Why Are You Crying?

Not far from the club, Jiang Ruolan's calm face finally collapsed. Her footsteps became slower as she unconsciously walked into the corner of the building with no one around.

Her body leaned against the wall, and her bag fell to the ground. The tears she held back finally flowed down her face.

Within just four years, it was as if she had gone through an entire cycle of reincarnation. That clean and handsome man was hugging another woman's thigh for fame and true love. Moreover, he wisely planned and used her by sending her to someone else's bed!

Jiang Ruolan did not want to cry.

She did not want to cry for such a man. Her thousand days of longing and love were shattered in one day. She didn't want to cry, but she had to.

Tears continued to flow like a broken dam. She sometimes raised her hand to wipe the moisture from her face, but in the blink of an eye, her face was once again wet with salty tears.

In the end, she simply sat on the ground without caring for her image.

She was biting her lip while quietly crying.

Jiang Ruolan only raised her head when a pair of slender, straight legs stopped in front of her.

"You, why are you here?" She was stunned.

The extraordinary man had one hand in his pocket while looking at her crying face. His voice was indifferent. "Just now, you swore that you would take revenge just as he did on you. But now, you're crying so miserably right after you turn around."

Jiang Ruolan paused for a moment before raising her hand and rubbing her eyes. She muttered in a shy tone, "Did you see everything?"

Xian Zihao didn't reply. He was looking at her. After a while, he said, "Sorry, Miss Jiang, I am not used to carrying handkerchiefs and tissues."

Jiang Ruolan pulled out a packet of tissue from her bag on the floor to wiped her tears. She took a deep breath before standing with the bag in her hand. She raised her eyebrow and looked at Xian Zihao.

"President Xian is so cold even when he's telling a joke."

Xian Zihao raised his eyebrows and walked towards the black Land Rover next to the road and said, "Come in. I'll take you home."

The car's price was neither expensive nor cheaper; the appearance was casual and low-key, just like Xian Zihao's noble and elegant temperament.

This was the first time she had met such a man who was satisfied with everything and did not show off his wealth and strength. Maybe this was what a true nobleman looks like.

"I'll take a taxi myself!" She did not hesitate to turn around and leave.

"Ling Feier's father is not a nobody. What will happen if the Ling Family targets you?" Xian Zihao did not stop her. His voice was as indifferent as ever.

Jiang Ruolan froze in her steps and turned around abruptly.

What kind of man was this Xian Zihao? It seemed as he was approachable, but at the same time, he made people tremble.

That's right, with Ling Fei'er's temper, she definitely would suffer a loss. How could Ling Fei'er let her have a good life? Furthermore, she had such strong backing!

Jiang Ruolan was too preoccupied with her sadness to think about the consequences, but Xian Zihao's next words sent chills down her spine.

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