C49 My Wife Is Simple

Jian Ran got up and sat down next to Qin Yue. She looked at the table and saw more than ten dishes of different sizes. Most of them were Sichuan Cuisine with spicy dishes. These dishes were not suitable for patients who had a high fever.

After sizing them all up, Jian Ran fixed her eyes on the bowl of delicious glue porridge on the table.

Even if Jian Ran did not know about medicinal cuisine, she also knew that glues had the effect of replenishing blood and nourishing Yin. She could not let Qin Yue, who had a high fever and had not fully recovered, drink this, right?

Qin Yue usually ate lightly, and the food was also cooked by this auntie. Why did she make this kind of food when he was sick?

After Jian Ran swept a circle, she looked at Qin Yue with doubt. "Are you sure Aunt Chen prepared these dishes for you?"

"No." Qin Yue looked at Jian Ran with a deep and gentle gaze. "I have already eaten. I asked Aunt Chen to prepare these for you."

Jian Ran was surprised, "For me?"

Qin Yue nodded.

Qin Yue's simple words had swept away the gloom that had remained in Jian Ran's heart today. So it turned out that not only would she be worried about him, but he was also thinking about her.

"Thank you!" Jian Ran looked at Qin Yue and smiled. She picked up the chopsticks and started to eat.

Because of Qin Yue's matter today, Jian Ran was so worried that she was not in the mood to eat breakfast. She was really hungry, so she did not look very elegant when she ate.

Qin Yue looked at her with a deep gaze. After a long time, he said, "Did you suffer some grievances today?"

Jian Ran was not a person who shed tears easily. Qin Yue had a very deep memory of the scene where she shed tears just now. His intuition told him that she must have suffered some grievance.

Jian Ran's action of picking food paused. She raised her head and glared at him. She said in a nasal voice, "I have been wronged."

"Tell me about it. If anyone dares to bully you, I'll help you vent your anger." Qin Yue's words sounded like a joke, but he paid attention to every subtle change in Jian Ran's expression.

"The one who made me suffer is you." Jian Ran really wanted to say this, but she thought about it and decided not to. Even if she said it, he would not slap her twice.

The knocking on the door suddenly interrupted their conversation. Liu Yong pushed the door open and came in. He placed a document in front of Qin Yue. "Boss Qin, this document needs your signature."

Liu Yong took the document to Qin Yue and flipped it page by page. He then talked to Qin Yue in English.

Jian Ran did not understand what he was talking about. She heard some keywords and news about buying something.

While they were talking, Qin Yue finished reading the documents. He took the pen from Liu Yong and quickly signed his English name - Leo Qin.

Liu Yong put away the document and left. Qin Yue glanced at it casually and saw a vacuum box on the coffee table.

Qin Yue had a very deep impression of this insulation box. The purple vegetable rice that Jian Ran prepared for him last time was stored in this box.

"What is that?" He looked at the insulation box on the coffee table and asked gently.

Jian Ran followed his gaze and looked over. She saw her vacuum flask and said haltingly: "It's nothing."

"Hmm?." Qin Yue raised his eyebrows and looked at Jian Ran quietly.

Jian Ran was flustered by his look and could only honestly say, "I brought you vegetable porridge. I was worried that you would not be used to it, so I did not take it out for you."

Qin Yue lightly coughed and said very seriously, "Jian Ran, you are not me. How did you know that I would not like it? You did not even ask me and did not give me a chance to choose. How can you easily make a decision for me?"

At that time, when he made the decision to marry Jian Ran, he would try to accept everything from her, whether it was good or bad.

But recently, Jian Ran gave him the feeling that she did not believe him!

Jian Ran lowered her head and said softly like a child who had done something wrong, "En, I will not make decisions for you without seeking your opinion in the future."

Seeing Jian Ran lower her head like a bullied little wife, Qin Yue felt that it was a little funny. "I am hungry. Go and get me a bowl."

"Okay." Jian Ran took the lunchbox over and said as she filled the bowl with porridge, "This is mustard orchid porridge. It might be a little bitter. It should not be a problem."

"I'm not picky about food." Qin Yue was very picky about food. He could eat just the dishes made by Jian Ran.

Just like last time, even though he knew that he was allergic to onions, he still ate it. In the end, he also took a shot at the hospital for the whole night.

After getting married, he had been working very hard to be a good husband.

"Is it delicious?" Jian Ran looked at him and asked with a smile.

"Not bad." This time Qin Yue praised her generously and ate another big mouthful.

Seeing Qin Yue eating the porridge that she personally cooked and eating with relish, Jian Ran's heart was filled with sweetness, as if she was closer to him.

Qin Yue usually would not say nice things to her. But after knowing that her hands and feet were cold, he would prepare gloves and warm water bags for her. He would use practical actions to take care of her.

During this period of time, she slept very well every night. She was never woken up by the cold like before.

Qin Yue was drinking porridge when Xu Huiyi and a doctor knocked on the door and came in.

Jian Ran had seen the doctor in the morning. He was the one who injected Qin Yue with acupuncture.

The doctor's eyes swept across the simple body and finally landed on the bowl of porridge Qin Yue was eating. "young master, your fever has not gone down yet. It could cause other situations at any time. So I would like to ask you not to eat food that is not strictly made by us. It would not be good if you were infected by bacteria."

Jian Ran felt very uncomfortable when she heard the doctor's words. This was clearly saying that the food she made was not clean.

Yes, she admitted that she and Qin Yue had not known each other as long as they did. They were all people who had been by Qin Yue's side for a long time. Their relationship with Qin Yue was very deep, but she was Qin Yue's wife.

Just as Jian Ran was feeling very depressed, her body was suddenly hugged by Qin Yue. His low and deep voice slowly and firmly rang in her ears, "Special Assistant Xu, Doctor Liang, let me formally introduce you to me, Madam and Jian Ran."

I, Madam and Jian Ran!

These simple five words stabbed directly into Jian Ran's heart, instantly softening her heart into soft water. She quietly and gently looked at Qin Yue.

That's right, from the day they got married, Jian Ran was no longer Miss Jian - but Mrs. Qin.

Qin Yue looked at Jian Ran again and his gaze became much gentler, "Jian Ran, Special Assistant Xu and Doctor Liang are people who have worked by my side for a long time. On the surface, we are hiring, but in reality, we are all friends. They are just like my family."

Qin Yue's words sounded very nice, but it once again emphasized the true relationship between them.