My Husband, Warm The Bed

In the past, Jian Ran would be like this every day for a long period of time.    

It was only when she returned to Qin Yue's side that the nightmares that she often had disappeared.    

Jian Ran was very clear about that kind of terrifying feeling and did not want to try again.    

Because she was afraid, Jian Ran did not dare to sleep.    

She got up from the bed, rolled her suitcase, and planned to take out the clothes from the box and hang them in the closet.    

She would find something to do for herself, so she wouldn't want to sleep anymore. She wouldn't miss Qin Yue, and perhaps time would pass faster.    

Jian Ran opened the suitcase and found out that the suitcase was not filled with her clothes. It was filled with items related to her design.    

There was her beloved painting brush, the drawing board that Qin Yue gave her, and many of her hand-drawn drafts. These things were useless trash in the eyes of others, but to her, they were precious treasures.    

Every abandoned drawing was the work of Jian Ran, and the drawing board was personally given to her by Qin Yue.    

Seeing the drawing board, Jian Ran thought of the scene where Qin Yue gave her the drawing board.    

That day, Qin Yue specially got off work early and rushed to the PM company to pick her up. He invited her out for dinner, and after dinner, he pulled her out for a walk. Finally, when they returned to the car, she lay in his arms and almost fell asleep. Only then did he take out the drawing board. "Jian Ran, this is for you. See if you like it or not?"    

Almost all the items she needed in her daily life were prepared by Qin Yue, but this was the first time he gave her a drawing board as a gift.    

"I like it! Of course I like it!" How could she not like the present he personally gave her?    

As long as you like it. " At that time, Qin Yue smiled and said this sentence.    

Later, Jian Ran learned from Uncle Wei that this drawing board was made by Qin Yue himself by choosing the materials.    

The gift was not expensive, but every detail of the drawing board could tell Qin Yue's intention when making this drawing board.    

The more awake Jian Ran was, the more she understood how much Qin Yue cared about her these years.    

When she thought of this, she felt as if her heart was being gripped by someone, making her unable to breathe.    

Jian Ran did not want to look anymore and immediately closed the box. She wanted to find something else to distract her attention.    

There were no clothes in the luggage. So buying clothes was the most important thing Jian Ran needed to do at the moment.    

She took a pen and notebook to register. New York was so cold, so she had to quickly help Little Ranran and Xiao Ze put on thick clothes.    

But when Jian Ran opened the closet and saw, she was shocked once again. The closet was full of clothes: a coat, a cotton coat, and a down jacket. There were all kinds of styles, but they were all the same. Moreover, the style and color were the type she liked.    

Not only her wardrobe, but also Little Ranran's wardrobe, as well as Xiao Ze and Xiao Qinghe's.    

So even after the divorce, Qin Yue did not treat her unfairly as an "ex-wife." In the past, he had prepared everything for her, but now it was still the same.    

In the past, Jian Ran could accept it calmly because she was his wife.    

But now, she had nothing to do with Qin Yue anymore. Why should she still enjoy Qin Yue's care and care for her?    

She wanted to make it clear to Qin Yue that she didn't want him to do these things to her in the future. She didn't want to be a burden to him anymore, and he could pursue a new happy life.    

As for her, she had already lost him. She hoped that Qin Yue would find happiness that belonged to him as soon as possible. As long as he could be happy.    

Jian Ran picked up her phone and turned to the familiar number. She stared at the number for a long time.    

She wanted to call him several times, but she did not have the courage to press the call button. She was afraid that when she heard Qin Yue's voice, she could not help but tell him the true purpose of her heart.    

Her goal was not to let him pursue his happiness, but to selfishly listen to his voice again, even if it was on the phone.    

She hesitated for a long time and hesitated for a long time. Jian Ran did not even have the courage to call him on this phone.    

After a while. It was almost dark outside. She gritted her teeth and typed a line of words. "Mr. Qin, I can take care of my own life. You don't need to arrange it. In the future, I will ask you to care about the people you care about. "    

This line did not mean to reject Qin Yue directly. But each word seemed to carry a thorn. Not only could it hurt Qin Yue's heart, Jian Ran's heart was also stabbed until it bled.    

Jian Ran's hands trembled as she typed out the word, and her hands trembled as she pressed the send button.    

Since they were divorced, Then she had to cut off all relations with Qin Yue and keep a distance from him. She absolutely could not let him get hurt for no reason because of her.    

After sending the message, it was still the same as many times when she had sent him a message. Qin Yue did not reply to her message.    

Jian Ran stared at her phone and her emotions were very complicated. She hoped that he would reply to her once, and also hoped that he would not reply to her.    

Finally, she shook her head and smiled. " Jian Ran, Jian Ran, how can you be so contradictory as a person?"    

Jian Ran had just put down her phone when it suddenly rang. She picked it up and looked. This phone number was somewhat familiar, but she could not recall who it was for a moment.    

She picked up the call and heard Tang Yi's voice, "Miss Jian, hello! I am Boss Qin's assistant, Tang Yi. I wonder if you still remember me?"    

Jian Ran obviously remembered him. "Mr. Tang, what is the matter?"    

"It's like this. I arranged your house in America for you privately. Everything was prepared for you behind Boss Qin's back."    

"I was thinking that even if you and Boss Qin divorced, Little Miss was still Boss Qin's child. I couldn't let her freeze and starve, so I made the decision to prepare the house for you privately."    

"I was scolded by Boss Qin the moment I went to work. It's my fault for meddling in other people's business. Miss Jian, I won't do it again in the future. Please don't misunderstand that Boss Qin did it for you."    

"Miss Jian, I was worried that you misunderstood Boss Qin, so I called you to explain. Do you understand what I mean? "    

After saying that, Tang Yi quietly looked at CEO, who was sitting at the desk. CEO's expression was still cold, and there was no emotion on his face.    

However, Tang Yi knew that CEO definitely wasn't as calm as he appeared on the surface. Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked him to call and explain.    

To be honest, he had been doing this for a day. It was not that he had nothing to do and wanted to do the opposite. He was so busy that he had almost no time to stop.    

If not for CEO ordering them to prepare the house and everything... How could he have the time to meddle in other people's business?    

"It's good that it's not him. Thank you for your good intentions." Jian Ran politely said that and cut off the phone.    

At the same time she cut off the phone, she seemed to have heard something shatter. Perhaps it was the heart that she had kept in her chest.