Chapter: 543

Whenever she is so bored, her only choice is to sit in the studio, paint and paint, give full play to her imagination, and outline her inner works. .

Ever since she knew that she was Qin Yue's wife and Xiao Ranran's mother, Jian Ran was in no hurry to design dresses for their family of three.

Qin Yue said that there was no wedding between them, and they would prepare a wedding when she remembered the past, or when she wanted to.

Although it's true that Qin Yue is her husband, Jian Ran still wants to wait until she remembers the past before holding the wedding.

What a sacred and romantic thing a wedding is, she doesn't want to hastily hold the wedding when her memory is incomplete.

In any case, we have to wait until she thinks about her and Qin Yue's past, and after she personally designs the dresses for their family of three, then consider the time for the wedding.

Just as Jian Ran was engrossed in her thoughts, the housekeeper Xiangqin came to report: "Miss Jian, the old man is here, and I would like to invite you to meet in the living room."

"Old man?" Jian Ran thought for a while, then asked, "Qin Yue's grandpa?"

"Yes. It's his old man." Butler Xiangxiu replied respectfully.

Regarding Qin Yue's grandfather, Jian Ran heard Qin Yue mention it, but she didn't say it carefully. Three years ago, when Qin Yue returned from a business trip, it was his grandfather who gave Qin Yue her urn.

She is obviously still alive, so where did Grandpa Qin get an urn?

There is obviously something strange about this matter, but Jian Ran hasn't retrieved all the memories of the past, so she doesn't know what happened for a while.

In Jane's current memory, there is no such thing as the old man, but when she heard that he was looking for her, she instinctively rejected him. However, he is an elder, and she has no reason to refuse if he wants to see her.

Jian Ran nodded and said to Xiangxiu: "I'll pack up and go right away."

"Okay." After receiving the order, Xiangqin withdrew.

Ever since Qin Yue called all the servants in the family to talk together last time, everyone's attitude towards Jian Ran was very good, and no one dared to neglect her any more.

The housekeeper Xiangxiu even regarded Jian Ran as the hostess, and her attitude towards Jian Ran was no worse than that towards Qin Yue.

Jian Ran cleaned up briefly, and rushed to the living room as fast as she could. When she entered the room, she saw the old man sitting on the sofa in the living room, talking in a low voice with the assistant standing beside him.

Their backs were facing the gate, so they didn't notice Jian Ran's arrival. Jian Ran could only see their backs, not their faces.

Jian Ran stood still at the door, subconsciously pursed her lips, and waited for a while before walking towards them again.

Assistant He who was standing behind the old man heard Jian Ran's footsteps and looked back at Jian Ran.

Jian Ran saw Assistant He's face clearly, and Assistant He's cold eyes.

Seeing this face, in an instant, Jian Ran only felt that a thunderbolt was coming towards her, and various pictures flashed in her mind.

It's him, it's him, it's this man, it's this face that has appeared in her dreams in the past three years.

Every midnight when he dreamed back, he always smiled coldly, stabbed her with a big syringe, and injected an unknown liquid into her body.

Seeing this face that had appeared in her dreams countless times, Jian Ran only felt that she had once again fallen into an endless nightmare.

The black vortex is going to swallow her up...

"No, don't come here, let me go, let me go, don't let me see you, go away..." Jian Ran covered her earphones, yelling and shouting, she had already forgotten where she was.

Instinctively, she turned around and wanted to run, but before she could take a few steps, Assistant He blocked Jian Ran's way with a dodge.

He still smiled like that: "Young Madam, I didn't expect that we would meet again."