Chapter: 1122

"Any more questions?" Qin Yue asked coldly.

"No." Qiao Zhendong said again, "I'll have someone keep an eye on him and never let him go out of the house. President Qin, you can see him anytime."

"Now." These are two words that couldn't be simpler, Qin Yue's usual way of speaking and doing things.

"I'll make arrangements now." Qin Yue only said two simple words, but Qiao Zhendong definitely understood what he meant, he was going to see Ye Yichen now.

The forces around Ye Yichen were wiped out, and he was forced into a dead end by them, and there was no room for resistance.

Qin Yue went to see Ye Yichen this time to let Ye Yichen know that his woman is definitely not something that Ye Rubbish can touch.

Even, Qin Yue wanted to cut off Ye Yichen's lips with a knife, and wanted to cut off Ye Yichen's hands, because those lips and his hands touched his Jian Ran.

His Jian Ran can only belong to him in this life!

Qin Yue never knew before that his possessive desire was so strong!

When Qin Yue came out of the study, he saw Xiao Ranran running and playing with Mian Mian in the living room. One person and one dog were fighting for a small ball. They were so fierce that no one would give way to the other.

"Dad, my sister is not good!" Seeing Qin Yue, Xiao Ranran immediately reported the situation to her father as if she had seen her biggest backer.

"Wow, woof..." Mianmian couldn't speak, so she used her woof to express her dissatisfaction, as if she was also saying that Ranran's sister was not good.

"Okay, Dad will send some balls over later, and you two will be alone, so you don't have to fight anymore." Seeing Xiao Ranran and Mianmian refusing to give in to each other because they were fighting for a ball, Qin Yue laughed a little Shaking his head, the two little guys usually have a very good relationship, and they don't recognize people when they fight for things.

"Of course I love Dad!" In Xiao Ranran's heart, Dad is the best, no matter how big the problem is, Dad can always think of a way to solve it.

"Wow, woof, woof..." Mianmian circled around Qin Yue, rolled on his feet, and expressed in its unique way that it also loved Dad.

"Okay, you two are playing first, Dad is going out to do something." Qin Yue looked at another study room, and saw that Jian Ran was busy drawing her design draft.

She just took an order, and the customer asked for a Chinese-style cheongsam with bright spots, and the final draft should be handed over to the customer before the Spring Festival.

There are still a few days before the Spring Festival, and Jian Ran is rushing non-stop, and must deliver the finished draft to the client before the agreed time.

Last night she was too busy to go to bed. Today she got up early in the morning. Qin Yue wanted to persuade her, but he swallowed the words before he could utter them.

Jane likes this job, and this job can make her feel more valuable, and she won't be a rice bug who only depends on him... So he has no reason to ask to give up this job.

Qin Yue felt distressed that Jian Ran was too tired, so when she was busy, he would accompany her and tell her that he would always support her work, and not interfere with her work, and support her spiritually.

Qin Yue walked into the study room, hugged her from behind Jian Ran, and gently rubbed his chin on the top of her head: "Jian Ran..."

"Huh?" Jian Ran snorted lightly, all her attention was still on her design draft, and she ignored Qin Yue.

"Jian Ran!" Qin Yue called her with an accentuated tone.

"Qin Yue, what's the matter?" Jian Ran still didn't look at him.

"Look at me!" Qin Yue was dissatisfied, and took away the paintbrush from Jian Ran's hand, turned her body around, and made her look at him.

"Don't make trouble!" Jian Ran smiled at him, stretched out her hand to pinch his face, "I was having an inspiration, and I didn't know when I would pick it up when it was interrupted by you."

"Am I not as important as your design draft?" Qin Yue's face darkened, a jealous face that could be jealous of the design draft.

"Of course..." Jian Ran hooked his neck, leaned forward and kissed the corner of his mouth, "Of course my design draft is not as important as yours, but I will live on it."

"You can also rely on me to live..." Qin Yue had already uttered these words, but swallowed them back abruptly.