car's interior, Jiang Ruolan saw his expression was as calm as ever as he looked at her with his black eyes.

Stunned, she opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

Xian Zihao slammed the door behind him, and for a moment, it was dark again, just as it had been between them.

"You came back so late?" He said, his voice a little hoarse.

"I just got paid two days ago, so I left work early today to go buy some toys and some new clothes for my children." Jiang Ruolan answered truthfully.

"I'm sorry, Ruolan. I just want to see my children. I won't disturb your life."

Suddenly, the lights in the area were on. Jiang Ruolan could finally see his face. There was a slight redness in the eyes. He looked like he was drinking too much, but he was still calm.

How did Jiang Ruolan not know that Xian Zihao wanted to see the children? Whenever Old Man Xian wanted to see the children, Jia Zhenzhen would keep him away. Even though Sister Yanmei was dismissed, Jiang Ruolan was kind enough to be polite to her whenever she came to Greenville Residence every two months to take care of the children. Every time she came, Sister Yanmei would secretly carry a camera with her.

"No worries, you are Chiahao and An Na's father, I have no reason not to let you see them." Jiang Ruolan answered anxiously, but her voice was choked with sobs