"Li'er".

Jiang Fan was the first to recover from his shock, and then signaled Jiang Ranli to put on his cloak.

Jiang Ranli understood that what she was wearing now must be too revealing in Yin'er's eyes, so she quickly grabbed her cloak and put it on.

Watching her interaction with Jiang Fan, Yinzhen clenched his hands into fists, and because he was squeezing too hard, the color of his fingers turned purple.

"Ninth Prince, this is my Jiang Mansion. Why are you here?" Jiang Fan walked slowly to a place not far from Yinzhen and asked.

Yin'er's eyes were fixed on Jiang Ranli, as if he didn't hear Jiang Fan's voice. Instead, he spoke word by word, "Anjia Qingwan, what exactly do you want?"

Yin'er's heart ached. Was he really that bad? Not as good as his fourth brother, nor as good as the man in front of him, Jiang Fan? What they could give, couldn't Aixinjueluo Yin'er give? Why did she betray him? Why did she choose to be with another man?

Jiang Ranli had already walked to Jiang Fan's side at this time. Looking at Yinlang who was so close and full of anger, her heart was extremely flustered.

"I...".

Just as she was about to speak, Yinzhen waved his sleeves and left, leaving her with only a lonely and vicissitudes of life back.

"Don't let him misunderstand, go after him quickly," Jiang Fan said to Jiang Ranli.

Hearing this, Jiang Ranli's hesitant and wavering heart became firmer. She was extremely panicked just now. Apart from not wanting Yinzhen to misunderstand her, she didn't know what to do at all.

Now, she knew what she needed to do. No matter how Yinzhen misunderstood her more than three years ago, she would never let him misunderstand her this time, because if she continued to misunderstand her like this, the distance between them would become farther and farther.

Jiang Ranli followed Yin'er's figure all the way out, and finally, she was getting closer and closer to the figure she had been thinking about for more than three years.

"Master Jiu..."

Hearing the voice from behind, Yin'er paused slightly, but when the scene of her and Jiang Fan together just now appeared in his mind, he continued to stride forward. He didn't know what to do with that woman.

Seeing that he had no intention of stopping, Jiang Ranli hurriedly caught up, "Yin'er..."

This time, she did not call him Master Jiu as usual, but called him by his name, a name deeply engraved in her heart.

Yin'er's feet felt like they were filled with lead and he could no longer move them at all. When the voice of "Yin'er" rang out, he knew he had been defeated.

Jiang Ranli came up to him and explained immediately, "Yin'er, it's not what you think. Afan and I..."

"Afan? Jiang Ranli, when have you ever called me like that?" Yin'er's eyes were filled with pain as he interrupted Jiang Ranli.

Looking at his eyes filled with pain and anger, Jiang Ranli's heart was clenched into a ball, and he quickly said, "Listen to me, it's not what you think, Jiang Fan is my elder brother..."

"Brother? Is this how you siblings get along?" Yin'er's heart ached so much that he lost his former wisdom, calmness and rationality. He tore off Jiang Ranli's cloak and pointed angrily at the one-shoulder dress she was wearing.

Jiang Ranli knew that this outfit would be extremely immoral in the eyes of Yin'er, so she couldn't let him misunderstand her.

"My real name is Jiang Ranli. I come from the world three hundred years from now. Three hundred years from now, people's clothing and appearance will be completely different from now. In summer, men can wear cooler clothes, and so can women. Although the dress I am wearing is not for everyday wear, it is also a common outfit. Jiang Fan and I are from three hundred years from now, so our relationship is not what you think."