Zhan Xiaohan knew she wasn't Jiang Ruan, and immediately, his attitude toward her did a complete one-eighty.
A year ago... Jiang Ruan had already been buried.
Nobody could ever replace her.
Jiang Ruan turned her face away, dodging his fingers, and here she was in the wilderness without her mobile phone.
Otherwise, she definitely wouldn't have gotten into his car again!
"Mr. Zhan, I've seen the Capital City gossip, Jiang Yuning's face also resembles mine; if you truly cherish the woman who died, why not just treat Jiang Yuning as your substitute!"
The woman who died?
Who could compare to his beloved Little Ruan? The only way Jiang Yuning could preserve the Jiang family was to bring Jiang Ruan back from the dead!
Anger surged in Zhan Xiaohan's eyes.
Every time someone mentioned her death, he couldn't contain his towering rage.
Jiang Ruan's wrist was viciously gripped by the man, Zhan Xiaohan's eyes bloodshot as he leaned in close to hers.