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

An Ran recently conducted an in-depth analysis of the four major fashion week shows. As soon as she returned to the company, she couldn't wait to gather her team members to share her observations and experiences with everyone.

The meeting ended only when the clock quietly pointed to noon.

An Ran took a nap in the office for ten minutes and regained some energy.

She ate something simple, then immediately picked up her paintbrush and started painting.

After finishing the group's affairs, Jiang Huainian hurried to An Ran's studio and knocked gently on her door.

"Honey, I brought you a drink."

An Ran looked up when she heard the voice, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. She put down the paintbrush in her hand, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

"Are you done?"

Jiang Huainian put the drink on the table, walked around behind An Ran, and squeezed her shoulders. "Well, the meeting is over. I'll go to your office next door to review the documents later."

An Ran lowered her head and continued drawing.

Jiang Huai Nian: "You didn't take a break at noon, take a break and have something to drink."

An Ran didn't even raise her head, "I want to draw it down first while the idea comes to my mind."

Jiang Huaian had no choice but to insert the straw into the drink and feed it to An Ran's mouth.

An Ran took a sip, "Avocado milkshake?"

Jiang Huai Nian: "Well, is it delicious?"

"It tastes good." An Ran raised her head and blinked, "Honey, can you go to the next room to review the documents?"

Jianghuai Year: "..."

This heartless guy rushed to see her right after the meeting, but she was lukewarm.

Jiang Huaian was obedient. He opened the office door and walked out without saying anything, leaving only one sentence, "I'm going to the next door."

Finally, everything calmed down and Anran continued to draw.

Jiang Huainian would occasionally steal glances at An Ran in the office next door, but she didn't even glance at him, completely immersed in the drawing in front of her.

Jiang Huaian was quite dissatisfied with this.

An Ran returned to her favorite field and didn't feel tired at all. If she didn't miss her two children at home, she really wanted to stay in the studio and work overtime.

On the way home, the two people's topic always revolved around the company's recent plans and the upcoming big show in October.

Jiang Huaian saw light in Anran's eyes. That light was full of confidence, passion and longing for the future, which was completely different from the tired and confused look she had during the confinement period.

-

"Mom, where's Qianqian?" Anran started looking for her daughter as soon as she returned home.

Ren Yunan: "She is playing in the main house. Let's go over there for dinner and bring her back later."

Anran went back to the bedroom, put down her bag, washed her hands, and went straight to the baby's room.

When Jiang Huainian came out of the toilet, the bedroom was empty. He twitched the corner of his mouth. Where else could it be if not in the bedroom? It must be that brat’s baby room!

As soon as he arrived at the baby's room, he saw An Ran sitting on the edge of the bed holding An Heng, gently rubbing her son's pink little face, her face filled with the glow of maternal love.

She chatted with her son gently. Although An Heng could not understand what his mother said, his bright eyes were fixed on An Ran and he responded with babbling sounds.

"You've been tired all day, take a rest, I'll hold him."

An Ran gently lifted An Heng's little butt and put it into Jiang Huainian's arms.

Jiang Huainian caught his son steadily and held him to his chest.

Suddenly, An Heng's nose wrinkled and his face gradually turned red.

"He has poop." An Ran covered her mouth and chuckled.

Jiang Huainian also felt the subtle warmth coming from the palm of his hand. He widened his eyes and stared at his son with disgust.

"Where's the nanny?"

"I asked her to go and rest for a while. Give her son to me and I will change her diaper."

"Let me handle it..." Jiang Huainian sighed helplessly, with a look of "life is hopeless" written all over his face.

An Ran smiled and responded: "Okay, I'll leave it to you then."

Jiang Huainian has changed An Qian's diapers before, so he has some experience. This is his child, so it's his turn to change it.

The little guy pouted and started crying loudly, "Wow——"

"Okay, I'll change your diaper." Jiang Huainian was really reluctant. After putting him on the mat, he found a diaper, then stared at his son and said nothing else for a while.

An Ran couldn't help laughing at the side: "Can you do it?"

"Okay!" Jiang Huainian gritted his teeth. How could a man say he couldn't do it!

"Wuuuwaa!" The little guy was feeling very uncomfortable at the moment, and just kept crying, making Bai Jianghuainian a little annoyed.

"Why are you crying? I've changed it for you."

"Wow--"

Jiang Huainian made up his mind, took a deep breath, and reached out to help his son take off his diaper.

An indescribable smell hit his nose, making him frown and blurt out, "It stinks!"

She quickly took out a wet tissue and gently wiped her son's wound, revealing a rare tenderness in her movements.

After wiping them clean, he threw all the used wet wipes and diapers into the trash can with a look of disgust.

After putting on a new diaper, the little guy obviously felt much more comfortable and his crying stopped abruptly.

He opened his big watery eyes and stared at Jiang Huainian curiously, as if expressing his gratitude to his father with his eyes.

Jiang Huai let out a long breath, feeling relieved.

Changing a diaper made him so nervous that he broke into a sweat, but now he finally completed this "arduous" task.

"Not bad." An Ran was sitting aside, witnessing all this, with a satisfied smile on her lips.

Jiang Huaian turned his head, met An Ran's encouraging gaze, and smiled proudly, "Simple."

At this time, the nanny came back.

Jiang Huainian glanced at her with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes. She didn't come back earlier or later, but just after he changed his diaper.

An Ran saw Jiang Huaian's eyes and smiled, "Okay, go wash your hands, and let's get ready to go to the main house."

Jiang Huaian responded and walked quickly towards the bathroom.

He turned on the faucet, squeezed several pumps of hand sanitizer into his hands, and rubbed them repeatedly until he felt his hands were thoroughly clean before turning off the faucet.

-

An Ran worked for a day, spent time with her son, and played with her daughter for a while. After returning to the bedroom and taking a shower, she felt completely exhausted and was so sleepy that she could not open her eyes.

Jiang Huainian picked up the hair dryer and gently dried her wet hair.

Anran leaned against Jiang Huainian, her breathing gradually becoming steady.

"Wife." Jiang Huai called out in a young voice, but An Ran did not respond.

"Wife?" he tried again.

Enron is offline...

Jiang Huainian turned off the hair dryer, picked her up gently, carefully placed her on the soft bed, and covered her with a quilt.

He sat on the edge of the bed, staring at her peaceful sleeping face, feeling a faint bitterness in his heart.

He sighed helplessly, feeling deeply moved.

He can't even spare a moment!

He stared at her for a long time, kissed her on the forehead, and walked quietly into the bathroom.