Chapter 861: Chapter 862 Canât Wait Till Eighteen Chapter 861: Chapter 862 Canât Wait Till Eighteen She didnât know whether the Jiang family actually had any ties to that research institution, whether the old man had risen with the support of the Jiang family, and if he had remained closely connected to them afterwards.
If that institute was related to the Jiang family, then her death in her previous life certainly couldnât be said to be completely unrelated to them!
If that was really the case, she had even saved the daughter of the Jiang familyâŠ
For a moment, Chiang Xiaoâs feelings were extremely complex.
There was also one more thing, before Chu Liang agreed to help her, he had mentioned that he was also looking for someone for the Chief Alliance Officerâs Wife, at that time she had no idea these matters were connected, so she agreed without much thought.
But unexpectedly, the person Chu Liang was looking for turned out to be from the D State Jiang family!
Chiang Xiaoâs gaze drifted aimlessly, her memories entangled in her past life.
She didnât even notice when Meng Xinian came in.
âLittle?â
As soon as Meng Xinian arrived, he saw her in a daze, which seemed to be mingled with traces of hatred that had no place to rest.
His heart jolted with a shock, and he immediately grabbed her hand.
Chiang Xiao was still in her memories, and instinctively she flung his hand away with force.
âGet lostâŠâ
Her voice abruptly stopped, confronted with Meng Xinianâs shocked gaze.
Meng Xinian was naturally shocked, first because of Chiang Xiaoâs reaction, and second because of the look in her eyes at that moment.
If Chiang Xiaoâs usual demeanor was quite mature and composed, then her gaze now was extremely complex.
World-weary, pained, lonely, regretful, angry.
It was indescribable.
But Meng Xinian knew, this was definitely not the look of a fifteen-year-old girl.
Although that look changed after it fell upon him.
In a flash, Chiang Xiao was the same Chiang Xiao as always.
âIâm sorryâŠâ Chiang Xiao mumbled hoarsely, âJust nowâŠâ
Meng Xinian looked deeply at her, stood up, and took her into his arms, gently patting her back, and whispered in her ear, âLittle, you have me from now on, donât be afraid.â
Chiang Xiaoâs heart was fiercely touched at its most vulnerable spot.
Her throat tightened, her nose became sour, her eyes heated up, and tears slid down her cheeks.
âMeng Xinian, you, you wonât ask me?â
âWho says I wonât ask? Didnât I say? Youâll tell me everything on the day we report our marriage.â
He didnât believe everyone had to have their own secrets. Many pains cling to oneâs life precisely because they are secrets.
When they can be spoken out loud, they might not cause so much pain anymore.
Seeing Chiang Xiaoâs appearance just now, he felt that he needed to make her trust him enough to share her pain.
Chiang Xiao, warmed by his embrace, was pulled back to reality. After hearing his words, she couldnât help but laugh through her tears, âWhat if the person reporting marriage with you isnât me?â
âIn this life, if itâs not you, then itâs no one else.â Meng Xinian tightened his hold on her and then let go, looking down at her slightly red eyes, âChiang Xiaoxiao, just accept your fate, and donât think about running away.â
Chiang Xiaoâs eyes still glittered with tears, but the corners of her mouth had already curled up, âWhat if itâs you who wants to run away when the time comes?â
Meng Xinian kept his gaze fixed on her lips, âDonât make me kiss a girl whoâs just a few days shy of fifteen.â
âPfft!â
Chiang Xiao laughed out loud, then quickly covered her mouth and backed away two steps.
Meng Xinian sat back in the wheelchair, sighed, and said, âI promised to marry you at eighteen, but other things wonât wait until then.â
Well, maybe sixteen is fine?
Or maybe, fifteen is just right?