"Jian Ran -" Henry suddenly called Jian Ran again.

Jian Ran was startled, looked up at him, and heard him say in a pleasant voice: "Do you have any suggestions or proposals for the case we just raised?"

Jian Ran was startled again.

It's over, she was distracted by other things just now, and she didn't notice what case Henry and the team members brought up.

"If you have no objection, then we will make a decision like this for the time being." Henry clapped his hands and said again, "Everyone go back to work first, and if you have any questions in the future, please feel free to ask them."

Jian Ran was in a daze, but Henry spoke in time, which was a relief for Jian Ran, and I don't know if it was he who was kind enough to help her.

No matter what his heart was, Jian Ran never thought of thanking him, because she had a deep grudge against this man.

"Henry, in the future, if I have anything I don't understand, can I come to your office to see you anytime?" A female colleague asked him with staring eyes, and what she wanted to express in her heart was in her eyes.

Henry is good-looking, has a good figure, and has a pair of charming peach blossom eyes. Apart from his excellent work ability, his appearance also plays a large role in his ability to be accepted by his colleagues so quickly.

In this era of face control, whether it is a man or a woman, good looks always have some advantages.

Henry nodded, using his good smile: "Of course. If you have any questions, you can come to me to communicate."

Henry's words were very tactful, he indirectly rejected the female colleague's suggestion to him, without losing the demeanor of a chief designer.

The female colleague let out an oh, and left the meeting room with the team members, only looking back reluctantly as she walked.

Jian Ran also packed up the documents and left with the army, but just as she got up, Henry handed her another document: "Jian Ran, take a look at this."

Jian Ran had no choice but to stop, took the document he handed over, opened it and looked at it carefully.

Seeing this design draft, Jian Ran suddenly looked up at Henry, with a look of disbelief and surprise on her face.

The design draft that Henry handed her was for her to design a wedding dress for herself. How could he have her draft?

Does he know Iavn too?

It's not impossible, Henry also came back from Milan.

Being in the same city and in the same field, there is a chance that he and Iavn will get to know each other.

Iavn is a super famous designer who values ​​originality more than anyone else, so he probably wouldn't hand over her work to another person at will.

Facing Jian Xin's eyes full of surprise and doubt, Henry smiled slightly: "Jian Ran, I want to hear your opinion."

Jian Ran calmed down and said, "Is this manuscript really drawn by you?"

Henry shrugged: "If I didn't draw it, who else would have drawn it?"

"Did you draw this manuscript?" Jane still didn't believe it, she subconsciously clenched the manuscript in her hand, her pink lips pressed together.

"What exactly do you want to say?" Henry walked to Jian Ran's side, and suddenly reached out to brush the broken hair on Jian Ran's forehead.

Jian Ran was so frightened that she immediately stepped back, opened the distance between the two of them, and glared at him angrily: "What do you want to do?"

Henry smiled and said, "I'm a Virgo boy, and I hate messy things the most. I just saw that your hair is messy, so I instinctively want to help you deal with it."

"Henry, I didn't know you before, and I don't want to know you in the future. If we insist on having any relationship, it can only be a colleague relationship. And I'm married, how old is my child, and I care about my husband very much. I love my children very much, and I don't want anyone to disturb our life."

From the bottom of her heart, Jane didn't want to have the slightest relationship with this person, so she, who never liked to talk about private affairs in front of others, revealed her private life in one breath.

"You're married, you have a child..." Henry narrowed his seductive peach eyes slightly, shrugged, and asked again, "What does it have to do with me?"

She's married, has kids...but so what?

It has nothing to do with him, and it will not affect his determination to do something at all.

But as the saying goes, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so you have to take your time and implement his plan step by step.

What does it have to do with him?

There is ambiguity in this sentence, Jian Ran can't guess what Henry's intention is.

Did he mean that her private life had nothing to do with him, they were just colleagues, partners?

Or does he not care whether she is married or not, anyway, he only does things according to his mood?

Jian Ran couldn't argue with him, so she turned around to leave, but Henry blocked her way as soon as she took a step, and said, "I want you to give me some advice, and I don't want to know about your private life."

Jian Ran's face turned red for a while, embarrassed and helpless, she said again: "Can you tell me clearly, where did your design draft come from?"

"Huh?" Henry said he didn't understand.

"This design draft is a wedding dress manuscript I designed for myself. How did it get into your hands?" Henry pretended not to understand, and Jian Ran stopped beating around the bush with him.

"Jian Ran, is there something wrong with you? This is a manuscript designed by me. How could it be yours?" Henry showed a surprised expression, but his black and bright eyes were full of smiles, with a smile on his face. With a little banter.

The manuscript drawn by Jian Ran was only shown to Qin Yue and the designer Iavn, and they would not release her manuscript.

But how could Henry have her design draft?

Is it really just a coincidence?

The design concepts and ideas of the two of them are all the same, so they almost designed an identical manuscript.

Jian Ran is unwilling to believe that there is such a coincidence in the world. Maybe she really knew him in the past, but she forgot him and doesn't remember him?

For a long time, she lost her memory, and she didn't even recognize Qin Yue by her side.

During that time, she had forgotten many, many people who were close to her.

She once lost a memory, but she has slowly found it back. She remembered everything before. Could she still miss something?

Jian Ran tried her best, tried her best, but she still couldn't remember that there was a man named Henry in her memory.

Could it be that when she recalled her previous memories, she forgot all the memories of her life in Milan?

If she really forgot, then she shouldn't remember the three years that Jane Zhengtian lived with her, nor should she remember that she once won such a designer rookie award.

"Ran Ran--"

Jian Ran, who was meditating, suddenly heard a pleasant voice, she suddenly raised her head, and bumped into Henry's face that was suddenly approaching.

He held her head in his hands and lowered his head to kiss her, but this time Jian Ran was faster than him.

She reached out her hand in time to cover his approaching mouth, and roared angrily, "Henry, if you mess around again, I won't be polite to you."