Chapter 29: Shen Xichuan is Xu Jialan's light, but also her reverse scale

Song Zhiya looked at Xu Jialan's left hand without any concealment and sneered.

"It seems like the husband you married isn't that great. He couldn't even afford to buy you a ring."

Gu Ziwei frowned, his expression somewhat unsightly, "Zhiya, that's enough, Jialan is your junior sister."

Song Zhiya was angered by these two words.

She raised her hand and overturned the folder next to her, and the papers inside scattered all over the floor. She stood up and pointed at Xu Jialan next to her.

"I don't have any junior sister. How can Xu Jialan be qualified to be my junior sister?"

Xu Jialan, who had originally had a calm expression, had a darkening look in his eyes when Song Zhiya mentioned Shen Xichuan.

She stood up with the document in her hand, a rare hint of coldness in her beautiful eyes.

"It's not your turn to judge my husband. You don't deserve it."

Shen Xichuan is Xu Jialan's light, but also her reverse scale.

No one can touch it.

Xu Jialan took a step forward and stared into her eyes. "Also, I don't really want to admit that you are my senior sister."

Song Zhiya met Xu Jialan's eyes. For some reason, she felt a little suffocated and subconsciously took half a step back.

In all these years, she had never seen Xu Jialan like this.

Before this, no matter what she said or did, Xu Jialan remained indifferent, and Song Zhiya was used to it.

But I didn't expect that this time, her reaction would be so big.

Song Zhiya looked away with lingering fear, but couldn't help but say something out of habit, "Tsk, he's just a firefighter, only you like him..."

Before she could finish her words, Gu Ziwei interrupted her and said sternly, "Zhiya, if you continue like this, I will tell Master."

Xu Jialan also said, "Yes, I just like him."

She continued to take a few steps forward, approaching Song Zhiya, her eyes filled with coldness, "Then I wish you here, if you encounter anything next time, I hope you will be strong enough and don't cry and shout for firefighters to save you, because you don't deserve it."

Whether it is a firefighter or Shen Xichuan, they are sacred and untouchable to Xu Jialan.

"You..." Song Zhiya was angry.

Xu Jialan retracted his gaze and turned to Gu Ziwei, "Senior Brother, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Gu Ziwei breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "Okay, go ahead and do your work. If you need anything, feel free to contact me."

Xu Jialan nodded, took the document, completely ignored Song Zhiya, and left the Medical Association.

She returned to the car, closed her eyes, put the things in her hands on the passenger seat, and took out her cell phone.

I sent that message to Shen Xichuan in the morning, but he hasn’t replied until now.

Xu Jialan slowly tightened his fingers.

She stared at the chat page with Shen Xichuan for a long time.

After a while, Xu Jialan turned off his cell phone, put it aside, started the car, and drove away from the Medical Association.

…

Shen Xichuan didn’t expect that he would be away for so long this time.

I originally thought that I could go back in the evening to have dinner with Xu Jialan and then come back to the team.

But I didn't expect so many unexpected situations to happen.

By the time everything was over, it was already five days later.

It just so happens that this day is the weekend.

Shen Xichuan took out his mobile phone from the cabinet and just turned it on.

He has been so busy these days that he has no time to look at his phone.

I don’t know if Xu Jialan sent him a message.

Captain Fan just opened the door of his dormitory and walked in.

Shen Xichuan pinched his eyebrows, leaned against the cabinet, and looked over, “Is there another emergency?”

Captain Fan looked at him like this and raised his eyebrows. "No, even if there is, I will arrange for someone else to go. Don't worry."

Shen Xichuan glanced at him, his phone vibrating wildly.

I haven't opened it for a few days and a lot of messages popped up.

"Then why did you come to see me?"

He lowered his head and opened WeChat while speaking.

Captain Fan approached and patted his shoulder. "There's a training session coming up soon, as you should know. I'm interested in you, so..."

The message has been updated.

Shen Xichuan swiped through the unread messages, looking for that familiar avatar.

He paused slightly, his fingertips just stopping on Xu Jialan's portrait, and clicked on it.

The man looked up and raised his eyebrows slightly, "You want me to be your instructor?"

"How is it? Is it okay?" asked Captain Fan.

Shen Xichuan lowered his eyes and glanced at the unread messages. There were not many messages, only two or three.

There was only one message on the first day, and after two days, there was one message every day.

He curled his lips slightly, "It's not impossible."

Shen Xichuan looked at Captain Fan and said nothing.

Captain Fan is so familiar with him that he can guess what he is thinking with just one glance.

He waved his hand. "During this period, you're allowed to go home and stay, and you'll get off work at a fixed time every day. How's that? Are you satisfied?"

When Shen Xichuan heard this, the corners of his mouth raised a nice arc, and he chuckled, “Okay, I’m quite satisfied.”

Captain Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, this ancestor was satisfied.

Shen Xichuan turned around, took the car keys from the cabinet, and closed the cabinet door.

"Today is the weekend, I'm taking a break, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Captain Fan: “…”

He looked at Shen Xichuan speechlessly, "Why haven't I seen you so active about taking a vacation and resting before? Don't you want to live in the team?"

Shen Xichuan raised his eyebrows as a matter of course, “That’s because I was a loner before, but not now.”

Captain Fan didn't want to talk to him.

"Get out of here now."

Shen Xichuan smiled and said, "As you wish."

He held his cell phone in one hand and his car keys in the other, and left the dormitory without looking back.

Captain Fan looked at his back and couldn't help but laugh and scold, "Stinky boy."

…

Star Lake Bay.

Xu Jialan worked on the investment project until midnight.

She curled up on the sofa in the living room and fell asleep with her head tilted.

There is also a computer and a pile of data next to it.

The door lock clicked softly.

Shen Xichuan saw this scene when he opened the door.

He was stunned for a few seconds, then he slowed down his movements, closed the door, put on his slippers, and walked to the sofa.

He lowered his head and glanced at the information.

They are all medical terms and are very complicated.

What other formula is there?

There was actually information about Nancheng Enterprise in the corner.

He didn't look at it for long, his eyes fell on Xu Jialan.

Xu Jialan tilted his head and leaned on the pillow beside him, his face slightly deformed.

The long, smooth hair was scattered messily behind her head and on both sides of her cheeks.

Shen Xichuan reached out and gently held her hand, which was a little cold.

No need to guess, he probably slept on the sofa all night.

The man frowned, bent down, and picked her up sideways.

Xu Jialan leaned on his shoulder and neck.

Perhaps she smelled a familiar scent, she rubbed it and slept even more soundly.

Shen Xichuan paused slightly and looked down at her.

She rested her head on his shoulder, and the friction between her hair and skin brought a bit of itchiness.

Seeing that she didn’t wake up and was sleeping soundly, Shen Xichuan shook his head helplessly.

He walked steadily into the master bedroom, holding Xu Jialan in his arms and put her down.

She also considerately covered me with the quilt and adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner before leaving the bedroom.