Chapter: 52

Jian Ran nodded, and went back to her room to take a shower. When she came out of the bathroom, Qin Yue came in with a bowl of ginger soup: "This is for the cold, you drink a bowl."

Jian Ran took the bowl and gulped it down. After drinking, she gave him a gentle smile: "Thank you."

Qin Yue put the bowl aside, pulled the quilt to cover her: "It's getting late, go to sleep. Don't be late for work tomorrow."

"Yeah." Jian Ran obediently lay on the bed, looking at him with big watery eyes blinking.

"I'll accompany you." Qin Yue lay down beside her, held her hand with one hand, and patted her back gently with the other, coaxing her to sleep.

Today, he was in Linshi to discuss a project, but he suddenly received a call saying something happened to Jian Ran, and he rushed back without any delay, but he came back late, and she was locked up for several hours.

She is just a girl who is not yet twenty-four years old. No matter how strong she is usually, she must be extremely flustered and scared when encountering such a sudden thing.

But when she saw him, she didn't even shed a tear, and even tried to talk to him with a smile. The more Jian Ran is so strong, the more Qin Yue wants to protect her.

As her husband, he hoped that he could take good care of her, and never let her be hurt in the slightest in this life.

After confirming that Jian Ran was asleep, Qin Yue quietly got up and came to the study room, and made a call: "Liu Yong, handle this matter well, I don't want to hear any rumors that I don't want to hear tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Qin Yue hung up the phone with a snap, ignoring whether the person on the other end heard him clearly.

Jian Ran slept extremely restlessly, she kept yelling something, her small face as big as a palm was almost wrinkled.

She had a dream again, a terrible nightmare that she had often had in recent years.

In the dream, a group of people pointed at her, scolding how the Jian family's scholarly family could raise her such a shameless daughter who even wanted to snatch her sister's man.

Her closest relatives were by her side, but no one stood up to help her. What was even more frightening was that these messages were sent by them themselves.

She opened her mouth to explain, but she couldn't utter a word. She could only watch the contemptuous eyes and listen to the scolding voices.

"Of course..." It was her mother who loved her the most calling her.

"Mom..." Jane took a lot of effort to call out such a word.

When she stretched out her hand to hold her mother tightly, but the next moment, her mother turned her back in tears: "You have been smart and self-reliant since you were a child, your sister..."

"Why talk so much? The Jian family doesn't have a useless daughter like you." This time it was Jian Ran's father who spoke.

The father's face, which was always full of kindness before, became very strange now, so strange that Jian Ran seemed to have never known him before.

At this moment, she felt that the tight string in her heart was suddenly broken, and her heart became cold.

Just because she has been a strong child since she was a child, and because she lost the heart of the young master of the Gu family, is she destined to be abandoned as an outcast?

Jian Ran suddenly felt very cold, as if she was in a thousand-year-old ice cellar, it was so cold that it made people shiver.

Just when Jian Ran felt that she was about to be submerged in icy water, a pair of warm palms grabbed her hand in time and pulled her out of the ice cellar forcefully.

Jian Ran suddenly opened her eyes, and met a pair of eyes full of care and tenderness.

"Qin, Qinyue?" Jian Ran, who had just woken up from a nightmare, couldn't tell which was the dream and which was the reality.

Maybe there is no such person as Qin Yue in the world at all, he is just a hypothetical character that she imagined to accompany her.

Qin Yue gently hugged her into his arms, patted her on the back lightly with his big palm, like coaxing a child: "How about I tell you a story?"

He knew she was having a nightmare, and he knew better what she was dreaming about, but he didn't say a word, trying to use his own method to distract her attention.