Business tycoon has a crush on me

Chapter 48
"In the whole city A, no one knows where he came from and who his parents are. Haven't you ever suspected it?"

Ye Liran's expression was resolute, and her tone was calm: "So what? I just need to know that he treats me well."

"You wait for him to be kicked out one day."

Ye Liran sneered: "Let's talk about it then, I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for that day."

Father Ye's lips trembled, and he watched Ye Liran go out with a pale face.

As soon as he left Ye's house, a familiar Land Rover stopped in front of Ye Liran, and Jun Mohan came out in a hurry.

"Are you okay?"

Seeing his anxious look, Ye Liran threw herself into his arms with such force that Jun Mohan couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Have you been bullied?" Jun Mohan's tone was cold, implying a chill.

It seemed that he was still too kind to them.

"No." Ye Liran came out of his arms.

Jun Mohan narrowed his eyes: "Then what's going on?"

"I miss you, by the way, why are you here?" Ye Liran tried to change the subject.

Just seeing him so anxious and his concerned tone warmed her heart, she couldn't help but rushed towards him.

"Is this what you went shopping today?" Jun Mohan didn't answer her, seeing the cloth in her hand, the dark clouds in her eyes dissipated, and sunlight returned.

"Yeah." Ye Liran put the cloth behind her.

Jun Mohan didn't point out her little thoughts, and the two returned to the villa by car.

"Well, what size clothes do you usually wear?" Ye Liran stood at the door of the study and asked pretending not to care.

"Don't you know what size I wear?" Jun Mohan replied without raising his head.

Ye Liran turned around and walked out, Jun Mohan immediately stopped the movement of his hands, a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, and was about to stand up, when Ye Liran ran back again.

Jun Mohan calmly lowered his head again and tapped the computer again.

"Come on, stand up, let me measure." Ye Liran took a ruler and gestured on Jun Mohan.

Jun Mohan stood up obediently, his tall figure instantly enveloped Ye Liran, and a powerful aura followed.

Ye Liran subconsciously took two steps back.

Jun Mohan took two steps forward, trapping her between himself and the table.

In a small space and a quiet environment, Ye Liran could hear her own rapid heartbeat.

Plop, plop, almost jumping out of the chest.

"Just to measure."

"I know, didn't Madam tell me to stand up? Didn't I listen to you?" Jun Mohan looked at her innocently.

"Then stand still." Ye Liran raised her head.

Jun Mohan propped his hands on the table, his head drooped slightly, almost touching Ye Liran's cheek: "I just think it's not right for Madam to measure like that."

"What's wrong? Everyone measures like this, and besides, I checked it on purpose, and..."

Before Ye Liran finished speaking, Jun Mohan blocked his mouth, and his big hand slipped in from under her clothes.

Ye Liran supported his chest with both hands, and forcefully opened the distance between the two: "What are you doing? I haven't measured yet."

"Didn't I let you measure it next to me?"

Ye Liran: "..." Another feeling of being tricked.

When he woke up the next day, Jun Mohan was no longer around him. He seemed to be very busy recently.

Ye Liran lay on the bed for a while, then sat up suddenly.

Nima, she's a fool, there are clothes in the cloakroom, so why can't she measure them?
(End of this chapter)