Chapter 251 - Xian Family’s Heirloom

Zhan An hurriedly looked at the servant. A few servants quickly helped Cui Liuxian get up to her room. Cui Liuxian did not fight, she just looked at the Old Man pitifully.

"Reflect on it. If you still did not realize your mistake, I, your grandfather, will not be able to save you!" The Old Man did not look at her but said with a cold expression.

Cui Liuxian bit her lips and lowered her head.

"Grandfather, are you alright?" Xian Guiying poured a glass of water and said, "Come, drink some water and suppress your anger. You're already so old, why are you so angry? Isn't this scary!?"

The Old Man stroked his chest as he glared at her. "You damned girl. Don't try to act good here."

Xian Guiying stuck out her tongue.

"Spoiled girl, let's go to the study room." The Old Man paused, then suddenly put his hand on Jiang Ruolan's arm, meaning for her to help him.

Jiang Ruolan was stunned for a moment. She thought she had done nothing wrong, so why should she stand like a soldier again, but since the Old Man had already asked her to support him, she did not say anything and obediently helped him up the stairs.

The Old Man didn't speak as they entered the study. Jiang Ruolan stood upright in front of the desk, staring at the Old Man's demeanor and actions.

The Old Man walked to the bookcase and took out a wooden box. Then he opened it and took out an old-fashioned Chinese pipe with emerald green jade. The item looked very high quality. The Old Man patted it with his hand gently." Aiya, many years have passed."

"Although the Xian Family has grown over several generations, our generation has experienced a lot of haste. We have not even been able to find the items that were originally in our clan, let alone the family heritage, but this pipe is something my grandfather left to me. It has been over a hundred years, and this is not a good thing, but it is also the closest thing this Old Man has ever had." With that, the Old Man put the pipe back into the box and pushed the box forward. "Although this thing isn't a treasure, I've never shown it to anyone before. Spoiled girl, whether I accept you or not, you're a smart person. I don't need to say it clearly."

"Grandfather, since it's your personal item, how could I possibly accept it?" Jiang Ruolan understood the meaning behind the Old Man's words. Of course, seeing the Old Man's attitude towards her during the day, she knew that he had accepted her.

No matter if it was because of the child or for other reasons, it didn't matter anymore. Jiang Ruolan had never expected herself to be liked by everyone.

She quickly pushed the box back. "I'm just pregnant, so there's no need for grandpa to be like this. I understand a lot of things. Grandpa, your heart is just like a mirror, brighter than anyone else. To me, as long as my entire family can be at peace with one another, that would be the greatest happiness. Grandpa's acknowledgement would also be the greatest reward for me."

The Old Man sat down and looked at Jiang Ruolan's sincere expression for a moment. He then looked at the pipe in the box and suddenly said, "This pipe holder is the Xian Family's heirloom. If I passed it down to my great-grandson, is that okay?"

Jiang Ruolan's mouth twitched as she chuckled, "Grandfather, you can do whatever you want."

"But I'm afraid that my future great-grandchildren will laugh at me." The Old Man stroked his chin, feeling quite annoyed.

Jiang Ruolan just chuckled and didn't say anything but in her heart, she silently cursed. 'If your descendants knew that they had an ancestor that was currently considering this issue, they would definitely vomit blood.'

"Then it won't be passed on." The Old Man muttered to himself, "Indeed, I can not give it to them." As he spoke, he put the box back on the bookshelf. He seemed reluctant to part with it.

Jiang Ruolan was unable to describe her current feelings. She had a nagging feeling that this Old Man was in a dilemma. It seemed like the Old Man lacked love. In the future, she should show more filial piety towards him.

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Before going to bed, Jiang Ruolan went to retake a shower. When she came out, Xian Zihao had fallen asleep. She smiled and walked over to the bed, looking at his sleeping face before lowering her head like a prankster and biting his neck.

Xian Zihao winced in pain and his brow furrowed. Without Jiang Ruolan noticed, his hand slowly went around her waist and he immediately rolled her around onto the bed. Xian Zihao pressed down her body as he viciously said, "How dare you bite me! You must be tired of living!"

