The boss of a wealthy family is too clingy, and the beautiful secretary wants to quit

Jiang Huai's short hair can be cleaned by just rinsing it with water for a while.

It was Jiang Huainian's turn to wash An Ran's hair. Her hair was straight and long, flowing down like a black waterfall, exuding a faint fragrance.

He rubbed it gently, and the foam slowly spread among her hair.

An Ran closed her eyes, and the scene of Jiang Huainian washing her underwear emerged in her mind. The pampered Young Master Jiang was now washing her hair so attentively. This contrast made her feel sweet and warm.

After washing her hair, Jiang Huainian gently wrapped An Ran's hair with a soft towel and then helped her rinse her body.

After changing into pajamas, An Ran sat in front of the dressing table. Jiang Huainian stood behind her, picked up the hair dryer and started to blow her hair.

He adjusted the temperature and wind speed of the hair dryer and gently combed her long hair.

An Ran looked at him in the mirror and couldn't help but smile: "You are becoming more and more like a real man, Young Master."

Jiang Huainian's lips curled up into a smile, and he responded in a serious tone: "Of course not. In order to keep me as your distinguished guest, you must improve your skills."

An Ran turned to look at him, "So, should I give you a tip to thank you for your attentive service?"

Jiang Huaian nodded seriously: "That's great, it would be best if you can give me a substantial reward, such as..."

An Ran said, "I have to go to work tomorrow."

Jiang Huai Nian turned off the hair dryer, kissed the top of her hair, and rubbed her head. "Without any substantial reward, the service will be stopped."

Anran touched the ends of her hair, which had already been blown dry.

"Let me blow dry your hair."

Jiang Huai Nian said: "My hair is short, so it dries quickly."

An Ran stood up and pushed him to his seat. "Hurry up and sit down. It's my turn to show off my skills. I'll let you know who is the best at blow-drying hair. Study hard."

She picked up the hair dryer and began to blow Jiang Huainian's hair carefully. Her technique was gentle and skillful, as if she were a real professional hairstylist.

When the wind blew onto the back of Jiang Huaian's head, An Ran suddenly discovered a small abnormality.

She moved closer, looked at me carefully, and then said in surprise: "I just noticed that you have a small scar on the back of your head."

Jiang Huaian paused, then smiled, "Well, remember I told you about the motorcycle accident? This scar was left at that time."

An Ran touched the scar with a distressed look and asked softly, "It was painful at that time, right?"

Jiang Huaian smiled and said, "I fainted and didn't feel any pain."

An Ran said, "I'd better not ride a motorcycle in the future. It's so dangerous. I've seen people get into motorcycle accidents before. It was bloody and scared me."

Jiang Huai Nian: "Stay away from this kind of thing next time."

An Ran frowned and shook her head. "I was so brave! The road near my home had just been opened not long ago, and there were hardly any people there. The man fell into the sea, and I don't know if he hit a rock. He fell on the sea with blood all over his face. I pulled him out of the sea and called 120. Otherwise, even if 120 arrived, he would have drowned long ago. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda~"

Jiang Huainian frowned for a moment, his breathing became rapid, and he asked in a deep voice: "Is it the coastal highway near your home?"

An Ran nodded, "Yes."

Jiang Huaian's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He stared at An Ran and asked in a trembling voice, "Is there only one man? No woman?"

An Ran was puzzled by his nervous look and shook her head, "I didn't see it. What's wrong?"

Jiang Huainian had a strong premonition in his heart, like a raging wave, and he could hardly control his emotions. He stared at An Ran's eyes and asked with a trembling voice: "Do you remember when that happened?"

An Ran said: "On June 6, the day before the college entrance examination, I remember it very clearly. I rode my bike to buy orange-flavored candies, and on my way home I saw a motorcycle lying on the side of the road, broken into pieces. I vaguely saw someone lying on the sea, probably knocked away. I hurried down and pulled the person out before riding my bike to a nearby store to answer the phone and call 6."

"June 6th..." Jiang Huainian repeated the date in a low voice, his eyes full of disbelief.

An Ran saw Jiang Huaian's unusual reaction and felt uneasy. "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Jiang Huainian turned around, hugged An Ran's waist tightly, and buried his head in her.

An Ran was almost unable to breathe in his embrace and she gently rubbed his head.

After a long while, Jiang Huainian finally spoke, his voice trembling: "An An... do you know who you saved?"

An Ran said: "I don't know. I ran out of money to buy candy, so I went home to get some money to give back to the owner of the store. When I went back to the scene, the ambulance had already arrived, so I didn't go with them."

Jiang Huaian took a deep breath, slowly raised his head to look at An Ran, and choked up, "That person is me."

An Ran widened her eyes and looked at him in disbelief, "You...what did you say? That person is you?"

Jiang Huaian nodded heavily.

An Ran was stunned and looked at him blankly. She couldn't connect the Jiang Huaian in front of her with the stranger lying on the sea. Tears welled up in her eyes, "How is this possible..."

Jiang Huaian's eyes were moist, and his voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement and emotion, "That person was me, and you saved me."

An Ran lowered her head, tears in her eyes quietly slid down and dripped onto Jiang Huaian's forehead, "I didn't expect that the person I saved was actually you."

Jiang Huainan gently wiped away the tears from her eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and revealed a gentle smile, "It turns out that our fate has already begun."

An Ran was still in shock. It turned out that everything was destined by God.

If she hadn't saved people, she wouldn't have had a fever, she wouldn't have failed the college entrance exam, and she wouldn't have met Jiang Huainian...

Jiang Huainian suddenly picked her up and gently pressed her down on the bed. Before An Ran could come to her senses, she was laid flat. Her heartbeat accelerated instantly and she felt an unprecedented tension and anticipation.

Then, everything went dark before her eyes, and her eyes were enveloped by his figure, with a familiar warmth already on her lips. This kiss was more direct and passionate than any words, and it spoke of the endless love in their hearts.

The kiss became deeper and more passionate, as if they wanted to absorb each other's souls into their bodies, and all the complex emotions were melted into this deep kiss.

Anran responded to him enthusiastically, both of them wanted to lock the other firmly in their own world, so that neither of them could leave for the rest of their lives.

Until An Ran was too tired, Jiang Huainian held her in his arms and coaxed her gently, and she fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.

Suddenly, Jiang Huainian's eyes were filled with coldness.

Shen Wenyin dared to lie to me for so many years!