My Husband, Warm The Bed

C575 Who Are You to Me?



C575 Who Are You to Me?

Not only did Qin Yue no longer belong to her, but Little Ranran also no longer belonged to them.    

    

After she left, Little Ranran would slowly forget her mother, and the little guy would also call another woman, mother.    

    

Qin Yue got up. "Miss Jian, do you have anything else to say?"    

    

"I..." Jian Ran wanted to say a lot but did not know what to say and could not say the last word.    

    

Qin Yue smiled. "Miss Jian, I have something to do. Excuse me."    

    

He said it politely and politely, just like how Jian Ran had seen him treat many strangers in the past. He was so polite that it made people feel unfamiliar.    

    

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left without looking at her. It was as if he was really not the Qin Yue who had treated her so gently in the past.    

    

Jian Ran could not help but stretch out her hand, wanting to grab him. However, just as her hand stretched out, it was forcefully pulled back by her.    

    

She opened her mouth and said, "Qin, Qin..."    

    

Qin Yue's footsteps stopped, but he did not turn back to look at her. He asked coldly, "Is there something else?"    

    

His back was as proud as an ice sculpture. He did not even look back at her. Jian Ran only felt that her boiling heart was bleeding red.    

    

She took a deep breath and tried her best to perform better. "Mr. Qin, I hope you can find the woman you love as soon as possible."    

    

It was the same "Mr. Qin." The two words came out of her lips that were as sweet as rose petals, but they were not as intimate as before. They were just like other strangers, just an ordinary name.    

    

Qin Yue's hands tightened beside him, and his eyes became heavy. However, when he turned his head to look at her, he could see that she was looking at him. There was only a cold smile on his face, which was filled with anger. There was nothing else.    

    

He smiled. " Miss Jian, who are you to me?    

    

"I..." Jian Ran was speechless for a moment.    

    

That's right, who was she to him?    

    

At present, she was still his wife, but very quickly, she had nothing to do with him.    

    

As long as the procedures were completed tomorrow, she and him would be two strangers who had nothing to do with each other.    

    

In the future, if they could meet again, they might greet each other, or they might be strangers. Even if they saw each other, they would pretend not to see each other.    

    

"Miss Jian, don't worry. Go and pursue the marriage you want. Go and pursue the happiness you want. You don't have to worry about my matters." After throwing out these cold words, Qin Yue turned around and left.    

    

His figure was tall and straight, and his footsteps were still vigorous and graceful. He was so beautiful that he looked like a walking piece of art.    

    

However, Jian Ran could not see it. The moment he turned around, the smile on his face disappeared, and only the gloominess that she had never seen before was left.    

    

Watching him go upstairs and disappear from her sight, Jian Ran held back her tears for a long time, like a flood bursting from a dam, and it was out of control.    

    

Qin Yue!    

    

Her Qin Yue would never belong to her in the future. She would never lie on his chest and listen to his heartbeat ever again.    

    

She would never have the chance to hear him use his deep, magnetic, and sexy voice to tell her. "Jian Ran, I'm here. Don't be afraid!"    

    

She would never have the chance again! ...    

    

"Mom, why are you crying? Are you very sad?" Not knowing when, Little Ranran came to Jian Ran's side and looked up at her mother, blinking her watery eyes.    

    

"Mommy didn't cry. Mommy only saw sand in her eyes." Jian Ran wiped her tears and squatted down to gently hug Little Ranran in her arms.    

    

"Mommy, Ranran do not want you to be sad." Little Ranran raised her small hand to help her mother wipe her tears and her eyes were also red.    

    

Because her mother was sad, she would also be sad and want to cry with her mother.    

    

"Ranran, mother is really not sad, it is just..." It was just that she could not look at her treasures every day from now on.    

    

She really wanted to leave with Little Ranran, but she knew that Little Ranran was brought up by Qin Yue. How could she take Little Ranran away so cruelly?    

    

"Mom!" Little Ranran pulled Jian Ran's hand and pouted, "Mommy doesn't cry. Ranran will bring you to find Daddy."    

    

In Little Ranran's heart, Daddy was a superhero who could do anything. Daddy would definitely be able to help Mommy.    

    

"Ranran, Dad has work to do. Let's not disturb him." Jian Ran carried Little Ranran up and carried her upstairs to Little Ranran's pink room.    

    

She placed Little Ranran in front of the dressing table and sat down. "Ranran, Mommy will tie a beautiful pigtail for you, okay?"    

    

"Yes." Little Ranran nodded her head. She knew that her mother wanted to help her tie a pretty pigtail but she did not laugh.    

    

"Ranran, mother told you that you are mother's treasure. No matter if mother is by your side or not, mother will love you. " You have to listen to Daddy in the future. When you grow up, you have to be filial to Daddy, okay? " Jian Ran was helping Little Ranran comb her hair as she reminded.    

    

"Why isn't mother by Ranran's side?" Little Ranran did not understand. Could it be that mother was going to fly away again and wait for her to grow up before she can see her mother?    

    

In the past, people always said that she was a child without a mother. It was not easy for her mother to return to her side. She did not want her mother to fly away again.    

    

"Because..." Jian Ran choked and could not speak. After a long time, she recovered her voice, "Because mother has to go and do some important things."    

    

Little Ranran asked with some sadness, "Important matters are more important than Ranran?"    

    

Jian Ran,... ""    

    

There was nothing more important than her treasure but she did not know how to tell her treasure.    

    

Jian Ran sucked in a breath of cold air and said again, "Ranran, see if the braids that mom tied you look good?"    

    

"Very good."    

    

Then in the future, if Ranran wants to tie such a good braids, let Big Sister Fangfang help you. "" Then in the future, if Ranran wants to tie such a good braids, then let Big Sister Fangfang help you. " In these three days, Jian Ran pulled Little Ranran's nanny, Fangfang, and told her many things.    

    

From Little Ranran's clothing, clothing, and accommodation, as long as it was needed, even if the other party often did it, Jian Ran still told her over and over again, afraid that Little Ranran would feel wronged when she was not around.    

    

"Ranran wants mother to braids Ranran. The braids that mother braids are the most beautiful." In Little Ranran's heart, no matter what mother did for her, it was the best.    

    

The clothes that her mother personally made for her looked the best on her body. The incense that her mother wiped for her was also the most fragrant. Of course, the braids that her mother had tied for her were also the most beautiful.    

    

"Ranran..." Jian Ran's heart hurt so much that she hugged Little Ranran into her embrace. How could she not want to tie Little Ranran's braids for the rest of her life?    

    

She wanted to accompany Little Ranran by her side and watch her grow up from a little girl to a beautiful big girl.    

    

She wanted to personally prepare dowry for Little Ranran and personally hand Little Ranran over to the man who could take care of Little Ranran for the rest of her life.    

    

She thought too much. But...    

    

Jian Ran shook her head. She could not think anymore. If she kept thinking, she would definitely break down.    

    

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