CEO's Mistaken Wife

"Jian Ran —" Henry suddenly called out to Jian Ran.

Jian Ran was startled, she raised her head to look at him, only to hear him saying in a sweet voice: "Do you have any suggestions or proposals for the case that we just brought up?"

Jian Ran was startled again.

It was over. She had been distracted by other things and hadn't noticed that Henry and his team had brought up a case.

"If you don't have any objections, then we'll temporarily decide as such." Henry clapped his hands and said, "Everyone go back to work first. If you have any questions in the future, please feel free to ask them."

Jian Ran was in a daze, and Henry spoke up in time to help Jian Ran out. He did not know if was kind enough to help her or not.

No matter what intentions he had, Jian Ran never thought of thanking him, because she had a very deep grudge with this person.

"Henry, if there's anything I don't understand, can I come to your office and see you anytime?" A female colleague asked him with twinkling eyes. Her eyes were the only thing she wanted to express in her heart.

Henry is good-looking, built well, and has a pair of alluring peach eyes. Apart from his excellent work ability, his looks are also a good proportion of his colleagues'.

In this era of face control, no matter if it was a man or a woman, looks always had some advantages.

Henry nodded and smiled the smile he was so good at. "Of course. If anyone has any questions, you can come and talk to me. "

Henry's words were very well-spoken, indirectly rejecting the lady colleague's suggestion to him, but also not losing the demeanor of a chief designer.

That female colleague acknowledged and left the meeting room with the rest of the team, looking back unwillingly.

Jian Ran also packed up the documents and left with the group. However, just as she got up, Henry handed her another document: "Jian Ran, take a look at this."

Jian Ran could only stop in her tracks and take the documents from him. She then opened the document and looked at it seriously.

Looking at this design draft, Jian Ran suddenly raised her head and looked at Henry. She had an expression of disbelief and astonishment.

Henry handed her the design, which she had designed for herself. How could he have her script?

Did he know Iavn?

Henry was also from Milan.

Being in the same city and the same field, he had the opportunity to get to know Iavn.

Iavn was a super designer who valued originality more than anyone else. He probably wouldn't give her work to someone else so easily.

Facing Jian Xin's surprised and doubtful gaze, Henry smiled lightly: "Jian Ran, I want to hear your opinion."

Jian Ran became focused and asked: "Did you really draw this manuscript?"

Henry shrugged. "If I didn't draw it, who else could it be?"

"You drew this manuscript?" Jian Ran still could not believe it. She subconsciously held the drawing tightly, her lips puckering up.

"What are you trying to say?" Henry walked to Jian Ran's side and suddenly reached out to pick up the hair on Jian Ran's forehead.

Jian Ran was shocked, she immediately retreated, pulling apart the distance between the two of them, staring at him angrily: "What are you trying to do?"

Henry laughed: "I'm a Virgo boy. I can't bear to see messy things. I saw your hair was messy, so I instinctively wanted to help you deal with it."

"Henry, I didn't know you in the past, and I don't want to know you in the future either. If we had to have any sort of relationship, it would have to be a co-operative relationship. And I'm married and my child is a few years old and I care a lot about my husband and I love my child and I don't want anyone to disturb our lives. "

From the bottom of her heart, Jian Ran didn't want to have anything to do with this person, so she, who never liked to talk about private matters in front of others, revealed her entire private life in one breath.

"You're married, you have children …" Henry narrows his seductive eyes, shrugs, and says, "What does it have to do with me?"

She's married, she's got a child... But so what?

It had nothing to do with him and would not affect his determination to do something.

However, as the saying goes, one cannot eat hot tofu in a hurry. This matter still needed to be done slowly, step by step, in order to execute his plan.

What does it have to do with him?

These words were ambiguous, Jian Ran couldn't guess what Henry's intentions were.

He was saying that her private life had nothing to do with him. They were just colleagues, partners?

Or, whether she was married or not, he wasn't there. He was in a good mood anyway.

Jian Ran was not in a good position to argue with him, she turned around and was about to leave when Henry blocked her path and said, "I want you to give me some advice, I don't want to know about your private life."

Jian Ran's face flushed red. Embarrassed and helpless, she said, "Can you tell me clearly where you got this design?"

"Hmm?" Henry said he didn't understand.

"This design is a wedding manuscript I designed for myself. How did it end up in your hands?" Henry pretended not to understand, and Jian Ran did not beat around the bush.

"Jian Ran, did you get something wrong? This is the manuscript I designed, how could it be yours?" Henry showed an expression of great surprise, but his shiny black eyes were full of mirth, with a hint of ridicule in them.

Jian Ran had only drawn the script for her for Qin Yue and Iavn to see, they wouldn't release her script for everyone to see.

But how could Henry have her design?

Was it really just a coincidence?

Both of them had the same design ideas and ideas, so they came up with an identical script.

Jian Ran was unwilling to believe that such a coincidence existed in this world. Maybe she really did know him in the past, but she had forgotten about him.

There was a long period of time in the past where she lost her memories and even when Qin Yue was by her side, she did not recognize him.

During that time, she had forgotten many people who were originally close to her.

She had once lost a memory, but she had slowly recovered it. If she recalled everything from before, could it be that she had missed something?

Jian Ran tried her best to think of, tried her best to think of, but she still couldn't remember a man named Henry.

Could it be that when she recalled her past memories, she had forgotten about the memories of her life in Milan?

If she really forgot, then she should not have remembered that Jian Zhengtian had lived together with her for three years, and she should not have remembered that she had even won a design new person award.

"Of course —"

Jian Ran who was deep in thought suddenly heard a melodious voice. She abruptly raised her head and bumped into Henry's face.

He grabbed her head and lowered his head to kiss her, but this time Jian Ran's speed was even faster than his.

She reached out her hand to cover his mouth and roared, "Henry, if you dare do something rash again, I won't be polite!"