"What happened between Qi Ruisen and me has nothing to do with you."
Mo Lan was slightly stunned, he actually knew that she was feeling guilty.
"If Qi Ruisen loses, he loses. The process is not important." Qi Ruigang curled his lips lightly.
Moran said calmly: "Is it really you who did it?"
Qi Ruigang understood what she meant, and his eyes were dark: "I didn't do anything. It was Qi Ruisen's lack of experience."
Moran thought to himself that this was probably the gentlest way for him to deal with Qi Ruisen.
She didn't expect Qi Ruigang to be a gentleman. If he became a gentleman, the earth would probably stop spinning.
"Is the old man's health really okay?" Moran asked worriedly.
But don't kill the old man just because she wants a divorce, even though she doesn't like him.
Moreover, that is Qi Ruigang's biological father, can he really do it?
Qi Ruigang's expression was smooth: "Didn't the doctor just say that as long as he takes care of himself, he can live a hundred years. He will live a hundred years."
Moran felt a lot more relieved now.
But despite this, she still couldn't get excited, and her mood was light and calm.
…
In the following time, Qi Ruigang was busy with work, busy making up for the mistakes made by Qi Ruisen, and busy managing the company.
Mr. Qi's health has improved a little, but it is impossible for him to go to work in the company.
Qi Ruisen is very calm. In addition to taking care of the old man every day, he also goes to work in the company, with a no-competition, no-grab attitude.
Moran saw everything, and she felt that everything was too peaceful.
How could Qi Ruisen not fight for it?
Did Qi Ruigang really defeat Qi Ruisen so easily?
Moran couldn't understand it, so he simply ignored it.
Her due date is coming soon, and now she just wants to give birth to the baby as soon as possible and leave the Qi family as soon as possible.
…
Putting down the brush, Moran finished the painting he had just painted.
A rose in a vase, this is what she painted.
I don't know why, she just wanted to draw one rose, not too many.
She always feels that having too many roses is not a good thing.
Because you don’t know which one you like, so only one is the best. You can also spend all your efforts on just painting this one to make it the most beautiful.
Just like love, not too much, just a unique one.
Thinking of this, Moran couldn't help laughing. Is she still looking forward to love?
Isn't her heart already dead long ago...
"This is for you." An unwrapped rose was suddenly handed to her.
Moran came back to his senses and raised his eyes to look at Qi Ruigang who had just returned.
"You won't accept it, right?" Qi Ruigang raised his eyebrows.
It’s just a flower, what’s not to accept?
Moran took the rose, and Qi Ruigang raised his lips and smiled: "You can use it as a model to draw more roses."
"I have learned how to paint roses and plan to start painting other things." Moran said lightly.
"What to draw?"
"Not ready yet."
Qi Ruigang put his hands on his hips and said with an evil smile: "Why don't you paint me? Draw a portrait of me."
"I won't draw people for the time being." Moran put down the roses and packed up her drafts.
"Just give it to me as a gift, can't you?" Qi Ruigang asked.
Moran didn't even raise his head: "You don't lack anything. If you really want a portrait, you can find an artist to paint it for you."
"But I want your drawing."
"I said I won't draw characters for the time being."
Although their relationship has become harmonious, Moran is still indifferent to him.