My Husband, Warm The Bed

He opened his mouth and casually said. One sentence could make her blush and her heart beat for a long time.    

She quickly lowered her head and ate her breakfast seriously, pretending that she didn't ask anything just now, pretending that she didn't hear anything.    

However, Qin Yue did not want to give up so easily. He continued, "My pursuit of you has nothing to do with anyone else. I just want to pursue you."    

Jian Ran,... ""    

This man...    

He was always so direct. He was always so sudden that she was unable to parry him.    

"Dad likes Ranran and Ranran." Little Ranran also spoke up for her father in time.    

Don't think that the child doesn't understand anything but he understood in his heart. Just by looking at her father's expression, Little Ranran could tell that her father was very happy. Her father was happy, and she was also very happy.    

Jian Ran,... ""    

It was not only Qin Yue, this man, that made her unable to resist. Xiaobao Bei, who was in his house, was even more difficult to parry.    

Little Ranran said again, "Ranran wants Ranran to be her mother."    

These words did not sound like it. It was something Little Ranran would say at such an old age. The way Jian Ran looked at Qin Yue was somewhat discontented. Feelings were an adult's matter, how could she make use of a child.    

"Little aunt said that mother flew back from the sky. Ranran has a mother." Little Ranran had long forgotten that when little aunt told her, she repeatedly urged her not to say that it was little aunt who taught her.    

Hearing Little Ranran say this, Jian Ran's heart felt sour again. She did not have the heart to reject this child but she also had to reject it.    

Little Ranran would always grow up and she would also understand in the future. Anyone, no matter how similar they looked to her mother, no matter how much they looked like her mother. That would not be able to replace her biological mother.    

...    

Jian Ran temporarily stayed in the Nuo Garden. The reason was very simple. She wholeheartedly helped Qin Yue design a suit for the family of three.    

Qin Yue went to work. Little Ranran went to kindergarten and Qin Xiaobao also did not come back. In the huge Nuo Garden, besides the maids, there was only her. There was not even a person to talk to.    

There was a painting room on the east side of the garden. The painting room was a transparent glass room and the painting tools were complete. It could be seen that Qin Yue had specially prepared it.    

It was Jian Ran's first time coming to the Qin Family to enter the main bedroom. There was also a painting rack in the room. Thinking about it, she understood that these things must have been prepared by Qin Yue for his wife.    

The names were the same, and their appearances were similar. Now, even the hobby of painting was the same. In addition, the images that appeared in Jian Ran's brain from time to time, the memories that she had lost, and the scars on her abdomen -    

No matter how one looked at it, this was definitely not a coincidence. Could she be the "Jian Ran" that Qin Yue thought had passed away?    

Thinking of this, Jian Ran suddenly felt that breathing was somewhat difficult. Her two fists tightly clenched into fists.    

She told herself that she could not hide in her shell like in the past and pretend that nothing had happened.    

She had to find a way to recover her memories. Even if her past memories were not good, they were still a part of her past. She had to find them back so that she could be considered a complete person.    

However, how should she find them?    

At least she had to find some clues.    

Who could give her clues?    

Jian Ran closed her eyes and seriously thought about it. Her father was the person who knew her past the most, but her father was unwilling to mention the past, so this clue of her father must be cut off.    

Then she could only think of other people. Qin Yue could not. Little Ranran could not, Qin Xiaobao could not either. After thinking about it, Jian Ran thought of Ling Feiyu.    

Although they did not spend much time together, Jian Ran could feel the deep friendship between Ling Feiyu and that "Jian Ran.    

Perhaps Ling Feiyu was the best way to help her recover her past memories.    

Jian Ran tried her best to recall what Ling Feiyu said to her. She said that they were good friends and came to Jiangbei together from Jingdu.    

They came to Jiangbei together from Jingdu and her father said that he had something to do with Jingdu. Then was this matter related to her past?    

In this day's time, Jian Ran did not do anything serious. Her mind was filled with thoughts about her past.    

Qin Yue did not go to work at the company. Instead, he went out with a group of experts to think of ways to reduce Jian Ran's abstinence. The pain of giving up on heroin.    

After that, he met a few internationally renowned psychologists with Xiao Qinghe, hoping to find a way to help Jian Ran recover her memory.    

It was getting late when he was done with all this work. He did not go anywhere. He went straight home because Jian Ran was waiting for him at home.    

Qin Yue heard from the maids that Jian Ran was in the studio and immediately came over to find her.    

Not far away, he saw Jian Ran sitting quietly in the studio in a daze. He did not know what she was thinking about.    

He did not go in to disturb her. Instead, he stood at the door and quietly looked at her. Every day after he was busy, he returned home. He was already very satisfied to be able to look at her like this.    

Maybe it was because his gaze was too hot that Jian Ran noticed it. She turned around and gently smiled at him. "You are back."    

"Yes, I am back." It was a simple conversation, but Qin Yue had been hoping for three years.    

In the past, he always got off work later than her. When he got home, she would say, "You are back.    

Just as Qin Yue was about to say something, a maid rushed over. "young master, the young lady has been crying. No matter how you try to persuade her, she can't convince her. Please go over and take a look."    

"What happened to Little Ranran?" The person who asked the question was not Qin Yue, but Jian Ran. She looked even more anxious than Qin Yue.    

Qin Yue grabbed her hand. "Don't worry, let's go and take a look."    

"Okay." Jian Ran nodded and let Qin Yue lead her.    

Before they went back to the living room of the main building, Little Ranran's crying had reached their ears. Qin Yue subconsciously held Jian Ran's hand. "It is common for children to cry. Don't worry too much."    

"How can it not be..." Being aware that her reaction was too big, Jian Ran swallowed back her words and tried to calm herself down.    

"Waaa..." Little Ranran sat on the sofa and bawled. No one was allowed to approach. Sister Ling who took care of her could not, neither could Big Brother Lie, whom she liked.    

She might have cried for a long time. Her eyes were swollen like peaches, as if she had suffered a great grievance.    

Jian Ran threw Qin Yue's hand away and rushed over, wanting to carry Little Ranran into her arms but Little Ranran struggled hard, "No elder sister, Ranran don't want elder sister."    

She cried as she wiped her tears. She cried until her liver was broken and her heart was torn. That pitiful look of hers was like the whole world bullying her.    

"Little Ranran..." Jian Ran saw Little Ranran crying so sadly and her heart was almost broken but because Little Ranran rejected her, she also did not know what to do.