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Chapter 210 - Wedding Date I
After entering the large and tidy kitchen, Jiang Ruolan went to serve Xian Guiying some food. However, Zhan An hurriedly stepped forward to stop her. "Don't, don't. Put it down and let mom take care of it. Guiying, that girl, is a picky eater. There are some dishes that she doesn't like to eat."
As she was taking some food for Xian Guiying, Zhan An couldn't help but look at Jiang Ruolan from time to time, as if there was a hidden meaning behind her gaze. "Ruolan, when do you plan to get married to Zihao? Mom had already contacted the wedding dress designer a few days ago, including the video recording staff. They were all waiting for your green light."
Zhan An then continued again. "Actually, what I said at Zhou Shufen wasn't without reason. She and Zihao have known each other for so many years, and both of them know each other very well. Although Zihao and you are husband and wife, the two of you have only known each other for four months."
Zhan An smiled as she spoke and at the same time, she carefully checked if anything was missing in the tray, and continued, "Moreover, it seems that Zhou Shufen doesn't intend to let Zihao go."
Since her mother-in-law was standing from her own point of view and also very shrewd and roundabout, Jiang Ruolan naturally wouldn't beat around the bush.
She suddenly felt great admiration for her mother-in-law. She seemed like a very open-minded woman, but in reality, she was more shrewd than anyone else.
Jiang Ruolan was able to tell this with a single glance. Even though in the upper cla.s.s, men are always looking for children. Having a mistress was a common occurrence. However, she was curious. Xian Jian had a woman outside that year. So, what kind of att.i.tude did Zhan An use to make that woman leave with a sense of inferiority?
Of course, Zhan An could saw the hesitation in Jiang Ruolan's face. She fixed her eyes on her as she smiled, "Ruolan, the Zhou Family is not like an ordinary family, and even our family's Old Man has to treat Senior Zhou with respect. I only know the gist of what happened between Zhou Shufen and Zihao. My son never liked to talk about past matters, and I really knew my own son. Regardless of what happened between him and Zhou Shufen before, I still believe that he already prepared to carry his responsibility as your husband the moment he chose to marry you."
Jiang Ruolan smiled. Actually, what she wanted to see was Zhan An's att.i.tude towards Zhou Shufen.
Zhan An's att.i.tude might not be able to represent the Xian Family fully, but it could at least represent half of Old Man Xian's feelings.
At the dining table, Jiang Bingqing had always been trying to find something to talk about, but the old man had cleverly changed the topic. Jiang Ruolan could feel that it didn't matter how much the Old Man scolded her in front of the Xian Family, but in front of outsiders, she felt that he still had a vigilant att.i.tude towards the people around him, and would also constantly protect her as his own family.
And Zhan An's words confirmed the Old Man's att.i.tude. Even though he didn't like Jiang Ruolan, he didn't seem to have any intentions of marrying Zhou Shufen to Xian Zihao.
"There's more." Zhan An fiddled with the bowl in her hand and said softly, "People's hearts are not made of iron, and Zihao has always been fond of you, not to mention that you have too many things that are worth liking. Zihao has always taken notice of you, and it is his duty to take care of you. As for Zhou Shufen, sometimes people don't think about things like arterial bleeding, and no one in the family studied medical knowledge at that time. If we were a few steps too late, Zhou Shufen would really have died. As one of the masters of the Xian Family, you should know that everything he did, regardless of whether the person was a stranger or someone like Zhou Shufen, who was injured at that time, he needs to help them out."
Jiang Ruolan had already thought through Zhan An's words long ago. She understood that Zhan An was speaking from the point of view of Madam of Xian Family. She reprimanded her not to make a mistake.
Jiang Ruolan understood this kindness very well, and also felt very happy to have such a reasonable mother-in-law, who will help her from time to time.
Jiang Ruolan immediately grinned. "Mom, Zhou Shufen is actually very nice. If I hadn't married Zihao, everything Zhou Shufen did would have been for granted. Everyone will be irrational when facing such feelings, and when the person they once loved is right in front of their eyes, who would be willing to let him go?"
Not belittling her opponents behind her back was the least Jiang Ruolan could do. At the very least, she had to leave a bottom line for herself.
"No matter how good Zhou Shufen is, she isn't as meticulous as you. You know how to cherish the people before you. If Zihao had met you first, how could he have wasted so many years without getting married? Perhaps at that time, I already played with my grandchildren."
Jiang Ruolan smiled. Both of them quickly went upstairs to deliver food for Xian Guiying.
Jiang Ruolan pushed open the bedroom door and saw Xian Guiying sitting on the carpet while reading a financial book. Zhan An placed the food on the table for her, and carefully asked her if she was feeling unwell.
When Xian Guiying looked at Jiang Ruolan, she quietly shook her head, indicating that Zhan An didn't know she (Xian Guiying) was pregnant.
Xian Guiying lazily said that her stomach was feeling uncomfortable.
After that, they went back to the dining table. While they were drinking, Zhan An suddenly said in a serious tone, "Zihao, it's rare to see everyone here today, even Ruolan's father is here. You and Ruolan have already been married for more than four months. Even the wedding dress designer has contacted me and is waiting for the two of you to announce your wedding date."
Silence reigned around the table as everyone wore different expressions on their faces.
Xian Zihao's expression did not change. He smiled as he placed the dish into Jiang Ruolan's bowl, giving her a meaningful look. "Look, even mom is getting anxious. I already proposed to you, but you still haven't agreed to the wedding yet."
Xian Zihao's intention was to tell everyone that he was the one who took the initiative, and Jiang Ruolan had delayed the wedding because of her bashfulness.
It helped her to achieve her irrevocable position in everyone's hearts, especially everyone in Xian Family and Xian Zihao also made his intentions very clear.
So, Xian Zihao was purposely giving her a difficult problem?
So, when he told her they would be holding their wedding half a month later in Xian Guiying's room, was it because of this?
Jiang Ruolan was still wondering if it was necessary. But now that Zhan An said it directly, she didn't even have the room to hesitate.
Jiang Ruolan looked at Xian Zihao's smiling face with a hint of rebuke.
Zhou Shufen silently tightened her grip on the chopsticks. She gently put them down and silently looked at her.
Cui Liuxian also silently turned her head away, looking at the Old Man for help. But at this moment, the Old Man wasn't looking at her. Instead, he was looking at Xian Zihao, observing his grandson's true att.i.tude.
"Wife, when will you be willing to let everyone know that you're Young Madam Xian?" Xian Zihao smiled.
Jiang Ruolan made a face before secretly pinching his leg under the table. Her eyes were still full of reproach. When she pinched his leg, Xian Zihao only smiled and took the opportunity to grab her free hand and clasp it tightly in his palm.