The atmosphere in the private room was tense.

Jiang Yanci stood under the warm yellow light, his handsome profile outlined by the halo of light, making him appear almost gentle and harmless.

Su Mei felt a chill run down her spine.

She awkwardly released her fingertips from Ruan Yang's forehead.

"...Yan Ci, what brings you here?"

Jiang Yanci raised his eyes. "I heard Auntie is going to arrange a blind date for Yangyang?"

Su Mei swallowed hard. "Yes, I saw Xiao Zhu's post on WeChat Moments and thought that since the marriage between our two families was called off, I was planning to find Yangyang a good family to marry into."

Jiang Yanci interrupted, his voice cold and weary.

"Even if Yangyang and Xiaozhuo's marriage doesn't go through, she is still my sister, Jiang Yanci's sister. She has no right to marry an old man in his forties or fifties."

Su Mei was somewhat embarrassed.

"...Yan Ci, you've wronged your aunt! Daughters grow up and leave home; keeping them around only breeds resentment. Mr. Qian is older and kind; he was chosen by Yangyang's father and me after careful consideration."

Jiang Yanci looked at Su Mei's snobbish face with a half-smile.

"Since Mr. Qian is such a kind person, why don't I personally act as matchmaker and help Mr. Qian and Ruan Mingzhu arrange this marriage?"

Ruan Mingzhu, the fake heiress of the Ruan family.

Su Mei panicked, "How can that be!"

Jiang Yanci's eyebrows twitched, and the smile finally vanished.

"It seems that Aunt Su also knows that this is not a good marriage."

Su Mei's lips moved, and after a long while, she managed to squeeze out a sentence: "...I was just worried and confused. Seeing that Yangyang and the second young master broke up, I was afraid that Yangyang would not be able to get married."

Jiang Yanci interrupted, "Yangyang will not be unable to get married, and the Ruan family need not worry about her marriage. I will take care of it myself."

Ruan Yang stood beside her brother, looking up at his clear, sharp jawline, her heart pounding.

Does my brother mean... that he should personally introduce her to potential marriage partners?

That was truly—

Very good!

Birds of a feather flock together; my brother's friends must be just like him—all very good people.

A silence fell over the room.

Su Mei's face turned deathly pale.

She knew all too well the significance of the young man in front of her.

Everyone in Beijing and Hong Kong knows Jiang Yanci; he has a compassionate appearance, but his methods are ruthless.

Seven years ago, the Jiang family was in turmoil, and many people were waiting to get a piece of the pie. But those wolves who were once so aggressive are now either insane, crippled, or dead.

No one can say for sure how Jiang Yanci managed to do it.

Even after the prosecutor's office delivered the summons three times, they were all left empty-handed.

Su Mei never expected that this aloof and cold-faced man would care so much about Ruan Yang.

Su Mei was both afraid and unwilling.

Why can Ruan Yang do it, but Mingzhu can't?

Mingzhu was much more obedient than Ruan Yang.

If only Mingzhu could marry Jiang Yanci—

Su Mei's eyes lit up, and she said with a smile, "Yangyang, Mom was wrong. You must be feeling bad after breaking up with Jiang Zhuo. How about this, Yangyang, Mom will have Mingzhu stay with you at the Jiang residence for a while, what do you think?"

Ruan Yang shook her head, "No need."

Su Mei wiped away her tears, "My child, are you still upset that Mingzhu took your status as a rich girl for twelve years? You can't blame Mingzhu, she's innocent. Besides, Mingzhu is lively, and talking to her keeps you company."

"Does your auntie enjoy lively gatherings?"

Jiang Yanci interrupted her, raising an eyebrow slightly.

Su Mei's heart skipped a beat, and she knew something was wrong.

Jiang Yanci smirked, "A friend recently gifted me a few chickens, and they're quite good quality. I'll have someone deliver them to the Ruan family to celebrate with Uncle and Aunt."

Su Mei felt a chill run down her spine.

...What chicken? Is this serious?

