My Husband, Warm The Bed

Jian Ran was still earnestly tying a bow tie for him, quietly waiting for his reply. She lowered her head, and he could not see her face clearly. He could only see her thick eyelashes that were like small fans flashing, as if she was calling for his love.    

Qin Yue couldn't help but respond.    

He suddenly used his hand to support Jian Ran's thin jaw. He leaned over and kissed her.    

This kiss came so suddenly and so fiercely that Jian Ran could not help but stiffen. Her attitude was different from usual. She did not shrink back nor reject. She responded to his kiss.    

The kiss was long and sweet. They only let each other go when their breathing almost stopped.    

Qin Yue rubbed Jian Ran's tender face. His slightly curved lips slowly moved to Jian Ran's ears and whispered, "Okay."    

His voice was hoarse and low, like tempered sand, with a warm breath.    

Jian Ran could not help but tremble, but quickly lowered her head, hid her red face, and pretended to continue tying his tie.    

However, her hands were shaking a little.    

She really missed the idea of having sex with Qin Yue last night.    

After an unknown amount of time, Jian Ran finally tied Qin Yue's bow tie properly. She let out a long sigh of relief, raised her head, and playfully winked at Qin Yue.    

Qin Yue was amused by her appearance and lovingly shook his head. Then, he quickly kissed her bright red cheeks lightly.    

"Thank you, Mrs. Qin." He said.    

Jian Ran smiled in satisfaction. She looked at the proper bow tie and was very happy.    

She was willing to be with him forever.    

"No need to thank me, Mr. Qin." She replied with a smile.    

The atmosphere in the office was completely different today.    

Jian Ran knew that the manager of Sales Department, Zhao Junqing, had been fired from the company and now the manager position of Sales Department was vacant.    

Everyone cast their eyes on Jian Ran. Some were envious, some were jealous, but everyone still came to befriend her.    

Jian Ran felt very uncomfortable when they called her Mrs. Qin.    

She was Mrs. Qin, but in the company, she was only Jian Ran. She did not want to be called that at all. Everyone called her Mrs. Qin and denied her ability to work.    

Back then, she did not want to reveal her relationship with Qin Yue, so she was worried about this. Now, it really happened, just as she was worried about.    

Feng Jingjing said with great enthusiasm, "Jian Ran, Manager Zhao was fired. You have the highest chance of becoming the manager of Sales Department."    

To be honest, if it was based on ability, Jian Ran was confident that she would be able to become the manager of Sales Department.    

However, in everyone's eyes, if she could become the manager of Sales Department, it would not be because of her ability, but because of her relationship with Qin Yue.    

For the whole day, Jian Ran did not do anything serious. She used all her time to deal with those people who had only met in the past, but now they were trying to build a relationship with her.    

If this continued, would she still be able to work properly?    

After work, Jian Ran did not go home and ran to the studio to complain to Ling Feiyu.    

Seeing Jian Ran come, Ling Feiyu was also happy. She pulled Jian Ran to the office to let Jian Ran see the income of the workshop, "Ranran, the income of the workshop this year has doubled. If this continues, the two of us will soon be able to buy a house and a car in Jiangbei City."    

When she heard such good news, Jian Ran was also very excited, "It is still Miss Ling who runs a business. For the studio to have such good results, you have contributed the most."    

"You are too good at flattering me." Ling Feiyu rolled her eyes at her and then said, "Ranran, why don't you come back and let's do it together. With my business skills and your talent, we will work together to create the most famous wedding design studio in Jiangbei."    

Today, the people in the company had always called her Mrs. Qin. In addition, Jian Ran had also figured it out these days. She had thought of giving up on this current job and returning to the studio to work together with Ling Feiyu.    

Designing the most beautiful wedding dress in the world was her dream.    

After so many midnight dreams, she even dreamed of standing on the world's highest award stage and receiving the award of the best designer.    

She really wanted to pick up the brush again and design another wedding dress for herself and Qin Yue.    

Without waiting for Jian Ran to reply, Ling Feiyu said again, "Ranran, do you still remember your idol Ivan?"    

"Of course I do. I have regarded him as my idol since he was seventeen." Jian Ran also looked excited when she mentioned Ivan. "I saw him a few days ago."    

"What? You have seen him?" Ling Feiyu looked surprised and thought for a while before saying, "Impossible. When I helped you submit the draft, I left my contact details. How could he find you?"    

"What submission?" Jian Ran was confused.    

Ling Feiyu took out a document and placed it in front of Jian Ran and said, "It is said that he came to Jiangbei and not long ago, he held a small-scale selection competition."    

"What selection competition?" Jian Ran had paid a lot of attention to the design circle and why did she not hear about this matter.    

Ling Feiyu said again, "Because he did not invite the media to publicize it. There are not many people in the outside world who know about it but it is very famous in the circle. Many people, including me, passed the drafts over to him to see. "But he didn't take a fancy to any of them."    

Jian Ran nodded, "It is a pity. If young people could learn from Ivan, they could accumulate a lot of experience."    

Ling Feiyu smiled and said, "He did not like me. I am unwilling. I sent him the design drafts that you drew three years ago. I didn't expect Ivan to like your design drafts at first glance."    

As he spoke, Ling Feiyu revealed a dissatisfied expression. "The things you designed are not much better than mine. Why does he like your drafts and not my drafts?"    

"Which drafts?" Jian Ran was shocked and could not believe what she heard was true.    

"The wedding dress you designed for yourself three years ago." Ling Feiyu paid attention to Jian Ran's expression and said again, "Ranran, now that you are already married, let bygones be bygones for the past. Let us walk towards a new life together."    

If it was a few days ago, Jian Ran might still hesitate. But today she did not want to hesitate anymore. She missed the opportunity a few years ago. A few years later, she did not want to miss it again.    

However, she did not agree to Ling Feiyu immediately. She still had to discuss this matter with Qin Yue and listen to his opinion.    

She was thinking about Qin Yue when Qin Yue called.    

Seeing the "Mr. Qin" displayed on the phone screen, Jian Ran could not help smiling and answered, "Mr. Qin. Hello. "    

When she said that, the other end of the phone was silent. After a long silence, she heard his serious voice, "Mrs. Qin. Hello."    

"What do you want from me?" Jian Ran really wanted to ask Qin Yue if he missed her, but she was still shy and did not dare to ask too directly.