Chapter 9 : The More You Look, the More Beautiful You Look

Seeing Qiao Ran there, he raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "We'll go to grandma's house together later."

"Mmm!" Qiao Ran nodded. She felt the air get cold again. The accident a few days ago didn't seem to close the distance between them...

If it weren't for Grandma ji, Qiao Ran wouldn't have married him. Unfortunately, Grandma ji had been taking care of her all these years, taking care of her more than his own mother.

Ji Hanxiao took out the suit from the paper bag and took it off. It was a white shirt.

Qiao Ran had sharp eyes and could tell at a glance that the suit he was wearing was the one Lin Xiaoli showed her the other day!

Her heart wrenched. This man actually accepted Lin Xiaoli's gift? She smiled sarcastically. After all, she had never bought any clothes for him. He accepted the clothes of a woman he loved, which was nothing to him, right?

Qiao Ran silently left the room with a red bag, his face slightly pale.

After ji hanxiao put on his clothes, he couldn't help but glance at the bag.

This suit was sent to him by someone. The handwriting... It looked like someone. I guess that woman wanted to be proud, so she wrote it crookedly on purpose, didn't she? But Ji Hanxiao still felt that it must be someone's handwriting.

But isn't she pretending too well? When he came in with the bag, the change didn't change?

Ji Hanxiao walked to the car and saw qiao ran standing there with a face pulled.

He frowned. He wore everything she asked him to wear, but he still had a straight face?

Ji Hanxiao was also a little angry and could not help but say coldly, "Today is grandma's birthday. Don't keep your face tense."

Qiao Ran came back to her senses. Even if she didn't give Ji Hanxiao face, she had to give grandma ji face. She took a deep breath and tried to relax her expression.

However, when he saw the clothes he was wearing, Qiao Ran's temples suddenly jumped wildly, and her head was still dizzy. She stretched out her slender fingers and gently rubbed her forehead. Seeing her like this, ji hanxiao frowned and asked, "What's wrong? Is it uncomfortable?"

Qiao Ran quickly shook his head. "It's okay. It's just a small problem."

"Don't let grandma worry." Ji hanxiao glanced at her and said coldly, then fastened his seat belt.

Qiao Ran nodded and leaned back in the chair to close his eyes.

Half an hour later, the car stopped and Qiao Ran fell asleep.

Ji Hanxiao reached out and tried to wake her up, but his hand stopped halfway and his gaze fell on her slightly pale face.

Qiao Ran's eyes were closed, and there was an indescribable fatigue on her face. Her sharp chin was much thinner than before.

In Ji Hanxiao's memory, before that incident, her small face was round and very cute.

She wasn't stunning, but she was an eye-catching type. The more she looked, the better she looked.

Ji hanxiao looked at the time. It was past one o' clock in the afternoon. Qiao Ran was used to taking naps, but in the past three years, they had become estranged, and her habits were still the same.

Ji Hanxiao withdrew his hand and tried to take off his coat and drape it over her body, but he did not know what he was thinking, and his hands slowly fell down again.

Qiao Ran suddenly woke up, as if she was having a nightmare, and a thin cold sweat was oozing from her forehead. She subconsciously turned her head to meet Ji Hanxiao's deep eyes.

"Here we are. Don't sleep." Ji hanxiao wanted to say something caring, but when he opened his mouth, it became an extremely cold urge.

Qiao Ran grunted, opened his seat belt, and got out of the car with a small bag and gift.

Inside the Ji family old house, it was already very lively. The old lady had lived for seventy years, and she had made a lot of good friends. In addition, some of the great figures from the Ji family were also present. Relatives and friends were gathered together. Before Qiao Ran entered the door, he could already hear bursts of laughter.