Forget it, don’t think about it. Ye Ranran picked up the pajamas by the bed and got dressed, then washed her face and put on makeup.
Jun Mochan went to work, Jun Xiaobao went to school, even Old Jun found soone to play chess with, so in the whole villa, only the butler and the servants were there, it wasn’t too empty.
It’s already ten o’clock, the food was ready long ago, so Ye Ranran could only eat it as lunch.
After eating, she gave Fan Rou a call, planning to ask her what’s going on.
Nowadays, she’s so idle, she could only do this, anyway Fan Rou wouldn’t mind her.
"Ranran?" Fan Rou was surprised to receive her call.
"Listen to your tone, what? Do you not want to contact you?" Ye Ranran felt discontented.
She called right after finishing her al, okay? Shouldn’t she be touched? Why did her tone sound odd?
"Of course not, I’m just flattered, are you not busy lately?"
Don’t bla Fan Rou for overthinking, Ye Ranran is not the type to feel bored, unless she needs help, otherwise, she wouldn’t ddle in these matters.
"Not busy." Ye Ranran rested her head on the table, her face full of distress.
She wanted to find soone to complain to but didn’t know how.
Should she say she couldn’t get up in the morning and couldn’t go to work normally? Or should she say her life was too harmonious, causing her work to be disharmonious?
Probably no matter how she says it, Fan Rou would inevitably mock her harshly.
Don’t bla her for thinking too much; Fan Rou is just that kind of person.
Fan Rou finally sensed the abnormality in her tone: "What’s wrong? Did sothing happen?"
"Nothing, just thought that yesterday’s matter sohow relates to , so let help you resolve it. Anyway, I’m bored to death these days and urgently need to find so sense of existence."
As for Jun Mochan, she wouldn’t go bother him, so she chose Fan Rou instead.
"Are you bored to death?" Fan Rou asked outright.
"Yeah, I’m really bored." Ye Ranran picked up a piece of apple with a toothpick and started eating: "By the way, was I really a famous designer before?"
Soone like her becoming a famous designer? Ye Ranran was not looking down on herself, it’s just that she recently discovered she probably used to sleep till noon.
Could she really be a famous designer being this lazy?
Are they fooling her?
"Yes, why? Did anything occur to you?"
"No, I can’t rember at all; it just feels a bit surreal." It’s a completely unfamiliar field to her; from childhood to adulthood, her greatest fear was drawing.
Wen Cai couldn’t draw, not even the simplest flowers.
Her hands were clumsy, yet one day soone told her she was most proficient at drawing.
If this isn’t nonsense, what is?
"What’s so surreal? You designed costus for several TV dramas before; if you don’t believe it, ask your husband to find them for you to see, and you also have a studio, it’s still the sa as before, you even have a half-finished piece there, and your trophies should still be there; your husband probably kept them sowhere, you can check."
Fan Rou listed the evidence one by one, proving that she was indeed a designer before.
"Was being a designer very leisurely?" Ye Ranran could only hypothesize.
Otherwise, she really couldn’t think of a way to manage both work and family.
At least she couldn’t think of it now.
"It’s okay; when you were on set, you’d occasionally stay there; if it was nearby, you’d co ho. You were the main designer, so as long as there’s no issue with the costus, nothing much would involve you. If you didn’t take jobs generally, it was quite relaxed. By the way, you had a column before."
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