Reborn as a wealthy family, Young Master Zhan lay down obediently

Chapter 453 Entered the Semifinals
"Because the military region and the business community have always..."

An Ranran understood.This era, this world, and this country are basically divided and ruled by military regions.So the military region is actually the political center.Covers almost all local administrative matters.

Therefore, people in the military region naturally think that they are the masters of this area.And what about the business world?More than half of the supplies in the military region are supplied by them, so it is understandable for them to have some other ideas.

In this way, a very strange phenomenon has been created. On the surface, the military region and the business community support each other like good friends, but in fact, no one looks down on the other.

So it is normal for Ran Qing to worry that the Zhan family will object to An Ranran and Zhan Nianbei being together after they know this.

Thinking of this, An Ranran was slightly moved: "Auntie, I believe Zhan Nianbei will handle this matter well."

Ran Qing wanted to say something more, but An Ranran said one step ahead of her: "So let's focus on the competition. In fact, I have always wanted to know how you let me enter the semi-finals without passing the preliminary round? "

Hearing An Ranran's question, Ran Qing suddenly laughed: "Silly girl, don't say I let you enter the semi-finals, if you want, I can make you the champion, believe it or not?"

An Ranran's eyes widened: "No way? Then what should I do so hard? You just made me a champion..."

Before An Ranran finished speaking, Ran Qing slapped her on the head directly: "An Ranran, what are you thinking?"

An Ranran's words were photographed back by her, and she heard her continue with staring eyes, "Although I can let you enter the semi-finals, you have to go down by yourself every step of the way! This is a well-known A path that designers must take.”

An Ranran's expression became more solemn in her voice.

She is not afraid of the competition, even during the competition, the tense atmosphere will make her feel excited.

"Did the master show you the first draft of my design?" An Ranran thought of the dress she made before going abroad, and the piece of cloth that Zhan Nianbei sent back to her was not even available in China. .

"What first draft?" Ran Qing frowned, "Have you finished your first draft?"

"Yes. It was formed before I left."

"I don't know about it. Master Song Ming didn't give it to me."

"Oh." An Ranran responded, probably because she left in a hurry, and Master didn't know the reason for the competition.

"Then I'll go over and get that work now. While you're here, help me see if I can use this work to participate in the rematch." An Ranran said, got up and ran out quickly.

After she left, Ran Qing stroked her forehead, sighed and lay down on the table.

For some reason, she couldn't help but want to worry about An Ranran.

Ran Qing shook her head, stood up, and looked out the window.

The campus is beautiful.Students in twos and threes came into her sight.

Suddenly she saw a black car coming in at the school gate.

The corners of Ran Qing's mouth curled up unconsciously.That car belongs to Yu Wenjun.

They were about to get married, but because of Ran Sheng's death, they had to postpone the wedding.

Recently, Yu Wenjun always finds various excuses to stay with her, which makes her feel a sweet feeling unconsciously.

Ran Qing suddenly thought of An Ranran and Zhan Nianbei, would that girl have this sweet feeling when she was with Zhan Nianbei?
Ran Qing frowned, her face gradually becoming displeased.

When Yu Wenjun came in, he saw her face, and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Ran Qing sighed: "Yu Wenjun, we will have a son in the future!"

"What?" Yu Wenjun was confused by Ran Qing's incoherent painting style.

"Now when I see An Ranran, it's like seeing our daughter's future life. I'm so tired."

"Oh." Yu Wenjun responded, "So you want to have a son?"

"Yes. To have a son, at least I don't have to worry about him being abducted by some bad guy. At most, I'm afraid that he has too many girlfriends outside, and I don't know which one to choose as my daughter-in-law."

Yu Wenjun paused for a moment: "Ran Qing, do you have double standards?"

"What double standard?"

"When you give birth to a daughter, you worry that she will be cheated by men, and when you give birth to a son, you want him to have a bunch of girlfriends. Haven't you thought about how unfair this is to those girls?"

Ran Qing was stunned for a moment, then grinned unreasonably: "If this is a double standard, then double standard, I just want my children to live well, and I'm not a saint, so I can't worry about all human beings! "

Yu Wenjun smiled and shook his head: "Okay, whatever you say is what you say."

Ran Qing hummed, and then said: "Actually, to have a son, the most important thing is that you don't have to worry about the pain of childbirth when he grows up."

Yu Wenjun nodded, "That makes sense."

"Of course. A woman's life is much harder than a man's! It looks the same when she is a child, but when she reaches puberty, a girl will have a monthly aunt. If you are unlucky, every aunt's visit is a disaster. Except for the dysmenorrhea in the past, the pad in the underwear alone is extremely annoying. I can't sit or stand, and I worry about my clothes getting dirty wherever I go. Sleeping on the bed at night is even more stiff It's like a zombie. If you move a little, you have to rewash the sheets..."

Ran Qing's complaint made Yu Wenjun momentarily at a loss as to what to say.

So he could only listen silently, and then hummed a couple of hums in coordination, until Ran Qing finished sending out all these complaints, then he put his arm around her shoulder: "Qing'er, thank you for your hard work. "

Ran Qing stretched out her hand and rubbed her face: "Okay, don't talk about these boring things. Now tell me why you came to school again today?"

"The work is done, so I came to see you." Yu Wenjun replied.

Ran Qing silently looked at his bulging document bag, and then stretched out her hand to tidy up the things on the table: "Thank you, President Yuwen, for your concern and love, can you work here now?"

Yu Wenjun smiled, followed her arrangement, opened the document bag, took out the information in it, and started to work properly.

Ran Qing looked at him, then got up and went to the window again.

An Ranran's figure came running from the campus.

She held a package in her hand, and Ran Qing knew that it should be the first draft she had prepared before.

Ran Qing looked at Yu Wenjun, hesitated for a moment, then got up and went outside.

(End of this chapter)