CEO's Mistaken Wife

Since Qin Xiaobao was not the real child of the Qin Family, it made sense for the parents of the Qin Family to help her and Qin Yue.

Thinking about it, Jian Ran looked at Qin Xiaobao carefully.

Her eyes were clear and clean, and her smile was sweet. No matter how she looked at it, she was just a big child that had just reached adulthood. All of her thoughts were written on that beautiful face of hers.

When Xiao Bao called her sister-in-law, he had acknowledged her relationship with Qin Yue from the bottom of his heart, but here he was, daydreaming.

Jian Ran was suddenly angry at herself, angry at herself for doubting what was going on between Qin Yue and herself.

If there really was a relationship between the two of them, why would Qin Yue marry her? When Qin Yue married her, he made it very clear that he wanted to live a good life with her.

Although Qin Xiaobao was not the child of the Qin Family, when she mentioned the Qin Family, one could tell that in her heart, the Qin Family was her blood kin.

Looking at her, she was the son of the Jian family, but her father had done something that was worse than an animal.

Thus, in this world, the relationship between people was sometimes the closest of kin, and emotions could be cultivated.

Qin Xiaobao didn't notice that Jian Ran's mind had already thought of this millions of times, and continued: "Sister-in-law, let me tell you, grandfather, father and mother are all very good people. They'll love you as much as they like me. "

"Xiao Bao, thank you!" Jian Ran laughed.

Even if the parents of the Qin Family could not accept her for the time being, she could still rely on his own hard work to make them accept her.

No matter what, as long as Qin Yue did not say anything, she would not easily propose a breakup.

After chatting for a while longer, Qin Xiaobao accepted the call and left hurriedly. She had a brilliant smile on her face when she walked out the door, as if she was busy trying to find her lover.

Qin Yue understood that the wound on Jian Ran's leg had not healed yet, and at noon, he got Aunt Chen to give him food.

"Young Madam …" Aunt Chen looked at Jian Ran, hesitating to speak.

"Aunt Chen, if you have something to say, just say it." Jian Ran laughed and said.

"Young Madam, I have been in charge of young master's food for nearly thirty years. "When he was still in his mother's womb, I served his wife at her side. When young master was born, I always took care of his meals." The Aunt Chen said.

"Yes." Jian Ran nodded, "Aunt Chen, it has been hard on you these past few years."

"Young Madam, you misunderstand. That's not what I wanted to say." Saying that, Aunt Chen took out a notebook from his apron's pocket and handed it over to Jian Ran, "Young Madam, this notebook has recorded all of young master's eating habits, which things he will not be able to eat and which things cannot be eaten, I will have to trouble Young Madam to take a good look."

Jian Ran took the notebook, and casually flipped through the notebook. On the most obvious part of the first page, it said that there was a type of food that Qin Yue could not eat, and would become allergic to just eating it.

The food was — Onions!

Jian Ran finally remembered that not long after he and Qin Yue had lived together, she had already made an onion for Qin Yue to eat. The second time he ate it and did not return for the last night.

Aunt Chen continued, "Originally, I shouldn't meddle in these matters. However, I'm worried that one day, Young Madam, you …"

Jian Ran smiled and interrupted the Aunt Chen's words, "Aunt Chen, thank you for giving me this notebook. I will read and memorize it carefully.

Jian Ran spent the entire afternoon flipping through the notebook. After reading it, she realized that Qin Yue was not a picky eater.

Qin Yue could not eat many things, things that he was willing to eat must be eaten by someone else, he would never eat outside, especially the hotpot —

Looking at all these, Jian Ran realized that her understanding of Qin Yue was not the slightest bit, it really was too little.

Qin Yue couldn't eat the onion, but he didn't want to tell her himself that he would need to tell her about it after he ate it.

This point caused Jian Ran to feel extremely uncomfortable. She could just say it out in front of her and him, and let a third person tell her, what the hell was that supposed to be?

Could it be that in his heart, Qin Yue felt that she was not as important as an aunt?

Thinking of this, her lips curled up into a smile. Just what had happened to her today?

It was as if he had turned into a small, resentful woman.

Jian Ran put down the notebook, took the brush and drawing board and went to the balcony of the master bedroom.

The Jiangbei's winter was not as cold as the capital. Today, the sun was shining brightly, and it would not be cold even if one did not wear a very thick outer coat.

The sky had already started to darken, the temperature had dropped a little, but it was not very cold, even Jian Ran who was afraid of the cold did not feel cold.

Jian Ran sat in front of the easel, picked up the brush, and was unable to put it down for a long time.

Because her heart was very, very confused. She did not know what she wanted to do, nor did she know what she was panicking about.

After sitting for a while, Jian Ran lifted her brush and started drawing on the drawing board.

In fact, she didn't know what she was going to draw. When she finally regained consciousness, a blurry image appeared on the drawing board.

Although the drawing was ugly, one could still tell that the portrait was Qin Yue.

Before Qin Yue returned home, he searched through all the rooms but didn't find Jian Ran. Finally, he saw her on the balcony of the master bedroom.

He stood behind her and saw her scribbling him.

From her messy brushwork, it could be seen that she had something on her mind.

Qin Yue went back to his room and brought a coat for her. He then walked to the balcony and draped it over her body, "The weather is so cold, why are you sitting outside?"

"If I want to sit outside, what can you do?" Her tone was unfriendly.

Because her heart was a mess and he really wanted to find someone to vent his anger on, Qin Yue was the best candidate for her to do so.

"What's wrong?" Qin Yue did not know why, but he was patient and asked her about it.

His brows furrowed, his eyes were filled with worry and concern for her, and Jian Ran's heart softened.

"I'm fine. "Don't worry about me." She did not want to talk to him anymore, she was afraid that her panic had turned into a sharp sword and hurt Qin Yue.

"Jian Ran, tell me?"

Obviously, Qin Yue did not want to let her go just like that.

What a hateful man. Did he really have to make her speak the reason that was difficult to voice out in her heart?

Jian Ran looked at Qin Yue angrily, as if he wanted to eat him.

Qin Yue was confused, but just as he was about to ask, he saw Jian Ran stomping her feet and bellowing: "I'm jealous!"

With that, Jian Ran pounced over quickly like an angry kitten and fiercely kissed Qin Yue's lips.

The kiss came suddenly and fiercely, without skill or skill, full of the smell of venting.

She was jealous of Xiao Bao, and even felt jealous.

Suddenly, he tasted a fishy sweetness.

Jian Ran bit him, and blood started to flow from their lips.