Chapter: 920

"Did you draw this manuscript?" Jane still didn't believe it, she subconsciously clenched the manuscript in her hand, her pink lips pressed together.

"What exactly do you want to say?" Henry walked to Jian Ran's side, and suddenly reached out to brush the broken hair on Jian Ran's forehead.

Jian Ran was so frightened that she immediately stepped back, opened the distance between the two of them, and glared at him angrily: "What do you want to do?"

Henry smiled and said, "I'm a Virgo boy, and I hate messy things the most. I just saw that your hair is messy, so I instinctively want to help you deal with it."

"Henry, I didn't know you before, and I don't want to know you in the future. If we insist on having any relationship, it can only be a colleague relationship. And I'm married, how old is my child, and I care about my husband very much. I love my children very much, and I don't want anyone to disturb our life."

From the bottom of her heart, Jane didn't want to have the slightest relationship with this person, so she, who never liked to talk about private affairs in front of others, revealed her private life in one breath.

"You're married, you have a child..." Henry narrowed his seductive peach eyes slightly, shrugged, and asked again, "What does it have to do with me?"

She's married, has kids...but so what?

It has nothing to do with him, and it will not affect his determination to do something at all.

But as the saying goes, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so you have to take your time and implement his plan step by step.

What does it have to do with him?

There is ambiguity in this sentence, Jian Ran can't guess what Henry's intention is.

Did he mean that her private life had nothing to do with him, they were just colleagues, partners?

Or does he not care whether she is married or not, anyway, he only does things according to his mood?

Jian Ran couldn't argue with him, so she turned around to leave, but Henry blocked her way as soon as she took a step, and said, "I want you to give me some advice, and I don't want to know about your private life."

Jian Ran's face turned red for a while, embarrassed and helpless, she said again: "Can you tell me clearly, where did your design draft come from?"

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

"This design draft is a wedding dress manuscript I designed for myself. How did it get into your hands?" Henry pretended not to understand, and Jian Ran stopped beating around the bush with him.

"Jian Ran, is there something wrong with you? This is a manuscript designed by me. How could it be yours?" Henry showed a surprised expression, but his black and bright eyes were full of smiles, with a smile on his face. With a little banter.

The manuscript drawn by Jian Ran was only shown to Qin Yue and the designer Iavn, and they would not release her manuscript.

But how could Henry have her design draft?

Is it really just a coincidence?

The design concepts and ideas of the two of them are all the same, so they almost designed an identical manuscript.

Jian Ran is unwilling to believe that there is such a coincidence in the world. Maybe she really knew him in the past, but she forgot him and doesn't remember him?

For a long time, she lost her memory, and she didn't even recognize Qin Yue by her side.

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

She once lost a memory, but she has slowly found it back. She remembered everything before. Could she still miss something?

Jian Ran tried her best, tried her best, but she still couldn't remember that there was a man named Henry in her memory.

Could it be that when she recalled her previous memories, she forgot all the memories of her life in Milan?

If she really forgot, then she shouldn't remember the three years that Jane Zhengtian lived with her, nor should she remember that she once won such a designer rookie award.