The boss of a wealthy family is too clingy, and the beautiful secretary wants to quit

Jiang Huainian closed his eyes and calmed his inner turmoil.

He felt an irresistible urge deep inside his body, but reason told him that he had to restrain himself.

When he opened his eyes again, his expression had returned to calm.

He held her in his arms, kissed her forehead, and said in a hoarse voice, "Go to sleep. The nerves and tissues from your wound have not fully recovered yet. The doctor recommends that you wait three months before having sex again."

An Ran raised his head slightly and blinked slowly, as if the person yelling every day was not him.

She curled her lips with a hint of stubbornness and unwillingness, turned over swiftly and faced Jiang Huainian with her back, her eyes closed, but tears quietly slipped from the corners of her eyes.

Jiang Huainian looked at her back, sighed softly, slowly stretched out his arms, put them around her waist, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Why are you crying?"

An Ran's body trembled slightly, and after struggling for a moment, she whispered, "You...don't like me?"

Jiang Huaian was stunned for a few seconds, then chuckled softly, "What are you thinking about in your little head? Can't you feel how hard it is now?"

Anran could naturally feel it.

But...she still felt a little uneasy.

She raised her head and looked at Jiang Huainian with tearful eyes, her eyes full of questions.

Jiang Huainian lowered his head and kissed away the tears from her eyes, then kissed her lips, gently caressing her ears.

"Wife, you can feel how much I want you, but compared to my desire, I care more about your health. You were seriously injured when you gave birth to Xiao Heng, and I can't bear to torment you when your body hasn't fully recovered."

An Ran's uneasiness gradually dissipated. She snuggled tightly in Jiang Huaian's arms and whispered, "I'm a little worried about gains and losses... Am I suffering from postpartum depression?"

Jiang Huainian's hand gently stroked her back, as if he was comforting a frightened kitten.

He frowned slightly, then smiled and said, "I think it's possible that you've been stuck at home for too long. How about we go traveling?"

An Ran shook her head. "The sales of ready-made clothes have declined in the new quarter. I will go back to work tomorrow."

"Your body hasn't fully recovered yet, don't overwork yourself."

"I know, but [An] needs me now. Emma's performance at Milan Fashion Week was not ideal and she was even ridiculed. This was a big blow to our brand. I must go back and adjust the strategy myself so that [An] can shine at the Spring/Summer Fashion Week in September."

Thinking of work, An Ran was immediately filled with fighting spirit.

The next day.

Jiang Huaian lay leisurely on the bed, with his elbows propped up and his chin resting lightly on them, his eyes focused as An Ran appeared.

Anran walked out of the cloakroom gracefully, wearing a rainbow-colored halter-neck long dress that shone brightly under the light. The halter-neck design of the dress cleverly outlined her sexy collarbone and elegant neck line.

She lowered her head to admire her outfit and nodded with satisfaction, "I don't seem to have gained too much weight. This skirt fits me just right."

Jiang Huaian narrowed his eyes slightly, finally fixed on her plump breasts, and immediately got up from the bed, moved closer to An Ran, and asked, "Why are you wearing such sexy clothes to work?"

An Ran blinked and looked down at her long skirt. "How is it sexy? It's not showing anything, and it's still a long skirt."

Jiang Huainian frowned, immediately stood up, went to the cloakroom to get a thin coat, and put it on An Ran.

"That's much better."

An Ran said speechlessly: "Brother, it's July now. Are you going to kill me with the heat?"

Jiang Huai Nian: "The air conditioning in the office is cold."

An Ran shook her head helplessly. "You have to go back to the company today, go wash up."

Jiang Huainian took her hand, put his sleeve through her hand, and went to the washroom after she put it on.

Anran sat at the dressing table next to her and put on makeup.

Jiang Huaian was brushing his teeth absentmindedly, but his eyes drifted to An Ran from time to time. He noticed the color of the lipstick on An Ran's lips and frowned, "Isn't this lipstick a little red? Is it too bright?"

An Ran raised her head, looked at herself in the mirror, and replied with a smile: "No, this color goes well with my outfit today."

Jiang Huaian put down his toothbrush, still holding mouthwash in his mouth. He tilted his head slightly to rinse his mouth, then strode towards An Ran.

He leaned down, cupped her face tenderly, and pressed a kiss to her lips.

“It’s a little too pretty.”

An Ran shrank her head back and glanced at him, "Are you trying to rub off my lipstick on purpose?"

Seeing her scolding him, Jiang Huainian couldn't help but laugh, then shrugged slightly and went to the cloakroom to change clothes.

An Ran touched up her lipstick and said, "I'm going downstairs to see the kids first."

Jiang Huaian responded and quickened the pace of changing his clothes.

"Are you going back to the company today?" Ren Yunnan took An Qian's hand and walked to the dining table.

An Ran smiled and carried An Qian to the baby chair. She carefully adjusted the angle of the chair and rubbed An Qian's soft hair. "Yes, it's time to go back to the company. There are some tasks that I still need to handle personally."

Ren Yunnan looked at An Ran, "Why don't you take a few more days off? Your health is more important."

Jiang Huainian came down from upstairs and said, "Yeah, I also think she should rest for a few more days, but she insisted on going back to work. Her eyes lit up when she talked about work."

Ren Yunnan smiled but said nothing.

An Qian sat in the baby chair, holding onto the edge of the table with her little hands, her eyes fixed on An Ran, and she said in a baby voice, "Mommy is so beautiful."

Her voice was clear and pleasant, like a warm current flowing into Anran's heart.

An Ran looked down at An Qian, her eyes full of tenderness.

She gently held An Qian's hand and said with a smile, "Thank you for the compliment, baby."

After breakfast, An Ran went to the baby room to play with her son for a while, then got in JAC’s car to go to work.

"Isn't it time for you to move back to the Group?"

Jiang Huaian frowned slightly, "I'm quite comfortable in your studio, there's no need to move back, right?"

An Ran smiled slightly and reached out to hold Jiang Huaian's hand, "But the group needs your leadership. It will affect your work efficiency to some extent when I'm here. I don't want others to say that I'm Daji."

Jiang Huai Nian was silent for a moment and said, "Next week."

An Ran was relieved. It seemed that Jiang Huainian was still rational.

After sending An Ran downstairs to the company, Jiang Huaian had to go back to the group for a meeting. According to today's schedule, he also had a lunch event at noon. He wouldn't be able to see his wife this morning, so he repeatedly told her to get enough rest.

An Ran is a workaholic, and most of what Jiang Huainian says goes in one ear and out the other, so Jiang Huainian feels it is necessary to remind her a few more times.

An Ran frowned, "I'm about to get off the car, you should hurry back to the group, you'll be late for the meeting."

"Let me tell you something."

"What else are you thinking about?"

"Well, take a rest if you are tired, eat a good lunch, don't lose weight, don't go on a diet."