"Sister Xuanxuan, Sister Xiao Ran still has something for me to tell you." Chu Keke lowered his head and whispered.

She raised her eyes to look at her assistant and frowned, "What words?" ”

"Sister Xiao Ran said that if a designer doesn't even have a good grasp of market trends, then resign as soon as possible and get out of Haojue."

“……”

Ai Xiaoran?

She has only been back to China for a long time, how can this woman's prejudice against her be so great?

"Alright, you go get busy first." She put down the papers in her hand and said to her assistant.

"Yes, Sister Xuanxuan."

Qin Nianxuan picked up the jewelry design plan on the table, looked at it a few times, and suddenly, the mobile phone in the bag rang.

She pulled out her phone, her brow furrowed.

A call from the Imperial Capital Garden, Jue Xichen is looking for her?

"Hey, hello, I'm Qin Nianxuan."

"Miss Qin, it's me." A gentle middle-aged female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Mother Jiang?" Qin Nianxuan was slightly surprised, why did Jiang's mother suddenly call her?

"Miss Qin, Mr. Jue asked you to come back quickly, he has something to look for you."

What could he do to her?

"Mother Jiang, there are still two hours before the end of work."

"Miss Qin......"

Before Jiang's mother finished speaking, the phone was snatched away by the man, "Give you ten minutes, get back immediately." ”

There was a hint of anger in the man's deep voice.

Qin Nianxuan pursed her lips, where did she provoke him?

After hanging up the phone, she packed her things, picked up her bag and walked towards the elevator.

Imperial Capital Garden.

A silver Bugatti Veyron came to a perfect drift and stopped in front of the gate of the Imperial Garden.

After a while, a man in a dark brown suit opened the car door, got out of the car, and then walked briskly over and respectfully opened the back seat door.

"Young Master Ranran, please get out of the car."

The little boy sitting in the car turned his head to look at the man and got out of the car with a blank face.

Standing in front of the gate, Ran Ran looked up at the big characters carved with gold edges.

The little one frowned.

Is this where the man lives?

"Little master, I'll carry you in."

"No, you don't." He said lightly and took the lead in entering the Imperial Capital Garden.

"Yes."

Jiang Wu followed, leading the way for the little one.

After walking through the garden and the large meadow, we finally came to the living room.

Ran Ran stood at the entrance, and his charming peach blossom eyes swept around.

There were no shoes for him to wear.

Mother Jiang came out of the kitchen and saw a little boy standing at the door, and shouted upstairs happily, "Mr. Jue, Wu Shao is back." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the study was opened, and the man came out of it and stood upstairs, his eyes falling on the little boy who was still standing at the door.

“……”

Ran Ran raised his head and looked at him, his innocent eyes were full of indifference.

Mother Jiang walked over with a smile, "Why didn't the little young master come in?" ”

"Hello." Ran Ran nodded and greeted politely.

"Hello, the little master really knows how to be polite." Jiang's mother smiled kindly.

"Mama Jiang, do what you have to do." Jue Xichen came down from upstairs, sat down on the sofa with his hands crossed, and picked up the newspaper on the coffee table and flipped through it.

"Yes, Mr. Jue."

"Little master, I'll carry you in." Jiang Wu bent down, picked up the small Ran Ran, and strode into the living room.

"Young master." Jiang Wu put the little guy down, and then stood up straight respectfully.

“……”

The man continued to read the newspaper without even lifting his eyelids.

"Did you bring me here?" The childish voice of the child was loud in the quiet living room.

Hearing this, Jue Xichen finally raised his head from the newspaper, and his gray-blue eyes looked at the boy's face that resembled him.

"What's your name?" The thin lips opened slightly, and an indifferent voice spat out from the man's lips.

"Qin Ranran."

"Your mother is Qin Nianxuan?"

"Yes."

"Where's your dad?"

"I don't have a dad." The little one's eyes sank.