The warm light from the crystal chandelier bathed Ruan Yang's fluffy hair in a soft glow, and her grape-like eyes widened as if she were pondering what kind of chicken it was.

Jiang Yanci stopped Su Mei from standing frozen in place and took Ruan Yang's hand.

"Let's go eat."

Ruan Yang was a little stunned, and followed closely behind, but she didn't know who to give the Indian God Oil in her palm to, so she could only hide it quietly.

The two of them went to a different restaurant.

After the meal, Jiang Yanci led his people to the mall.

The sales staff in the store greeted Ruan Yang with a warm smile.

"Miss Ruan, we've received a new shipment. Would you like to take a look?"

"No need to look anymore." Jiang Yanci took out his black card and said calmly, "I've bought them all."

The entire audience was stunned for a moment.

Ruan Yang quickly shook her head, "No, no, no, not so much."

Jiang Yanci was amused by her appearance. "Why are you stuttering like this?"

Ruan Yang blushed. "I don't want to buy a bag anymore."

Why?

"because……"

She wasn't Jiang Zhuo's savior, and she didn't deserve her brother's kindness.

Ruan Yang dared not confess now, for fear of being sent to Africa.

She whispered, "I'm happy just having my brother with me."

The saleswoman, with a knowing smile, said, "We just received some new couple rings. Would you two like to try them on?"

Ruan Yang immediately explained, "...He is my brother."

The saleswoman was taken aback.

She had never seen siblings so inseparable.

But being a professional, she realized her mistake and, not wanting to embarrass the customer, smiled and said, "Brothers and sisters can wear them too."

"Let's take a look," Jiang Yanci said decisively.

In the end, the bag was bought, and the ring was bought too.

Ruan Yang was a little embarrassed.

I wasn't planning on buying them, but I couldn't resist when I saw them.

The main thing is that this ring is really beautiful.

It looks even better on her hand, like it's written with her name.

Once back in the car, Ruan Yang realized something was amiss.

She wanted to take it off.

"Wear it," Jiang Yanci said.

Ruan Yang shook her head. "What brother and sister wear matching rings? The saleswoman must be making this up to sell more products."

"Yeah?"

"right."

To prove the saleswoman was lying, Ruan Yang even asked Doubao, "Doubao, Doubao, can siblings wear matching rings?"

Doubao: "Of course you can. Family ties are equally precious and don't need to be defined by outsiders."

Ruan Yang: "..."

Jiang Yanci smiled and said, "If you're worried about misunderstandings, I'll take it off."

"……No."

Ruan Yang believes in AI, saying, "If Doubao says it's okay, then it should be okay. Besides, my brother's hands are beautiful, and it looks even better with it on."

Little did she know, all it took was one more question from Doubao: "Really?"

Doubao replied:

"I will tell you in the most straightforward, direct, unambiguous, objective, and correct way: No! Siblings cannot wear matching rings!"

The car started.

Jiang Yanci glanced at her. "Is there anything else you want?"

Ruan Yang buried her face in her collar, clutching her overflowing spoils, and shook her head, saying, "That's all."

She was very content.

But there's also a bit of worry.

Her brother was too good to her.

She's become so good to her that her standards for choosing a marriage partner have risen.

Bags worth hundreds of thousands of yuan, bought on a whim.

If Jiang Yanci treated her so well, why would he send her to Africa?

Ruan Yang was completely baffled and sighed, "I wish I were my brother's biological sister."

Jiang Yanci tilted his head. "What do you mean?"

"Then I can stay by my brother's side and never get married."

Jiang Yanci's eyes narrowed slightly.

After a moment, he regained his usual expression, his tone revealing no emotion, "You really don't want to marry Jiang Zhuo?"

Ruan Yang's eyelashes drooped. "He kissed someone else."

Jiang Yanci did not respond.

Ruan Yang waited a few seconds, then finally couldn't help but look up.

Slow and steady wins the race; haste makes waste.

Thinking about being sent to Africa, she needs to get married quickly to escape the villainous second female lead character.

She asked expectantly, "Brother, you said in the private room that you would help me find a marriage partner, is that true?"

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