My Husband, Warm The Bed

He tried to move, but his body was still weak. However, he didn\'t feel the pain of being crushed by a car like the first time.

She opened her eyes and instinctively looked towards the window, but didn\'t see Qin Yue.

She picked up her cell phone and turned it on. It was almost noon.

He was too busy to sit by the window and wait for her to wake up.

Just as she was deep in thought, Ling Feiyu\'s phone call came in. She slid the receiver open and heard Ling Feiyu\'s anxious voice, "Of course, come to the studio quickly. There\'s an order that doesn\'t satisfy you. My hopes are all on you."

"What kind of client?" Jian Ran frowned and asked.

"I can\'t explain it to you over the phone, come over first." With that, she hung up without giving Jian Ran a chance to speak.

Hearing the urgency in Ling Feiyu\'s voice, Jian Ran quickly got up and prepared to rush to the studio as soon as possible.

The moment she sat up, she saw a note on the bedside. It was a few strong words written down by Qin Yue — —

Three days on a business trip.

Qin Yue.

"Three days on a business trip, Qin Yue …"

Jian Ran read the words softly.

When she opened her eyes, she didn\'t see Qin Yue sitting by the window. She felt a bit disappointed, but compared to seeing him on a business trip for three days, that bit of disappointment was nothing.

Qin Yue was on a business trip and the studio was busy. Jian Ran immediately decided to pack up and take Mian Mian to Ling Feiyu\'s place for a few days to make it convenient for her to work.

While they were getting into the taxi, Qin Yue\'s phone call came in. Jian Ran answered the phone and heard Qin Yue\'s low and sexy voice: "You\'re awake?"

"Mm, I woke up." Jian Ran nodded. "What\'s the matter?"

"If you wake up, I\'ll get the Aunt Chen to prepare something for you to eat."

Jian Ran said, "No need. Mian Mian and I are in the car, and due to work needs, we\'re pla

ing to stay at Fei Yu\'s place for a few days. "

Once Jian Ran said this, Qin Yue was silent again. After a long while, he said: "Are you angry?"

She had spent so much time with him last night, but he had gotten up early in the morning and rushed to the airport, to another city for a business trip, leaving her alone at home. She should have been angry.

"Ah — —" Jian Ran was slightly stu

ed, and then she said, "I\'m not angry. Why do you think I\'m angry? "

Jian Ran didn\'t understand why he thought this way, and Qin Yue didn\'t give her an answer. The two casually said a few more words before hanging up the phone.

When Jian Ran rushed to the studio, she found out that Ling Feiyu had accepted an order. However, the design of the studio\'s designers failed to satisfy the couple.

Ling Feiyu had no other choice but to call over Jian Ran, who was still recovering.

Jian Ran put Mian Mian down and let it play by itself. Jian Ran then learned about the customer\'s information and requirements from Ling Feiyu.

The wedding dress was ordered by a couple who had lived together for decades but had never even had a simple wedding.

Thus, their children pla

ed to arrange a wedding for the two elders on their golden wedding day.

The wedding was set for the fifteenth day of the first month, so they didn\'t have much time to change the design.

Ling Feiyu was in such a hurry because the Spring Festival was coming soon and the design couldn\'t be written out, let alone the finished product.

After understanding the two elders\' request, Jian Ran understood one thing. To them, a wedding was no longer important.

What they want is health, peace, happiness, happiness...

However, the two elders were unwilling to part with their children, so they found this studio.

"Fei Yu, were the previously designed marriage diagrams all drawn closer to the dreamscape?" Jian Ran asked while she finished her drawing.

"How do you know?" Ling Feiyu nodded and looked at Jian Ran in surprise.

Jian Ran added: "Then let\'s not approach the Western dress next. We design a Chinese dress with a theme of happiness and health."

Hearing Jian Ran\'s words, Ling Feiyu was enlightened. She clapped her hands and said, "Of course, it\'s decided. Hurry up and chase the first draft out for the two elders to see. As long as they are satisfied with it, then I can make a lot of money. "

Jian Ran nodded her head and said, "Take care of Mian Mian for me. I will draw the first draft first so that the customer will see the sample as soon as possible."

"Then I\'ll be counting on you, Mrs. Qin." Ling Feiyu said with a smile.

Hearing the name Mrs. Qin, Jian Ran\'s mood seemed to lighten a little. She then smiled at Ling Feiyu, "Go and busy yourself. Don\'t bother me. "

When she drew the design script, Jian Ran\'s mind was filled with Qin Yue and her slowly aging appearance.

Qin Yue\'s hair had turned white. The passage of time had left some marks on his extremely handsome face, but he still stood straight and maintained his composure. Holding her hand, he led her onto the red carpet and slowly walked towards the center of the stage.

And in the middle of the stage, there was a big line of words, "Happy wedding between Mr. Qin Yue and Old Lady Jian Ran!"

Someone once said that when designing a work, the most important thing is to be distracted. First of all, you have to love your work so that others can accept your work.

Jian Ran was helping the two elders design a dress, but she treated the two of them as Qin Yue and her after fifty years. Since that was the case, she naturally had her advantages in designing things.

The next day, when Ling Feiyu sent Jian Ran\'s manuscript to the two elders, the two of them were extremely satisfied.

Ling Feiyu asked Jian Ran curiously, "How did you know that the two elders would like that kind of topic?"

Jian Ran\'s rosy lips curled up as she smiled and said, "Because I wish I could be like them when I get old. And then I thought about how I looked when I was old and I knew what I needed. "

"Luckily I persuaded you to come back to work. "You said that you didn\'t work in the studio for the past three years. How much did I earn?"

"I\'m back now. "In the future, I will work even harder and earn these three years less."

"My God of Fortune, are you coming home tonight?"

"No reply."

"You guys had a fight?"

"He\'s on a business trip. There\'s no one to talk to when he goes back." Jian Ran thought for a moment. "Miss Ling, let\'s go eat hotpot tonight."

"That\'s exactly what I was thinking." Ling Feiyu picked up her coat and put it on. "Of course," she said, "it\'s really just because he\'s on a business trip that you\'re not coming back?"

Last night, Jian Ran didn\'t go home because she had to rush the script. Ling Feiyu didn\'t think too much about it. Today, Jian Ran still said that she wouldn\'t go home, so people couldn\'t help but think too much about it.

"Do you think I cheated on you, so I won\'t go back?" Jian Ran smiled and said, but when she turned around, she saw Qin Yue standing at the door of the studio.