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

Warm sunlight streamed in through the window.

Jiang Jinhuan pushed Qin Lan to the window to bask in the sun.

Qin Lan squinted her eyes, looking completely relaxed, like a docile kitten.

Jiang Jinhuan looked out the window at the scenery, his face somewhat dazed.

New Year approached.

My grandparents have both passed away, and there's nothing left in the village worth staying for.

However, his parents' home couldn't accept him, and he left with nothing.

Jiang Zhe is now in prison.

His own parents probably wouldn't treat him well either.

He knew all too well how much Jiang Zhe meant to his parents.

He has always been the one who is dispensable.

He has been staying at the Qin family's residence these past few days, but his own parents have not come to visit.

However, once he leaves the Qin family, his parents will inevitably look for him and ask him to plead with the Qin family on Jiang Zhe's behalf.

But he didn't want to do that, so he hasn't answered any of his parents' calls these past few days.

But he knew he couldn't hide from this for long.

He is still the general manager of the Jiang Group, and he will always go to the Jiang Group.

He shook his head, deciding to stop thinking about it. At least he wouldn't make things difficult for himself before the new year.

He still wants to go back to his hometown for the Chinese New Year to visit his grandparents' graves; he misses his grandmother.

"Sister Lan, the company is closed for the holiday today, so I need to ask you for a few days off!"

Sitting in her wheelchair, Qin Lan heard Jiang Jinhuan say he needed to take leave, and her fingers unconsciously tightened around the armrests.

"Taking leave? You...where are you going?"

Her voice sounded flustered.

Jiang Jinhuan looked at Qin Lan, who seemed a little anxious, and said, "Sister Lan, the New Year is almost here, and it's not appropriate for me to stay here. I'll go back for a few days and come back on the fifth day of the New Year."

His relationship with Qin Lan is indeed quite awkward right now.

Although he still lives here, his relationship with Qin Lan is not that of husband and wife.

There's no reason why we shouldn't go home for the New Year.

Although Qin Lan had already started preparing things for him for the New Year.

Seeing Qin Lan's reluctant gaze, and then looking at Qin Lan's legs that were still unable to move.

Jiang Jinhuan finally softened: "Why don't you visit Grandma and then rush back as soon as possible!"

"grandmother?"

Jiang Jin Huan said, "Yes, I want to go visit my grandmother's grave. I miss her!"

"Then shall I go with you?"

Jiang Jinhuan paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, it's quite a long way. The village is not like the city; there are too many inconveniences. Besides, it wouldn't be appropriate if you weren't home for the New Year!"

Qin Lan has more important things to do!

As the family grows larger, the rituals and customs during festivals also become more elaborate, and Qin Lan has to handle some matters personally.

You have to understand that the Qin family is different from ordinary families. These days, he has been helping to manage the Qin family's businesses, so he naturally knows some things.

The Qin family is more like a gang, and they take rules very seriously.

Especially during holidays and festivals.

As the head of the Qin family, Qin Lan has to handle some things personally.

Otherwise, it would be against the rules, and that would be a very serious matter.

Now that the Qin family has no male heirs, Qin Lan cannot afford to relax her vigilance, otherwise it will only cause greater chaos.

As expected, upon hearing Jiang Jinhuan's words, Qin Lan, though reluctant, ultimately did not insist.

She was, after all, a daughter of the Qin family, and had no choice in the matter.

He pushed Qin Lan out of the office and put her in the car.

The driver was already waiting at the door. He saw Jiang Jinhuan carry Qin Lan into the back seat and close the car door.

"Sister Lan, I'll be going now. Send me a message when you arrive."

Qin Lan looked at him through the car window, bit her lip, and finally only said, "Be careful on the road."

The car slowly drove away. Qin Lan looked through the rearview mirror and watched Jiang Jinhuan's figure grow smaller and smaller until it disappeared around the corner.

She leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes, and seemed to have lost all her energy, as if something important had been taken away from her.

When the car arrived at the villa, Qin Lan's wheelchair was already prepared.

