My Husband, Warm The Bed

It was the only family, the only person she could trust, in the three years she had lost her memory. She had treated her as though she were her real father, but in the end, everything had turned out to be false.

Fortunately, Qin Yue had not given up on her. Qin Yue had always been searching for her and it was Qin Yue who had given 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. He helped her arrange everything steadily and securely, like taking care of an immature child.

He would often say to her ?? Jian Ran, I am your husband. I am someone you can rely on for your entire life.

Just when she was thinking of what she wanted to do, Qin Yue had already done well for her.

Slowly, she realised that he was doing less and less. Qin Yue had been doing more and more things for her.

She had become his burden, dragging Qin Yue down with every matter.

This knowledge worried her and frightened her.

All along, she wanted to accompany Qin Yue by his side. She wanted to walk shoulder-to-shoulder with him in her identity as his wife, to become someone who could be compared to him, and not become his burden.

When his father was killed, when Xiao Qinghe was captured, just when she felt that everyone around his would be harmed to varying degrees because of her, Ye Yichen sent her a video.

Ye Yichen threatened to leave Qin Yue, or else he would spread the news and destroy Qin Yue\'s reputation.

There were already many factors of uncertainty in her heart. With Ye Yichen\'s actions, it made her deeply believe that the people around her would all be harmed because of her.

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

Because she felt that was the only way to guarantee that Qin Yue wouldn\'t get hurt by her.

In reality, in the end, it was because she suspected herself and did not trust herself that she chose to walk on this path.

Others might not be able to see through the things that Jian Ran was hiding in her heart, but as her best friend, she could see that Ling Feiyu was doing it.

She didn\'t say anything and gave Jian Ran a big hug. "Of course, I believe in you. You will become the best Jian Ran. "

Be a Jian Ran that was truly worthy of Qin Yue.

"Fei Yu, thank you!" Jian Ran laughed and said, "You can go back first, I\'ll sleep with Xiao Ranran here for a while."

Ling Feiyu said: "Then I\'ll go back first. If you need anything, just give me a call."

"Yes." Jian Ran nodded and stood up to send him to the door.

When she returned to her room, Jian Ran saw that Xiao Ranran\'s sleep was restless. It was because she was crying so miserably just now.

Jian Ran lowered her head, kissed Xiao Ranran on the forehead, and said: "Of course, I don\'t know why Father isn\'t willing to take your upbringing, but I believe that Mother will definitely take it from you. In a few days, when he has thought it through, he will definitely come to see us. "

The sleeping Xiao Ranran couldn\'t hear what her mother had said. When she was asleep, her small mouth was still flattened, as if she could cry at any time.

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

She lightly patted the quilt that Xiao Ranran was sick with, while humming a song of sleep. She then took her phone to the web page and browsed through some design websites.

Today was already the second day since they had arrived at New York. She had to find a job as soon as possible to earn money in order to better guarantee the children\'s and her life.

She thought that as long as she got busy, she would not think too much about it. Soon enough, she would be able to bring Xiao Ze and him onto the right path of life.

Jian Ran called a certain design website and saw that there was an advertisement for designers, but after looking at the conditions of having to design works that were well-known internationally, she gave up.

After browsing for a long time, Jian Ran was attracted to a design website called "Private Customization".

She opened it and saw that there were a lot of designers posted on the site.

Each designer\'s resume and work is displayed on the web page, making it easy for the needy buyer to find the right designer.

Now that people had a better standard of living, there were more and more rich people.

After everyone had paid attention to their food, their costumes were almost the most expensive.

Many rich celebrities have personal designers who can dress differently and don\'t run into other people\'s shirts.

For example, the Qin Family. The clothes they wore were all specially designed by a designer and cut by hand.

However, there were many people in this world who were not very rich. They also wanted to have their own personal designer, but because private designers were too expensive to afford, they gave birth to this kind of website.

Designers of this kind of website definitely won\'t have too big of a name. Everyone has a heart of love for design and a strong commitment to it.

They were not well-known, and the fees were not too expensive. Many common working class people could also find people to help them design a dress that was suitable for them.

As a result, the designer and the customer traffic were both here. Then, what did he have to worry about if he couldn\'t make money?

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

With that thought in mind, Jian Ran immediately turned on the computer to find the resume that she had written before. She also attached two designs that she had drawn herself, and then sent the resume to the website that was responsible for the designer\'s recruitment.

After the message was sent, Jian Ran began to make preparations. If her resume could pass, then she would have to go for an interview tomorrow. She had to prepare in advance.

Not long after the message was sent, Jian Ran received a reply. The person in charge asked her to meet him at the company at 10 o\'clock tomorrow morning.

As long as she passed the interviews, Jian Ran would also use her identity as a designer. If there was someone who liked her design and was willing to accept the price, she would be able to get the orders very quickly.

As long as the first order was done beautifully and the customer was satisfied, she didn\'t have to worry that no one would come to her for design.

No matter what, this was a completely new begi

ing, and Jian Ran had to give it his all.

Jian Ran was happily preparing, when she woke up. She crawled up and rubbed her swollen red eyes: "Mom."

"Of course I\'m awake." Jian Ran turned her head, and saw how pitiful and adorable the little fellow was.

"Mother, are you crying?" Xiao Ranran vaguely remembered that she had cried before, and very excessively as well. However, she didn\'t want to admit that she had cried, because it was too embarrassing.