Page 868 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Jian Ran pursed her lips and raised her delicate, pale hand to take the design sketch from the man’s hand, her cherry lips moving slightly.

"I think... it’s more appropriate to call me the manager at Gu Family and privately call me sister-in-law."

Han Siming: "..."

Upon hearing Jian Ran’s icy words, Han Siming’s handsome face slightly changed.

"I think we don’t need to be so formal with each other."

"Sorry, I don’t have the talent to be naturally familiar with people..."

After speaking, Jian Ran smiled faintly and seriously looked at the design sketch handed to her by Han Siming.

This was... the first time she had seen Han Siming’s work, her eyes darkened.

First of all, it was undeniable that Han Siming’s design was beautiful, the lines were well-proportioned and the colors matched beautifully. The layout was orderly, the composition was appropriate, the text annotations were proportionally accurate, and it even had surprisingly good elements.

Having studied abroad, he indeed had some skills.

A hint of approval flashed through Jian Ran’s eyes.

"The design is not bad."

Speaking objectively...

After a pause, Jian Ran’s eyes flickered, and then with pursed lips, she countered, "Han Siming... what do you think is the essence of design?"

"What do you mean?"

"Literally, I think, maybe you don’t love design as much as it seems..."

Jian Ran left her words open-ended, her beautiful eyes glancing towards the man in front of her.

"Generally speaking, the needs of the decorator can be split into two categories: one can be simply understood as ’layout’; the other pertains to the spiritual needs. Human-centered design is the closest charm to people’s hearts."

"Therefore, the essence of design lies in being human-centered, but I don’t see these elements in your work."

Han Siming’s learning capability is astoundingly strong; his work almost perfectly replicates current European-style draft designs.

But it is irrelevant to Chen Family’s own operational philosophy.

Thus... Jian Ran did not see any heartfelt elements in the design sketch.

Including the staff of the design department, everyone took over three days to study what was the essence of the company for every new design case...

Not just blindly drawing on their own.

Which is exactly the situation with Han Siming now.

Han Siming initially thought his work would be praised by Jian Ran, but he didn’t expect to be attacked by her sharp words, immediately turning cold.

"Jian Ran... aren’t the words you just said a bit too much?"

"Sorry, I don’t think so. I didn’t verbally attack you, and... what I said was all substantiated, not fabricated out of thin air."

Jian Ran stood up, watched Han Siming’s angry demeanor, walked up to the man; though petite, her presence didn’t wane in front of him.

"If you don’t want to hear it, there’s the door, goodbye."

Han Siming: "..."

Han Siming felt that the woman in front of him was very different from the usual Jian Ran.

Recently Jian Ran acted normally while sitting, now standing... confronting the man, she felt a bit dizzy.

Seeing Han Siming’s tall figure hadn’t moved, Jian Ran raised her hand to massage her temples, leaning on her desk.

Concerned, Han Siming asked, "Ranran, what’s wrong?"

"It’s none of your business."

A cold smile formed on Jian Ran lips, and she pushed the man in front of her.

However, Han Siming, catching a glimpse of Gu Mochen outside the office, immediately took Jian Ran into his arms.

"How can it be none of my business, Ranran, you know... how worried I am about you?"

Jian Ran’s mouth twitched, what was Han Siming getting at?

Feeling tired and lacking the strength to push him away... She unexpectedly saw Gu Mochen’s tall figure pushing the door open.

Instantly, Jian Ran understood Han Siming’s intentions.