My Husband, Warm The Bed

Just as Ivan was staring at Jian Ran, Qin Yue suddenly slapped Ivan's shoulder. With just a slight force, he could hear the sound of bones cracking.    

    

Qin Yue approached Ivan and nodded slightly. He whispered in Ivan's ear, "I still want your eyes to be in your eye sockets. It's best not to look around!"    

    

"You clearly know who I like..." Ivan revealed an ambiguous smile and suddenly raised his voice, "Leo, your woman, how can I dare to think about it."    

    

Ivan was the designer that Jian Ran admired very much. His personality, his actions, Jian Ran already knew clearly. Even if he looked at her a few more times, she did not find it strange. It was Ivan's smile towards Qin Yue that made Jian Ran feel a little uncomfortable.    

    

However, Jian Ran did not have the mood to think about the two of them. When she came here, her mind was full of thoughts about clothing design.    

    

Qin Yue said in a deep voice, "As the saying goes, you can eat medicine randomly, but you cannot speak nonsense. Before you talk and do things, you should think about it first."    

    

The reason Qin Yue brought Jian Ran here to learn from Ivan was because he saw that she had been too worried during this period of time.    

    

Jian Ran was worried about him, worried about Qin Xiaobao, worried about the mysterious person, worried that she would not be able to eat even if she wanted to. She would always wake up from her sleep at night. In more than half a month's time, she had lost a lot of weight.    

    

If she did not find something to distract her and make her worry about that and that every day, in another half a month, she would be so thin that even he would not recognize her.    

    

"Leo, are you warning me, or are you hinting at me?" As he spoke, Ivan reached out his hand and was about to hook Qin Yue's neck. Qin Yue stepped back in time and avoided him.    

    

"Ivan!" Qin Yue shouted in a deep voice. Clearly, he was angry.    

    

"Please come in!" Ivan was also very sensible. He knew that if he made a big joke, he would not get any good results.    

    

Ivan had known Leo Qin for many years. Many people knew how ruthless he was.    

    

Especially in front of his woman. Anyone who dared to touch his bottom line would become a cripple before tomorrow.    

    

Even though they had known each other for many years, as Leo Qin's best friend, he had never been an exception.    

    

The two of them were in a heated argument. Jian Ran was in the mood to take a good look at the house, take a good look at the piles of fabric, and see what kind of environment the world's top fashion designers worked in.    

    

"My studio is on the third floor. If Mrs. Qin is interested, I will allow you to take a look." Ivan had already seen through Jian Ran's thoughts. Moreover, she had talent in fashion design. It was just that her bad luck had been buried in these few years.    

    

Although she had used her talent to design a series of popular undergarments and stood at the highest international award stage to win a newcomer award, because there were no good works later on, and she rarely appeared in their circle, many people almost forgot about a newcomer like her.    

    

"Can I?" Jian Ran was pleasantly surprised.    

    

She had long heard that designers like Ivan would not allow people to enter their workshops as they pleased. First, many people would think that others would ruin their own inspirations if they went in. Secondly, they were worried that others would steal the fruits of their labor.    

    

"Go." Qin Yue patted Jian Ran's hand and smiled gently at her. "Take a good look. You can look however you want. I'll wait for you downstairs."    

    

"Okay." Jian Ran smiled at Qin Yue. She hugged him and kissed him. Then she turned around and ran upstairs.    

    

After Jian Ran ran away, Qin Yue slowly raised his hand and touched the spot where she kissed on his face.    

    

Seeing Jian Ran so happy, Qin Yue felt that it was worth doing so much for her.    

    

Jian Ran had always liked to design. It was for his own personal interests that he tied her up at home with his feelings, so that she could not continue pursuing her own ideals.    

    

In the future, he had to learn to let go of her appropriately and let her do what she liked to do to her heart's content.    

    

As soon as she entered the room, Jian Ran's attention was attracted by the messy manuscripts in the room.    

    

The entire third floor was Ivan's workshop. The floor was filled with papers of various sizes. Ivan's manuscripts were pasted all over the walls.    

    

Walking in his office, Jian Ran felt as if she had walked into a museum with original design drafts. Every draft was precious and rare.    

    

Seeing all of this, Jian Ran felt a fire burning in her heart.    

    

That heart of wanting to become the world's top designer, which had been silent for a long time, was completely ignited by this fire.    

    

As long as she worked hard, there would be a day when she would become an excellent designer like Ivan, designing all kinds of good looking clothes.    

    

En, Jian Ran clenched her fists and cheered herself on. She could do it too.    

    

In a pile of manuscripts, Jian Ran saw a hand-drawn manuscript similar to the one from the butterfly's love dress. The manuscript was a semi-finished product.    

    

The picture was very similar to the butterfly's love dress, but there were some details that were different. It gave people the feeling that there was something missing, but Jian Ran did not think of it for a moment.    

    

"Do you know why you were separated from Leo for more than three years?" Just as Jian Ran was focusing on the picture, a male voice sounded behind her.    

    

Jian Ran turned back to look at Ivan. Her crystal clear eyes were full of doubts.    

    

"In our small town, there is a legend that the butterfly's love dress follows life and death together..." Pausing, Ivan said again, "A good butterfly wearing your body but being torn apart is not a good sign."    

    

"I thought it was a scientific civilization now, but I didn't expect Ivan to believe some gossip rumors." Jian Ran smiled.    

    

She did not believe that if Gu Nanjing did not mess things up at the charity banquet many years ago and Qin Yue did not get angry at her, then Shen Wenyuan would not have cut off her abdomen and taken her child.    

    

Shen Wenyuan had killed her biological father and replaced the real Grandfather Qin. These things happened more than 20 years ago. At that time, she hadn't met Qin Yue, and she didn't wear Ivan's butterfly's love dress.    

    

Perhaps all of these had already been decided in the dark, but Jian Ran was not superstitious.    

    

"I just felt that it was too boring. I was just joking with you, Mrs. Qin." Ivan leaned against the door, still showing an unruly look, "I have accepted this disciple of yours. Don't give me too big of a red packet to acknowledge him as my master. Just let your Mr. Qin give me a house with blue skies and blue seas in Shengtian."    

    

What an exorbitant demand!    

    

But who asked him to have such capability? Furthermore, Mrs. Qin wanted him to be her master. Mr. Qin loved Mrs. Qin so much that he was willing to give her a house, let alone a house.    

    

"En, then it's settled. Tomorrow, I will get someone to hand the key to you. In the future, when Jian Ran wants to study, you must receive her at any time."    

    

The one who spoke was the later Mr. Qin. In order to make his wife happy, he was so willful!