Chapter 181 Company Members Confirm Jiang Ruan's Identity

Chapter 181 Company Members Confirm Jiang Ruan's Identity

Huo Zhizhou glanced at him.

Lin Feng pressed on, "Why aren't you saying anything?"

"I'm leaving now," Huo Zhizhou said to Jiang Ruan. "Call me anytime if you need anything later."

Jiang Ruan didn't answer him at all, and turned to walk inside.

She knew that this was Huo Zhizhou's deliberate act and indulgence; without his permission and indication, the housekeeper and Lin Feng would never have dared to say these things to him.

Since he wanted to present this kind of persona, she did as he wished.

“Miss Jiang.” The housekeeper walked in with a tablet and explained the rules to her, “In this house, apart from kicking the master out, you have 100% of the final say on everything else. If you and the master disagree on the same matter, your word will prevail.”

"But we can't kick him out?" Jiang Ruan asked.

Butler: "Yes."

Jiang Ruan spread her hands: "Give me all the keys to the master bedroom, as well as the spare master key."

The butler didn't hesitate for a moment: "Okay."

He knew that Miss Jiang wanted these two because she didn't want Mr. Jiang to enter the master bedroom, but everyone in Soft Garden could see that Mr. Jiang wanted to win Miss Jiang back, so they couldn't hold him back.

Who told you to be so confused before!

Jiang Ruan was stunned for a moment when she saw the key in her hand.

Unexpectedly, they actually gave it to me.

"If there's anything else, just tell me what to do next." The housekeeper had always liked Jiang Ruan, the mistress of the house, and naturally wanted them to reconcile.

Jiang Ruan said "okay" and went to the study.

For a while after that, she focused on painting, sometimes for an entire afternoon, and successfully earned a sum of money.

The phone buzzed twice.

It was a voice message from Huo Zhizhou: "Give me some time, I will gradually balance things out regarding Su Anran."

Jiang Ruan: [Wasn't she drunk to the point of unconsciousness?]

I received a call from him half an hour ago saying he was drunk and unconscious, but then I saw him come back in a car without any signs of intoxication. He doesn't even know how to make his acting more convincing.

"I wasn't drunk." Huo Zhizhou was honest about these things, his voice calm and slightly magnetic, "I was just using someone else's words to tell you how much I miss you."

Jiang Ruan: "..."

Jiang Ruan put down her phone and ignored him.

...

Huo Zhizhou returned early the next morning.

Knowing he would be back around that time, the housekeeper waited for him in the living room and subtly told him about what had happened during the day: "Miss Jiang took the key to the master bedroom and the master key. You will be sleeping in the guest room tonight."

Huo Zhizhou did not speak.

He strode upstairs.

When he reached the master bedroom door, he grasped the doorknob and opened the door. Just as he had imagined, she hadn't locked the door since he wasn't home that night.

He went to the next room to shower before entering the bedroom, where he embraced her from behind and fell asleep, just as he had done countless times before.

When Jiang Ruan woke up the next day and found him holding her, she felt no emotion. With the agreement from that night in place, even if she took the key, he could still come in by other means if he wanted to.

She suspected that there was another reason behind Sui Sui's actions.

But there's no guarantee he won't actually do something.

She threw back the covers and got up, but before she could even get out of bed, she was pulled back under the covers. The soft, husky voice whispered in her ear, "Ruan Ruan."

Jiang Ruan's body stiffened.

I was momentarily stunned by that extremely familiar voice.

Huo Zhizhou is good-looking and has a pleasant voice.

Every time he drawled out the tone when he called her "softly," it sounded just like a gentle breeze caressing the strings of a zither, melodious and pleasant.

"Sleep with me a little longer." Huo Zhizhou pressed her back against his chest. In the early morning, some things are always more vibrant than at night. "We haven't been intimate in a long time."

Jiang Ruan's body stiffened.

Huo Zhizhou kissed her ear, his hand slipping under the covers and caressing her waist through her pajamas.

Jiang Ruan suppressed her discomfort and asked calmly, "Is this fulfilling the agreement?"

Huo Zhizhou's hand on her waist didn't stop, and an ambiguous atmosphere lingered between them. His cool lips landed one kiss after another on her neck: "No, it's just marital intimacy."

"I don't want to." Jiang Ruan pushed his hand away and sat up.

My arms were empty.

Huo Zhizhou still carried her warmth and scent.

He slowly sat up, his fingertips, still bearing the traces of her touch, gently brushing the hair that had fallen around her ear: "If you don't want to, wait until you do. These things are only enjoyable when both parties are willing; otherwise, it's just one-sided torture."

Jiang Ruan avoided it.

Even now, though she hates what he did in the past, she can't ignore the good things about him.

Even if they eventually break up completely, those five years of happy and warm memories will be enough for her to remember for a lifetime.

The two didn't say much to each other for the rest of the day. Apart from eating and playing with Sui Sui, one spent most of the time working overtime and the other immersed in painting to earn money.

After what happened last time, Huo Zhizhou stopped interfering with her hobbies.

She loves to paint flowers; if she stops painting, he'll support her.

Monday arrived in the blink of an eye.

Huo Zhizhou was going to Huo's Group for a very important meeting. After dropping Jiang Ruan off downstairs at Yuan Yi's place, he left, leaving the meeting at Yuan Yi's place to be chaired by Director Luo.

Jiang Ruan had barely arrived at the company and hadn't even reached her workstation when she saw the people who had arrived before her looking in her direction, muttering, "You're here!"

"Jiang Ruan, have you had breakfast? Would you like some cake?"

"Do you prefer coffee or plain water in the morning? I'll get you some."

"Isn't President Huo here?"

The group chatted back and forth, each taking turns speaking.

Jiang Ruan knew they knew about her relationship with Huo Zhizhou; Bai Jian had told her about it in a message when she returned on Friday.

She responded to their enthusiasm in the same indifferent way as always, polite yet distant: "Thank you for eating. I'll pick you up myself later."

As for Huo Zhizhou...

She's just an employee at the company; there's no need for her to talk about it too much.

"I never knew you and Mr. Huo were husband and wife before." Someone probed, knowing that even after hearing so much, they still felt something was amiss until they heard it from Jiang Ruan. "Did you hide your identity to experience the life of an ordinary worker?"

Jiang Ruan paused in her action of putting down the bag.

Just as I imagined.

These are the kinds of comments that follow once the relationship is exposed.

"How do you feel? Is it the same as you imagined?"

"Mr. Huo is such a nice guy, he even played along with your act!"

"If you need anything in the future, just let us know, and we'll take care of it for you perfectly."

"I'm not here to experience life." Jiang Ruan put her bag down and turned on her computer, the whole process was pretty much the same as usual. "I'm just here to work and earn money, just like you guys."

Everyone clearly didn't believe it.

These wealthy wives, who still lives the life of a working-class person?

Isn't this just asking for trouble?

He thought this to himself, but outwardly he agreed with her, after all, she was the wife of a big shot in the top circle: "I understand, I understand, I'm bored at home, so I came out to earn some extra money."

Jiang swallowed back the words that were about to come out.

never mind.

No amount of explanation will help.

She entered her password and turned on her computer. As soon as she opened the software, she saw Su Anran walking towards her in a bright outfit, greeting the people who had already arrived warmly: "Good morning, it's been a while, have you missed me?"