My Husband, Warm The Bed

C601 Private Reservation



C601 Private Reservation

When Jian Ran recalled her past memories, she realized that the closest family she had with her was actually her mother's murderer.    

    

Not only that, she also found out that during the time she lost three years of her memories, that person had been feeding her poison.    

    

That was the only family member and the only person she could trust during the three years that she had lost her memories. She had always thought that she was her biological father, but in the end, she realized that everything was fake.    

    

Fortunately, Qin Yue did not give up on her. Qin Yue had been looking for her. It was Qin Yue who gave her a great sense of security, making her feel like she could still live like many ordinary people.    

    

But slowly, Jian Ran realized that she was different from ordinary people.    

    

Qin Yue pampered her and took care of her. Everything helped her make arrangements steadily and steadily. He took care of her like he was taking care of an insensible child.    

    

He often told her - Jian Ran, I am your husband, a person you can rely on for the rest of your life.    

    

She wanted to do something, but just as she had an idea, Qin Yue had already done it for her.    

    

Slowly, she realized that the things she did were getting lesser and lesser. The things Qin Yue did for her were getting more and more. After leaving Qin Yue, she was like a cripple.    

    

She had become a burden to him. Every single thing she did was a burden to Qin Yue.    

    

This kind of understanding made her worry and scared.    

    

All this time, she wanted to stay by Qin Yue's side. She wanted to work with him as his wife. She wanted to be someone who could be compared to him, and not be a burden to him.    

    

Her father was killed, and Xiao Qinghe was arrested. Just when she thought that it was a disaster, and everyone around her would be hurt to different degrees because of her, Ye Yichen's people sent her a video.    

    

Ye Yichen threatened her to leave Qin Yue, or else he would have sent out those messages, causing Qin Yue's reputation to be ruined.    

    

There were already many uncertain factors in her heart. Ye Yichen's disturbance made her deeply believe that everyone around her would be hurt because of her.    

    

After thinking for a few days, she finally decided to leave Qin Yue.    

    

Because she felt that this was the only way to ensure that Qin Yue would not be hurt by her.    

    

In fact, in the end, she suspected herself and did not trust her at all. That was why she chose this path.    

    

Other people could not see through the things that Jian Ran hid in her heart, but as Ling Feiyu was her best friend, she could see it.    

    

She did not say anything and gave Jian Ran a big hug. "Ranran, I believe you. You will become the best Jian Ran."    

    

To be a Jian Ran who was truly worthy of Qin Yue.    

    

Feiyu, thank you! " Jian Ran smiled and said, "You can go back first. I will stay here and sleep with Little Ranran for a while."    

    

Ling Feiyu said, "Then I will go back first. Call me if you need anything."    

    

"Yes." Jian Ran nodded and got up to send Ling Feiyu to the door.    

    

When they returned to the room, Jian Ran saw that Little Ranran was not sleeping soundly. Because she cried too sadly just now, her small body was still twitching.    

    

Jian Ran lowered her head and kissed Little Ranran's forehead, saying, "Ranran, mom doesn't know why dad doesn't want your custody, but mom believes that he definitely won't reject you. After a few days, he thought it through. He will definitely come to see our Ranran."    

    

Little Ranran, who was sleeping, could not hear what her mother said. When she was sleeping, her lips were still flat as if she could cry at any time.    

    

Seeing Little Ranran like this, Jian Ran could not think of any other way besides feeling heartache.    

    

She gently patted Little Ranran's sick blanket and hummed a sleeping tune as she used her phone to browse some websites.    

    

Today was already the second day since they arrived in New York. She had to find a job as soon as possible to earn money so that she could better ensure the children and her life.    

    

She thought that as long as she busied herself, she would not think too much. Soon, she would be able to bring Xiao Ze and Little Ranran onto the right path of life and everything would be fine.    

    

Jian Ran set up a certain design website and saw that there was an advertisement for hiring designers. But when she saw that there had to be some international conditions for designing works, she gave up.    

    

After browsing for half a day, a website called "Private Authorization" attracted Jian Ran's attention.    

    

She opened it and found that there were many designers on this website.    

    

Every designer's resume and work were displayed on the website, making it convenient for buyers to find suitable designers.    

    

Now that people's living standards had improved, there were more and more rich people.    

    

After everyone paid attention to eating well, the cost of dressing was almost the highest.    

    

Many rich and famous people had private designers. That way, they would be able to dress differently from others, and they would not crash into other people's clothes when they wore them.    

    

For example, the Qin Familys that they wore were specially designed by designers. They were all handmade, and every detail was very detailed.    

    

However, there were still many people in this world who weren't very rich. They also wanted to have their own personal designers. However, because private designers were too expensive, they couldn't afford to spend money, so this kind of website was created.    

    

The designers of this kind of website definitely wouldn't be too big of a deal. Everyone had a passion for designing and was obsessed with designing.    

    

They weren't very famous, and the fees weren't too expensive either. Then, if many ordinary workers wanted a suit suitable for them, they could also find someone to help them design it.    

    

With that, there would be designers and customers, so why would they worry about not being able to make money?    

    

Jian Ran felt that she could totally give it a try.    

    

With this idea, Jian Ran immediately opened the computer and found the resume that she had written in the past. She also attached two design drafts that she had hand-drawn. Then, she sent the resume to the website's email that was in charge of recruiting designers.    

    

After the message was sent, Jian Ran began to make preparations. If the resume passed, then she would definitely have to go for an interview tomorrow. She had to prepare for the interview ahead of time.    

    

Not long after the message was sent out, Jian Ran received a reply from the other side. The person in charge asked her to meet at the company at ten o'clock tomorrow morning.    

    

As long as the interview was over, Jian Ran would also enter the website as a designer. If anyone liked her design style, If the price was acceptable, she would be able to get the order very soon.    

    

As long as the first order was completed beautifully and the customer was satisfied, then she wouldn't have to worry about no one looking for her to design the next order.    

    

No matter what, this was a brand new beginning. Jian Ran must go all out.    

    

Jian Ran was happily preparing and Little Ranran woke up. She got up and rubbed her red and swollen eyes, "Mom."    

    

"Ranran is awake now." Jian Ran turned her head and saw the little fellow's appearance. It was really pitiful and cute.    

    

"Mom, did Ranran cry?" Little Ranran vaguely remembered that she had cried before and had cried too much. But she did not want to admit that she had cried because it was too embarrassing.    

    


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