My Husband, Warm The Bed

Jian Ran was crying. Her tears fell one by one on the snow-white skin that he had just ravaged. It was as if she was reminding him of his evil deeds.    

    

That pair of tearful eyes looked at him and clearly reflected his loss of self-control.    

    

Qin Yue was a little stunned. Was the person in Jian Ran's eyes really him?    

    

How could he lose his composure like this?    

    

Qin Yue could not understand.    

    

How could he not understand that he would become like that?    

    

Qin Yue sighed deeply, and then gently approached Jian Ran. He carefully kissed the tears on Jian Ran's face.    

    

The tears were very bitter, very bitter. They kept entering Qin Yue's heart. He felt an unprecedented bitterness in his heart.    

    

"I'm sorry." He said.    

    

After Qin Yue said he was sorry, he turned around and left in a hurry.    

    

The door was slammed shut, blocking Jian Ran's line of sight. She could not see Qin Yue anymore.    

    

Lowering her head, she looked at the torn dress on her body. Jian Ran felt so sad that her tears were about to roll down again.    

    

She quickly took a deep breath and forced back the tears that were about to flow out.    

    

She leaned against the door with her back against the door and raised her head. She held her face with both hands and took a deep breath again.    

    

Qin Yue, a man who suddenly broke into her life without any preparation.    

    

Gradually, without realizing it, she began to care about him, her opinion of herself, and whether he knew her past.    

    

Now, she didn't have the courage to tell him about the things that happened in Jingdu. She didn't know what he would think of her when he found out about it. Would he also misunderstand her and look down on her like many other people?    

    

Jian Ran was very uncertain in her heart. So she didn't dare to mention it because she didn't want him to know that her family was so terrible.    

    

She even felt that when he knew the truth, it was very likely that the two of them would break up.    

    

In the silent space, the phone on the coffee table buzzed and made a buzzing sound, scaring Jian Ran again.    

    

She dragged her skirt and picked up the phone. The phone screen displayed a string of numbers, which meant that this number was not in her contact list.    

    

Although it was not in her contact list, Jian Ran still had an impression of this string of numbers. How could she not have an impression of the phone number used by such a close person back then?    

    

The phone was still ringing but Jian Ran's extended finger did not fall. Her heart was very conflicted. Should she answer it or not?    

    

After thinking about it, Jian Ran decided to hear what that person wanted to say to her.    

    

At the last moment, Jian Ran's finger slid and picked up the phone.    

    

After the phone was connected, the people on both ends of the phone did not speak. It was so quiet that one could hear the other person's breathing from the phone.    

    

After a long time, Jian Xin spoke first from the other end of the phone.    

    

"Ranran, are you free tomorrow? Let's arrange a place to meet."    

    

Jian Xin's warm and gentle voice transmitted from the phone's receiver to Jian Ran's ears and it was still as charming and pleasant as before.    

    

Jian Ran still remembered Ling Feiyu describing Jian Xin's voice like this - a seductive voice that was born to seduce men through phone calls. No wonder Gu Nanjing was hooked by her so quickly.    

    

"Ranran..."    

    

Jian Ran did not respond and the person on the other side of the phone tried to call her again.    

    

Three years ago, when Jian Ran knew that the cyberviolence she suffered was planned by Jian Xin, she told herself that she would not have a sister in this lifetime. Her sister had already died at that time.    

    

Now, after receiving Jian Xin's call three years later, the resentment, hatred and all kinds of emotions in her heart had slowly faded away.    

    

Why did she need to punish herself for what others had done wrong?    

    

This was what Jian Ran told herself.    

    

"Ranran, I want to talk to you about my mother."    

    

She suddenly heard Jian Xin mention her mother and then thought of her mother lying in bed and she did not ask about it for the past three years. Compared to the things that her mother could not choose to do to her, her coldness seemed to be even more excessive.    

    

"Tell me the time and place."    

    

In the end, Jian Ran still compromised. She needed to know how her mother's condition was.    

    

"I have checked the strategy. I heard that there is a Jing Cuisine in Jiangbei Heping Road that is very good. How about we meet there at noon tomorrow?"    

    

Tomorrow was Saturday. Jian Ran had time to rest, so she agreed.    

    

After hanging up the phone, Jian Ran stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself. The shoulder belt of the dress had been torn by Qin Yue and her white shoulder was exposed.    

    

If others saw her like this, there would be some unpleasant words coming out of her mouth, so she definitely could not go out like this.    

    

There was no change of clothes here, so she had to think of a way to take care of it and not let others see it.    

    

Jian Ran was born as a fashion designer. In the past, when she was designing, she often used cloth to cut and cut. Her ability to do things was also very strong. It should be possible to modify the gown she was wearing.    

    

She quickly came up with an idea.    

    

She tied the small cloth around her shoulder into a bow knot and tied it together with the shoulder belt. This way, not only would she not be able to see the broken shoulder belt, but it could also cover the kiss mark Qin Yue left on her neck.    

    

Jian Ran looked at her dress after the DiY and was very satisfied.    

    

After making sure that there was nothing wrong with her that could make people criticize her, Jian Ran opened the door and went out.    

    

She never thought that Qin Yue, who she thought had left a long time ago, would be standing at the door at this moment. When she opened the door, her eyes met his.    

    

The two of them looked at each other. Neither of them spoke, nor did they know what to say. The atmosphere was very awkward.    

    

Finally, it was Jian Ran who spoke first, "That, I want to go back first."    

    

She lowered her head and did not want to look at his gaze. She could not tell what kind of strange feeling she was feeling.    

    

"Yes." He made a sound of agreement. He reached out his hand and grabbed her hand. He held her hand and left.    

    

She wanted to shake off his hand, but she held it in.    

    

She was his wife. What happened just now, she would treat it as him using his authority over her husband.    

    

While Jian Ran was finding excuses for herself in her heart, Qin Yue had already led her into the car.    

    

Driver Wei quietly looked at the two people sitting in the backseat of the car without making a sound from the rearview mirror. He carefully asked, "young master, where are we going?"    

    

"Let's go home." He closed his eyes and leaned against the seat.    

    

He looked calm on the surface, but his heart was full of waves.    

    

Qin Yue also did not know what was wrong with him. He had always been very self-controlled, but he could not control his desire in front of Jian Ran just now.    

    

He almost became like those who hurt her.    

    

If it were not for her tears falling in time, he thought that he might have made an irreparable mistake.    

    

Fortunately, nothing had happened. He hadn't done anything to hurt her, so he could still live a good life with her.