Take a good cub to set up a daughter-in-law

After staying in the hospital for more than a week, Zhuo Yichen's wound finally healed, and Qin Yaran became friends with him unknowingly, calling him by his name in a friendly manner:
"Yichen, after you get out of the hospital, do you want to go back to your home with Yang Yang?"

It's our home.

Zhuo Yichen's eyes were dark, and he pretended to smile casually: "No hurry, tonight is the celebration party for the establishment of your studio. As the president, of course I want to attend with you, a key employee, so."

"so?"

"Miss Qin, as the head of the studio, don't you think you should dress up so that everyone can see your charm?"

Zhuo Yichen looked at the little girl's flushed cheeks, resisted the urge to kiss her, stretched out his hand and scratched her small nose, Qin Yaran suddenly realized, covered her nose, blushing.

Indeed, as the head of the studio, she should appear in front of the public with the best image, but
Zhuo Yichen's seemingly unintentional actions just now caused some waves in her heart.

Qin Yaran originally thought that Zhuo Yichen would take her to the shopping mall to choose clothes, but she didn't expect Zhuo Yichen to drive her back to Zhuo's house. The villa in front of her was obviously newly renovated, and Zhuo Yichen Chen's temperament is the same, low-key and extravagant, showing exquisiteness everywhere, but for some reason, Qin Yaran always feels that this place is very familiar, as if she has been here before, when Zhuo Yichen took Yang Yang to wash his hands, she pretended Tsukuru casually asked the butler beside him:

"What was the style before the decoration here? I always think it looks familiar."

"Miss Fuqin laughed. Mr. has very high requirements for interior decoration. Every once in a while, he will let a special interior designer design the decoration himself. Maybe you remember wrongly."

The butler lowered his eyes and answered respectfully. Qin Yaran felt that he was thinking too much with his calm attitude. Soon, a group of maids in white uniforms surrounded him:

"Miss Qin, the dressing room is upstairs, please come up with us."

Although she always knew that Zhuo Yichen was rich, when the maids opened the locker in the dressing room, Qin Yaran was still in a daze,

The exquisite mahogany wardrobe is full of high-end skirts of various luxury brands, many of which have only appeared in the finale exhibition of the Fashion Week. Qin Yaran herself is considered a high-income group, but the price of a random dress here is Can buy a sea view room.

How could Zhuo Yichen, a big man with a son, buy so many expensive dresses? !
"Miss Qin, sir has ordered you a long time ago to prepare dresses for you to attend the party, so the sizes of these dresses are all suitable for you. Which one do you think you want to try on first?"

The maid seemed to have seen her question, and spoke in a neutral manner, and then began to carefully try on the dress for her. Qin Yaran couldn't help but blush when she saw the gorgeous and delicate dresses in front of her.

It seems that this Zhuo Yichen is not as cold and aloof as the outside rumors say.

The Zhuo Group bet on her for the first time entering the entertainment industry. Tonight she represents not only the studio, but also the image of the entire Zhuo Group. Therefore, Qin Yaran also put up 12 points of energy and tirelessly tried again and again. Dress, be sure to appear in front of the public with the best image.

And just when she changed into the No.12 skirt, a deep and deep voice sounded from behind:

"very beautiful."

"Really? I also think this one is quite appropriate."

When looking at Zhuo Yichen's slightly smiling eyes, Qin Yaran was a little flustered, while Yang Yang rushed over with short legs, blinking his big eyes:
"Mom is so beautiful, like a fairy in the sky, she is the most beautiful mother in the world!"

Seeing the little cute baby's admiration, Qin Yaran wanted to laugh. The dress for the evening was decided. When Qin Yaran was about to discuss the details of the evening with Zhuo Yichen, Mu Hanxuan directly sent a video invitation:
"Ya Ran, I'm at the airport right now. I'll be enthroned in half an hour. I think I'll be back in the evening. How are you doing now? I read the news that you were almost attacked with acid. What's going on?"

That man had already explained everything clearly after that day. He was quite a famous singer before. In order to make himself more popular, he found Qin Yaran, hoping that she could be a shooter and write songs for him, so that he could add a "creative song". "Genius", after being rejected by Qin Yaran, he plagiarized Qin Yaran's previous works without remorse, and finally ended up ruined, but blamed all the crimes on Qin Yaran.

Mu Hanxuan knew something about this matter before, he was relieved to see that Qin Yaran was fine, and then became nervous again:
"Where are you and why are you wearing a dress?"

"I'm at Mr. Zhuo's house. You should know that the company has been acquired by Zhuo's Group. Tonight there will be a party to celebrate the establishment of my studio. Do you want to say hello to Mr. Zhuo?"

Qin Yaran originally wanted to let Mu Hanxuan and Zhuo Yichen get to know each other in advance so that he could have more resources in the future, but she didn't expect that when she heard Zhuo Yichen's name, Mu Hanxuan's expression would change. It was very ugly, and when he opened his mouth to say something with a gloomy face, Zhuo Yichen naturally took the phone from Qin Yaran:

"Mr. Mu, right? I appreciate your strength. After you return to China, we can talk about your job development in detail. Now Miss Qin and I have other things to discuss, so let's not bother you .”

"Ya Ran, listen to me, you Zhuo Yichen!"

Holding the mobile phone whose video was hung up, Mu Hanxuan stood in the waiting hall with a pale face, trembling uncontrollably. The people around him quickly noticed that he was the superstar Mu Hanxuan, and gradually began to crowd around him. After coming over, Mu Hanxuan hurriedly put on his sunglasses, hid in the corner, hesitated for a long time, and finally dialed the number for Qiao Ruofeng:
"I underestimated Zhuo Yichen too much. He bought the company and set up a private studio for Yaran. He clearly wanted to hurt Yaran again. Are you sure your hypnosis will not be a problem? Do you need to do it again? Hypnosis?"

"The reason why I hypnotized Yaran at the beginning was because her mental state and mental state could no longer be harmed, but Hanxuan, you know, Yaran can't stand the blow, and she can't stand the intensity of the second hypnosis."

Far away in a foreign country, Qiao Ruofeng's gentle and handsome face is full of complicated emotions:

"Mu Hanxuan, answer me honestly, you are so eager to not let Yaran remember Zhuo Yichen, is it just because you are worried about her, or because you are jealous?"