She was pushed into the house by the nanny. When Qin's mother saw her daughter with her head hanging down, she couldn't help but sigh.

"What? Jin Huan left?"

Qin Lan gave a muffled "hmm".

"Did he say when he'd be back?"

"I told him to focus on his own things and not worry about me! I didn't want him to feel like I was restricting him, but..."

Qin's mother walked up to her daughter, knelt down, and looked at her: "Lanlan, you..."

Qin Lan looked up and saw her mother's concerned gaze; her eyes suddenly welled up with tears.

"Mom, I...I really like him."

Qin's mother's heart skipped a beat.

She had known for a long time that her daughter was interested in this young man, but she never expected it to be to this extent.

They'd only been apart for a few minutes, and my daughter was already so distraught, like she'd lost her soul.

"Lanlan, let me tell you, liking someone is a good thing, but you can't tie your whole life to them. You need to have your own life, your own circle of friends, and your own things to do."

"I know... but I just can't control myself." Qin Lan lowered her head, her voice growing softer and softer. "When he's not around, I always feel like nothing I do is meaningful."

Looking at her daughter like this, Qin's mother felt both gratified and heartbroken.

I'm relieved that my daughter has finally emerged from the shadows of the past and is willing to love someone again.

What pains me is that this love is too intense and overwhelming; if anything goes wrong, my daughter might not be able to handle it.

"Alright, alright, Mom won't say anymore. It's just a matter of a few days," Qin's mother stood up, patted her daughter's shoulder, "He'll definitely be back after the New Year!"

Qin Lan forced a smile and nodded.

……

Meanwhile, Jiang Jinhuan returned to Luo Qingyi's residence.

As soon as he entered, Luo Qingyi poked her head out from the kitchen, a smile on her face: "You're back? Quickly wash your hands and eat. I made your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs."

Jiang Jinhuan changed his shoes and walked into the kitchen. Looking at Luo Qingyi, who was busy at the stove wearing an apron, a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

This woman is always like this. No matter what he does, where he goes, or who he is with, she never asks, makes a fuss, or argues. She just quietly cooks dinner at home and waits for him to come home.

"Qingyi, let me help you." Jiang Jinhuan walked over and tried to take the spatula from her hand.

"No need, no need, go wash your hands, it'll be done soon." Luo Qingyi pushed him away, her tone carrying a hint of reproach.

Jiang Jinhuan smiled, turned around and went to the restroom.

At the dinner table, the two sat facing each other, the food steaming, the sky outside the window had darkened, and the streetlights were on, casting a warm yellow glow.

"Qingyi, there's something I need to tell you." Jiang Jinhuan put down his chopsticks, his expression somewhat hesitant.

Luo Qingyi looked up at him: "What is it?"

"I'm going back to my hometown. Chinese New Year is coming soon, and I want to visit my grandparents' graves!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Qingyi reached out and grasped Jiang Jinhuan's hand, "I'll stay with you!"

Seeing the warm, smooth hand covering his own, Jiang Jinhuan was moved and returned the gesture, grasping Luo Qingyi's hand in return. "Okay, thank you, Qingyi!"

A blush rose on Luo Qingyi's beautiful cheeks: "Why are you thanking me?"

Luo Qingyi's beautiful eyes held a tenderness within them.

At this moment, Luo Qingyi was graceful and charming, and her perfectly curvaceous figure became even more proud because of the scarf.

Jiang Jin Huan found his mouth and throat to be dry.

He gently stroked Luo Qingyi's hand, as if he were touching a rare treasure.

Luo Qingyi felt the warmth of her hands and felt a tingling sensation all over her body.

Although they had already had more intimate contact, she still couldn't resist Jiang Jinhuan's gentle caresses.

This feeling that made her fall into despair drove her to a state of frenzy and intoxication.

She didn't want to think at all, letting the other party take whatever they wanted from her, and she didn't want to put up even the slightest resistance.

"Jin Huan, how can I live without you!" she murmured before falling into a deep sleep.