"CEO Xian is a loving and generous person. This humble woman knows her mistake and wants to ask for your forgiveness. Your Majesty wouldn't care about this smallest thing, right? Please forgive me!" Jiang Ruolan gladly raised both her hands to surrender.

"If I don't forgive you, what can you do?" Xian Zihao raised his eyebrows and caressed Jiang Ruolan's lower abdomen. He was purposely using his fingers to caress her waist, causing her to feel itchy.

"Ah, don't tickle me! Haha ~" Jiang Ruolan couldn't take it anymore and started to laugh out loud while wriggling around under his body. "Don't touch it. It's itchy to death. I was wrong. I was really wrong. I didn't think that you hadn't fallen asleep yet, how can you be like this? Haha! You are too narrow-minded! Stop it! Ahaha …"

Jiang Ruolan couldn't stand the itchiness and twisted around under Xian Zihao until he moved his hand away. 

Jiang Ruolan raised her hand to wipe away the tears from her eyes as she looked up at Xian Zihao. His eyes were dark as he stared at her. She paused, remembering that she was pregnant. Both of their actions just now were so ambiguous.

Jiang Ruolan hurriedly put her hand on his chest, cleared her throat, and coughed. "Cough, Zihao."

Xian Zihao lifted his hand and caressed her face. His warm fingers gently caressed her cheek, causing ripples to form in her heart. 

"Zihao, when Dr. Li came to see Guiying this afternoon…" Under such a tender embrace, Jiang Ruolan suddenly thought of Xian Guiying's problem and she couldn't help but open her mouth to ask.

Xian Zihao gently pulled Jiang Ruolan's hand down and kissed her fingers. He said softly, "I already know."

"You know? Then Guiying, she …" Jiang Ruolan frowned.

"She wouldn't tell me who the child's father is, even if I beat her to death. I can't force her, but I'll investigate it as soon as possible, then make another plan."

Jiang Ruolan remembered that she had suspected Qin Gengxin before, but she wasn't too sure if Qin Gengxin was really such a person. However, he was the one most likely to be the one, and of course, it wasn't convenient for her to say what she had guessed, so she could only say, "So, you don't intend to let your family know about it at the moment?"

"Now is not the time to tell them. I know my limits. When something like this happens to my sister, I have to investigate it thoroughly."

At first, Jiang Ruolan feared Xian Zihao would get angry when he found out that Xian Guiying was pregnant, but she was wrong. Although Xian Zihao was a serious person, he will always consider things from Xian Guiying's perspective first.

No matter whether as a brother or a husband, Xian Zihao will always be considerate and rational. This really made Jiang Ruolan unable to tell if she was supposed to love him or hated him. Someone who was too perfect was terrifying.

"Zihao, the last time I tried on a wedding dress chosen by mom, the abdomen side was a little tight, and right now, I can't wear a tight dress. Although my stomach is still not showing, it's still not good for our baby. Tomorrow, when we return, should we ask the designer to redesign the dress?"

"Should we choose another dress?"

"No need. The one mom choose is also good. It was simple, just like I preferred." Jiang Ruolan laughed softly.

"Alright then. I will tell the designer to make a slight change tomorrow."

"I wonder if changing the style of the wedding dress at the last moment will make an impact? Seeing that the wedding is only a few days away, I wonder if they are willing to do it?"

"Don't worry." Xian Zihao kissed Jiang Ruolan on the tip of her nose, his eyes still deep and dark. His lips were just a thin line away from hers. Jiang Ruolan blinked as she looked at the fire in his eyes. She quickly said, "Zihao, I'm pregnant."

Her voice made Xian Zihao pause for a moment. There was a hint of fear and amusement in his eyes, but also a hint of temptation. Jiang Ruolan felt that every inch of her body was burning with heat. Only when she was almost overwhelmed by the fiery hot kiss, did he let her go.

With a soft, hoarse laugh, Xian Zihao moved away from her and laid down beside her. Xian Zihao pulled Jiang Ruolan into his embrace and held her tightly. He whispered hoarsely in her ear, "There are still nine more months. I'm going to die."