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?In the elevator.
Jian Ran stood in the corner of the elevator, holding on to the handrail on the wall and staring at the man in front of her warily.
Although he drank, he was not so drunk that he became unconscious. In addition, the head was hit hard just now, which made her sober up a lot.
Is he trying to catch himself?
¡°If so, that¡¯s a coincidence, even I know which level I am on.
They were the only two in the elevator, so quiet that you could hear their breathing clearly.
Jian Ran controlled her breathing subconsciously.
"I really didn't expect"
"Mr. Fu, what have you been thinking about all day?" Jian Ran interrupted him and continued impatiently: "I didn't expect that I would do mean things with Liao Zhibin. I didn't expect that I would have dinner with my friends. Fu Boss, do I have to tell you every fart, otherwise you wouldn¡¯t have thought of it?¡±
Since his son was still in his hands, he endured his temper from the beginning, followed his heart, and did whatever he wanted.
But after everything was done, he still kept making things difficult for himself.
"If there is anything else you need to tell me, just tell me quickly."
Watching the elevator slowly descend to the third floor, she didn't want to leave the hotel and be bothered by Fu Junye.
Fu Junye was silent, annoyed in his heart, thinking about what he should do to make this bitch shed her arrogant skin and become as obedient and submissive as she was five years ago.
?Obviously, this is a difficult and huge amount of work.
"It's okay for now, but you have to be on call, otherwise you should know very well"
"Know!"
Jian Ran interrupted Fu Junye again and walked out the moment the elevator door opened.
She really didn¡¯t want to be alone with Fu Junye for a moment anymore.
Looking at Jian Ran's leaving figure, Fu Junye snorted coldly.
The next time we meet again, he will remind this bitch and let her know that since she wants a son, she should correct her attitude.
Back to the apartment, Jian Ran turned on the light, walked to the living room, threw her bag on the single sofa, and fell down on the double sofa, feeling instantly alive.
"No, no, you have to get up and continue drawing, otherwise it will be too late."
After taking a short break and pouring a cup of coffee, Jian Ran walked to the desk.
Her office is in a small corner of the living room. To the right of her desk is a window. During the drawing process, she can look out at the scenery outside the window from time to time. Directly in front of her is Fei Mo's former toy area, which has now been transformed into a reading area. , a small three-layer bookcase filled with various types of books.
When Fei Mo was little, he would sit on the mat and play with toys. She could see Fei Mo when she raised her head.
She was the only one left in the apartment that was not too big, and she felt a sad feeling of loss and loneliness in her heart.
This feeling only occurred in the first year after I was imprisoned. In the second year, I had Fei Mo accompanying me.
In prison, Fei Mo stayed with her for three years. He Chi got him out in the fifth year, otherwise she wouldn't have known how many more years she would have to stay in there.
Fortunately, she didn¡¯t give up designing while in prison, so she became what she is now.
¡°Otherwise, it will take many years to make up for the five-year window period.
Jian Ran put the coffee on the table and devoted herself to the drawing.
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