"Ranran, I'm just concerned about you, with no other intentions."
"Yeah, I'm also just refusing your ambiguity, with no other intentions... Siming, please let me be, okay?"
Sitting there, Jian Ran could vaguely feel a sense of fatigue.
This pregnancy... seems to have a strong reaction.
Just like when she was pregnant with Tang Bao.
Jian Ran couldn't help but frown, raising her hand to rub the center of her forehead, then not wanting to be entangled with Han Siming too much, she took the design proposal from the man's hand.
"Let's put the design proposal here for now. I'll take a look at it, and if there's nothing else, you can leave."
Jian Ran was in a hurry to go for prenatal checkups and had no time to waste with Han Siming.
Hearing her words, Han Siming thought Jian Ran was doing it on purpose and coldly said.
