Business tycoon has a crush on me

Chapter 13 Gossiping Colleagues

"It's just a little lesson, and you'll be relieved soon." Jun Mohan glanced at the news on the computer, his tone slightly cold.

"Okay, it's late, you haven't eaten yet." Jun Mohan bent down, making a gesture to pick her up again.

"Mr. Jun, my foot is just sprained, not broken, okay?"

Jun Mohan hugged her as if he didn't hear it: "But I want to hug you."

The servant at the side walked away silently, Ye Liran had already blushed.

This guy doesn't need to think about love words at all.

After staying at home for five days, Ye Liran was finally able to walk, but still limped.

Half of her design draft is completed, and the remaining half is going to the company to complete, after all, she has rested for so long.

And the editor-in-chief of SZ magazine is coming today, so she has to go today.

"Stop, stop here." Seeing that he was about to reach the entrance of the company, Ye Liran was in a hurry.

Jun Mohan didn't speak, Achuan could only continue to drive forward, the tall Land Rover slowly stopped at the door of Ye Ranran's company.

Now it's time to go to work, and the people who come and go are familiar people, Ye Liran looks at the colleagues outside who come over curiously from time to time, and silently accuses Jun Mohan with his eyes.

"The madam's eyes are asking my husband to hug you?" Jun Mohan rolled up his sleeves gracefully.

"I'll do it myself." Ye Liran unbuckled her seat belt, opened the door, and got out of the car as if fleeing.

A series of actions in one go.

"Ha ha."

Before closing the door, Ye Liran heard Jun Mohan's laughter.

"Of course." A colleague saw her and walked over.

"Morning." Ye Liran squeezed out an impeccable smile on his face.

Colleague Xiao Zhang glanced at the direction the car was leaving: "Of course, not bad, did you find your next home so quickly?"

"It seems that you have a lot of money. The car is the latest model. It looks like the standard equipment, at least 200 million or more." Xiao Liu said.

"My brother, the car belongs to his friend." Ye Liran panicked calmly.

"Really?" Xiao Zhang and Xiao Liu had disbelief on their faces.

Ye Liran's eyes were clear and calm, and the corners of her lips raised slightly: "My foot hurts, and it's inconvenient to go to work, so my brother drove me here, believe it or not."

Ye Liran's unobtrusive appearance dissipated the jealousy in Xiao Zhang and Xiao Liu's eyes.

The low-key Ye Liran has never disclosed her identity. On the one hand, she doesn't want to cause troubles, and on the other hand, she doesn't think it is something she can be proud of.

Ye Mansion is just her nominal home.

As for marrying Jun Mohan, it was completely forced and helpless. She didn't know how long this marriage would last.

So, there's really nothing to brag about.

All she can rely on is herself.

"Hey, Designer Ye finally came to work." As soon as he stood at the door of the office, a strange voice came.

Zhao Yueli, the designer hired by the company a year ago, Ye Ranran took her for a month.

During the period, she held a grudge because she said that her design was not good. From then on, she found faults everywhere and confronted Ye Liran.

Ye Liran pushed open the door as if she didn't hear it, and went in on her own.

Seeing that Ye Ranran ignored her, Zhao Yueli also felt bored, and walked to the tea room with her cup.

Not long after sitting down, Ye Liran was called over by the director.

"Our company has reached a cooperation intention with SZ magazine, but the other party has several requirements to explain to us. Whether your design draft can pass or not depends mainly on the other party." The director said sternly.

(End of this chapter)