To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

"What? He's not Jiang Zhe? How could that be? Lanlan said he is Jiang Zhe, her arranged marriage partner, how could she be wrong? If he's not Jiang Zhe, then who is he?"

"Heh, he's Jiang Zhe's younger brother, Jiang Jinhuan, the one who had a rumored affair with that Song family member. He's now the general manager of the Jiang Group!"

"Do you know him?"

"That's right, he's my sister Xiaoya's classmate. My Xiaoya has praised him to me quite a bit, so I naturally paid attention to him and even had someone investigate him."

No wonder Lanlan said he was outstanding; he's a top student at Jiangcheng University, a three-time scholarship recipient—how could he not be outstanding?

The group of girlfriends exchanged glances, their eyes filled with astonishment.

"So Lanlan really mistook someone for someone else? There's a big scoop here!"

"Should we remind Lanlan?" a close friend suddenly asked.

"Are you stupid? Lanlan clearly likes him. Are you sure Lanlan isn't doing this on purpose?"

"Wow—, Lanlan's methods are impressive!"

"Wouldn't you say Lanlan is an older woman dating a younger man?"

The girlfriends were taken aback, exchanged glances, and their eyes became playful. "Hehe, you know what, a difference of more than ten years, this really is an old cow eating young grass! But this young grass, let alone Lanlan, I'd be willing to eat it too!"

"Alright, stop being so frivolous. Let's pretend we don't know anything about this. As for the outcome, that's up to Lanlan's fate."

……

Leaving aside the conversation between Qin Lan's best friend and Qin Lan.

Jiang Jinhuan pulled Qin Lan to her villa.

Jiang Jinhuan turned his head and found that the woman was completely drunk and had fallen asleep leaning against the back of the chair.

He had no choice but to support her waist with one hand and carry her bag with the other, struggling to get her into the house.

The villa was large and exquisitely decorated, but it was deserted and lacked any human presence.

Jiang Jinhuan helped Qin Lan to the bedroom on the second floor and laid her on the bed.

As soon as Qin Lan touched the bed, she curled up like a lazy cat.

"Water...I want to drink water..." she murmured.

The outline of the entire body was now exposed to Jiang Jinhuan, making Jiang Jinhuan somewhat distracted.

There was no way around it; once he tasted the sweetness, he was no longer the same person he used to be. With experience, he couldn't control his desires anymore.

Jiang Jinhuan went downstairs to pour her a glass of water. When he returned to the bedroom, he found that Qin Lan had already taken off her coat, leaving her in only a thin undershirt.

His gaze lingered on her for a moment before quickly shifting away.

"Sister Lan, the water's here."

He helped Qin Lan up and held the water glass to her lips.

Qin Lan took two sips, then collapsed again.

This time, she fell into a deep sleep.

Jiang Jinhuan stood by the bed, looking at her peaceful sleeping face, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

He had only met Qin Lan twice, yet she dared to call him while drunk and ask him to come pick her up.

Is this trust, or what?

She seemed to trust herself a little too much.

Jiang Jinhuan scratched his head, preparing to leave.

Suddenly, Qin Lan, who was lying on the bed, gagged twice.

Jiang Jinhuan was startled and quickly brought the trash can to the bedside.

Sure enough, the next moment Qin Lan suddenly bent over and vomited.

Jiang Jinhuan quickly stepped forward, patted her back, and then poured her water again.

To prevent herself from choking to death, Jiang Jinhuan felt that he probably wouldn't be able to go back today.

"Fine, I'll be your protector today."

Jiang Jinhuan sat down on the chair by the bed, took out his phone and looked at it for a while, then leaned back in the chair and drifted off to sleep.

……

The next morning, Qin's mother arrived at Qin Lan's villa early in the morning.

She knew her daughter had gone out drinking last night and was a little worried, so she came to check on her.

After opening the door, Qin's mother changed her shoes and went upstairs.

As she passed the second-floor corridor, she habitually glanced down at the garage.

Then her eyes suddenly lit up.

In the garage, a low-key yet expensive luxury car is slowly driving out.

Through the car window, Qin's mother could vaguely see the profile of a young man.

"That's... Jiang Zhe?"

Qin's mother's heart started racing instantly.

She hurried to the window, wanting to get a better look, but the car had already driven out the gate, leaving only a blurry silhouette.

"Oh my god, did Jiang Zhe spend the night here last night?"

Qin's mother covered her mouth, her face full of surprise.

She turned and walked towards Qin Lan's bedroom, pushed open the door, and saw her daughter still fast asleep in bed, a satisfied smile on her face.

There was a faint smell of alcohol still lingering in the room, but other than that, there was nothing unusual.

Qin's mother looked around and noticed a man's jacket on the chair next to the bed.

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"That brat, she didn't even tell me."

Qin's mother tiptoed out of the room, went downstairs, and sat in the living room to wait.

The more she thought about it, the happier she became, and she couldn't stop smiling.

Over the years, her biggest worry has been her daughter's marriage.

Now things are great. My daughter has finally found someone she likes, and he even spent the night here, which means their relationship is going very well.

Does that mean the Qin family will soon be able to hold their grandson?

The more Qin's mother thought about it, the more excited she became.

"No, I have to tell Lao Qin this good news right away."

At the same time, Qin Lan finally woke up.

She opened her eyes, feeling a splitting headache and a dry mouth.

It took her a while to remember what had happened last night.

She had been drinking, called Jiang Jinhuan, and then he took her home.

"He...he slept here last night?"

Qin Lan sat up abruptly and looked around.

There was no one else in the room except her.

But on the chair next to the bed was a dark jacket.

Qin Lan picked up the jacket, hugged it to her chest, and couldn't help but smile.

"That idiot, he left without even taking his clothes."

She took a deep breath; her jacket had a faint, pleasant fragrance.

Qin Lan hugged her jacket and lay on the bed for a while before reluctantly getting up to wash up.

When she went downstairs, she found her mother sitting in the living room, looking at her with a meaningful expression.

"Mom, what brings you here?" Qin Lan asked, feeling a little guilty.

"Why am I here? I wouldn't have known my daughter had grown up so much if I hadn't come." Qin's mother smiled and patted the seat next to her. "Come and sit down."

Qin Lan walked over and sat down, her head down, not daring to look at her mother.

"Lanlan, tell Mom the truth, have you and Jiang Zhe already..." Qin's mother hesitated, her eyes full of expectation.

Qin Lan's face turned red instantly.

She knew her mother had misunderstood, but she didn't want to explain.

Because of that misunderstanding, she felt a sweet feeling in her heart, a kind of infatuation!

"Mom, please don't ask!" Qin Lan said shyly in a low voice.

Seeing this, Qin's mother laughed even more heartily.