My Little Sweet Wife

Chapter 136 - I Don't Need Your Sympathy

Han Xuegang was just about to kiss her, but he froze the moment he heard that voice. In the blink of an eye, a tall figure appeared at the end of the quiet corridor and slowly walked over.

The coldness in Xian Zihao's eyes caused the alcohol in Han Xuegang's body to lessen. He then looked towards the woman leaning against the wall. His hands trembled and became soft ...

Letting go of Jiang Ruolan's red chin, Han Xuegang looked at Xian Zihao, who was walking over in the blink of an eye. "Sorry, I drank too much. I thought she was Fei'er."

Xian Zihao's expression was unfathomable as he cast a glance at Han Xuegang. After a moment, his gaze landed on Jiang Ruolan, who was leaning against the wall.

Jiang Ruolan could only sneer when she heard Han Xuegang's words, but she didn't even have the strength to laugh. One of her hands was on the wall behind her, while the other one was holding onto the corner of the bathroom door to prevent her from falling down.

Han Xuegang walked away with quick steps. When he passed by Xian Zihao, he only paused for a moment before walking away quickly.

Seeing Han Xuegang leave, Jiang Ruolan heaved a sigh of relief. She let go of the hand that was supporting the wall behind her and turned around to leave.

Jiang Ruolan's body had just left the wall when her legs suddenly went soft. A powerful arm caught her and pulled her into his embrace.

Jiang Ruolan felt her body floating. Once her sight was clear, she then pushed Xian Zihao away.

He grabbed her hand and pressed it down easily. In an instant, his warm palm, which was much colder than her own body, covered her forehead. Xian Zihao suddenly frowned. "Why did your body burn like this?"

"Don't touch me …" Jiang Ruolan lowered her head in an attempt to resist him, but her waist was firmly held in his embrace.

"Don't move." Xian Zihao's voice was no longer so gentle as if he was somewhat angry. He wrapped his arm around Jiang Ruolan's waist and felt her body heat up shockingly hot. He then faintly trembled, and with a sigh, he took off his suit and placed it on her. "You're so ill yet drink a lot of wine. When did you become so willful?"

As he spoke, Xian Zihao pulled Jiang Ruolan into his arms and walked out of the quiet corridor.

How did he know she was drinking? Was it because of the alcohol on her body? Or had he actually seen her long ago?

Jiang Ruolan felt an indescribable urge to cry. She felt so wronged that she wanted to cry, but she forced herself not to look at him. She was forced to return to the banquet hall by Xian Zihao.

"Sis Jiang." Xiong Ruogang suddenly walked towards her. The worry in her (Xiong Ruogang) eyes had disappeared when she saw Xian Zihao standing next to Jiang Ruolan.

Xiong Ruogang grinned at him in surprise. Seeing Xian Zihao return her gesture with a polite smile, she was instantly overjoyed.

"My wife has been drinking too much. I'll send her back first!" As he passed Ling Fei'er and Han Xuegang, whose faces were not very nice, Xian Zihao politely raised his eyebrows and said to them, "Ruolan had a fever for the last few days, and she didn't tell me because she was afraid it would affect the progress of my job. So she secretly came to your own engagement party. Was she causing trouble for you?"

"No...No!" Ling Fei'er's arrogant attitude was still somewhat restrained when facing Xian Zihao, but she was still not convinced. Looking at the coat on Jiang Ruolan's shoulder and Xian Zihao's actions, they all expressed his care and love for her.

Ling Fei'er gritted her teeth and turned her pleading eyes to Han Xuegang, who had no expression on his face.

Who knew that Han Xuegang only forcefully twitched the corner of his mouth and didn't say anything.

Ling Fei'er frowned, not knowing what was going on with him. She turned around and was about to say something when she saw Xian Zihao walking out of the hall with Jiang Ruolan in his arms.

"What's wrong with you?" Ling Feier slapped Han Xuegang's arm angrily, "Didn't you say that Xian Zihao had no relationship with Jiang Ruolan? Earlier, when Xian Zihao came, he said that he was delayed due to his work. I guess he did not know Jiang Ruolan was here. Why did they bump into each other so quickly? And it was so intimate? Why didn't you say anything just now!"

Han Xuegang didn't say anything in the end. He allowed Ling Fei'er to slap his arm a few times before he held her hand down. "Alright, that's enough! There are so many people here."

Ling Fei'er couldn't swallow her anger and stomped her feet. "I've even designed many plans that would make Jiang Ruolan lose face in front of everyone, but it's all useless now!"

Just as they walked out of the banquet hall, Jiang Ruolan tried to push Xian Zihao away. "Let me go."

Xian Zihao ignored him and led her to the parking lot. Jiang Ruolan's body became extremely weak. She used both hands to push him away. "Xian Zihao, let go of me. I don't need your sympathy! I don't want it!"

"Stop messing around!" With a low growl, Xian Zihao pulled the loose jacket that was almost on her body again.

"I'm not making a fuss! Let go of me!" Jiang Ruolan took advantage of her drunkenness and tried to pull the distance between them, "Let go of me. Don't touch me!"

"Xian Zihao! Take back your hypocrisy! I don't want your sympathy, I don't want your pity! I don't need your compassion! I don't need it! I don't need you to help me. Let go of me... Stay away from me!"

Xian Zihao's face remained impassive as he held her in place. He didn't say anything. He didn't even say a word as he walked towards the parking lot while holding Jiang Ruolan in his arms.

"Xian Zihao! You bastard, don't touch me!"

Jiang Ruolan was unable to break free, unable to resist. Seeing Xian Zihao's indifferent expression, as if he couldn't hear her curses, she gnashed her teeth in anger.

When they were about to reach his black Land Rover, Jiang Ruolan lowered her head and bit the back of Xian Zihao's hand that was hugging her shoulder.

Xian Zihao paused for a moment and suddenly let go of her shoulder, but once again embraced her waist and raised his other hand to pull her coat tighter.

Xian Zihao pulled Jiang Ruolan into his embrace and placed his head close to her ear to sigh."Alright, stop tormenting yourself."

Jiang Ruolan wondered if Xian Zihao could be so patient and gentle with every woman, if he also would be so good to Cui Liuxian and Shi Zheng.

Suddenly, she remembered what Xian Zihao had said to her before.

This marriage has nothing to do with love. Don't expect too much from it … Don't get too involved...

Why did she have so many hopes? Why would she be so upset with him?

Jiang Ruolan was not a great woman like Cui Liuxian and Shi Zheng. She was actually a very cowardly woman. Whenever she faced something, she preferred to flee to a place where no one could find her.

She preferred to be alone. She could choose to be quiet for a few days, she could also willfully use the effect of alcohol to curse Xian Zihao as a bastard, and she could also burp at him in retaliation.

When Xian Zihao saw Jiang Ruolan's frowning face,?he didn't know what to do. The only thing he could do was not let her go.

"Xian Zihao, what are you pretending for? Aren't you very annoyed with me?" Jiang Ruolan said with a burp.

"Hey….Hey, Xian Zihao. Answer me. What are you pretending for?"

"I'm talking to you. Did you hear me?"

Jiang Ruolan hated how Xian Zihao couldn't be bothered to argue with her. She tugged at his shirt and said hoarsely, "Let me see if you really are a beast in disguise."