My Husband, Warm The Bed

Before returning home, Qin Yue accompanied Jian Ran to the supermarket, buying meat and vegetables for lunch.

There was a stall in front of the supermarket that sold stir-fried millet seeds. Jian Ran loved to eat them, so she bought some every time she came here.

The one selling the millet was a middle-aged woman. She was very kind and had a very loud voice. Jian Ran came a lot, so she also got to know Jian Ran.

While helping Jian Ran with her makeup, the woman asked, "Little girl, is the one behind you your boyfriend or your husband?"

Women loved to gossip. Especially when they saw a pair of handsome men and women like this, no one would be able to resist thinking twice and wanting to gossip for a bit.

Hearing this question, Jian Ran subconsciously turned around to look at Qin Yue.

Whenever she bought anything, he would wait by her side, carrying large bags without a trace of impatience.

She looked back at the woman and smiled. "He's my husband."

Jian Ran suddenly felt as if she owned an entire world after she said those words.

To tell others so loudly and proudly that he was my husband.

"Little girl, there are a lot of men who are willing to come and buy vegetables with you, but there are very few who will always be with you. "If you encounter one, you have to hold on tight. Don't let anyone snatch it away, or you'll cry."

"Yes, I know." Jian Ran nodded vigorously. "Thank you, Auntie."

Yes, how could such a good man be taken away by others?

The woman reminded Jian Ran of her mother, as if she were an elder talking to her own child.

Actually, her mother doted on her from the bottom of her heart. When she promised to get engaged to Gu Nanjing, her mother had said the same thing.

She wiped away her tears and said, "Of course, Mom doesn't really want you to marry someone who's rich. Mom only wants him to be nice to you, to love you, to protect you. "But Mommy can't make the decision for you …"

Sometimes, Jian Ran really wanted to call her mother and tell her that her daughter had found someone she wanted to live with.

But she still didn't have the courage …

Perhaps it wasn't that she didn't have the courage, but that she was afraid that if she called her mother, her mother wouldn't know what kind of treatment she would receive.

"Look at how nice her husband is, he often comes to buy vegetables with his wife."

After Jian Ran and Qin Yue had walked a distance away, Auntie Mian's loud voice reached their ears.

Jian Ran looked up at Qin Yue and smiled, "Another person is praising you."

Qin Yue held the bag in one hand and held Jian Ran's hand with the other. "Mhm."

Jian Ran rolled her eyes. Was there a need to be so cold? The weather in winter was already cold enough. If he turned into a large block of ice, would he want to freeze her to death?

Just as Jian Ran was feeling extremely dissatisfied with him, she heard him say, "Because you're also very good."

Hearing what he said, Jian Ran's lips curled up into a smile, and her brows slightly raised as she smiled happily.

Because they were all good, they chose each other in the midst of thousands of people, before they even had any love for each other.

Jian Ran looked at Qin Yue's straight back, carefully reached her hand out and hooked onto his arm. She told herself again that if she tried to take a step forward, she might be able to see a different sky.

"Mr. Qin, Mrs. Qin, how do you do!"

With an exceptionally sweet voice, Julie, who looked like a doll, came bouncing over and greeted them with a smile.

"What about your husband?" Qin Yue knew that Julie would appear here, and Ivan must be nearby.

Julie looked back, pointed at the car not far away, and said in broken Chinese, "He told me to take Die Lian."

The car was parked not far from them, its windows open.

Jian Ran looked over and saw clearly that the man sitting in the driver's seat had black hair and brown eyes. His hair was unkempt on his head, as if he hadn't had time to clean it in days. His features were Italian, with deep eye sockets and a high nose bridge.

Seemingly having sensed Jian Ran's gaze, the man turned his head to look over and his gaze collided with Jian Ran's. An enigmatic smile appeared on his face.

Jian Ran felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze. She hastily retracted her gaze and looked at Julie, "I should have been the one to bring the gown back. I even let you take it. I'm really troubling you."

"You're welcome." It was rare for Joley to leave the villa, and now that he had the chance to do so, he didn't even have time to be happy. How could he feel troubled?

Ivan didn't get out of the car, and Qin Yue didn't go over to greet him. The two of them should be good friends, but neither of them intended to care about the other.

Jian Ran couldn't help but look back at Ivan, the famous Italian designer who was her idol.

However, this Ivan was different from what she had imagined. He was handsome and su

y on the internet, but when she looked at him, he gave off an unruly feeling.

Jian Ran's biggest dream was to go to Italy and study with Ivan.

In order for her to go abroad to study with her idol, her mother had sold the emerald bangles that had been passed on to her from grandmother to mother for generations.

His mother said, "Of course, as long as you like it, anything your mother does is worth it."

But her mother's money was intercepted by her father. Her father chose the profession for Jian Ran, but Jian Ran refused. She insisted on being a wedding dress designer.

Later on, his mother's money to sell the bracelet was given to Jian Xin to study in the United States, depriving Jian Ran of the opportunity to study abroad.

At this moment, her idol was right in front of her, right in front of her eyes, as if a tentacle could be obtained. This kind of feeling was really very excited and complicated.

She wanted to run over and ask Ivan if he was still taking in apprentices, and if he wanted to take her in, she could give him a dime instead of working for him.

Jian Ran really wanted to do this, but she suppressed her impulse.

Right now, she wasn't alone, so no matter what decision she made, she had to consider Qin Yue's feelings and couldn't make the decision selfishly.

When she got home and got her dress, Jian Ran walked Julie downstairs.

Jian Ran had redone the gown because of the incident that had taken place that night, so she felt she should apologize to the original designer.

Just as Jian Ran arrived beside the car, the man inside spoke out, "Mrs. Qin, the man in your house isn't cute at all. How can he not see me when I'm sitting here? "

Jian Ran didn't expect this Blood Ruin to be so good in Chinese. After being surprised, she said, "Qin Yue is like that. He doesn't like to talk much. Please don't bother with him."

"You want to quibble with him? I'm too lazy to bother with him. " Ivan smiled and said, "Seeing as Mrs. Qin is so beautiful, this gown will be considered as one that I lend to him for one day. I won't take his rent."

Jian Ran smiled. "Thank you!"

Ivan continued, "Mrs. Qin is indeed very polite. Look at your Mr. Qin, we are already so familiar with him, yet he still keeps a straight face all the time. Who is this Gao Leng showing this to?"