Business tycoon has a crush on me

Chapter 872 Don't Always Praise Her
"I know you were kicked out." No. [-] answered irrelevantly.

What does he mean?mock her?
"I walked out by myself." Ye Liran was not convinced.

"Could it be possible that you will still crawl out?" No. [-] sneered.

Ye Liran: "..." I can't communicate, I can't be good friends anymore!
Ye Liran decided to ignore him. As soon as she opened the design book, a big hand appeared under her nose, and a bottle of ointment lay quietly in her palm.

"Scar removal!" No. [-] explained awkwardly.

Ye Liran smiled: "No need."

Number one was almost fascinated by the smile, he moved his eyes slightly: "Why?"

"Keep it in mind to remind myself that what I have learned from a pit is my wisdom." Ye Liran's expression was indifferent.

"Young master will be sad." Even if he didn't say it on the surface, he was still unhappy: "So for the sake of young master, you have to wipe it."

Ye Liran looked at him with unexpected eyes: "Unexpectedly, you are quite good at persuading people."

"I'm telling the truth, you kept it on purpose, what will the young master think?" That man probably blamed himself for not protecting her well.

"It seems to be the case." Ye Liran took the medicine in No. [-]'s hand: "Where did you get it? The quality is not good enough, right?"

"It's definitely not a fake or shoddy product. You can use it at night and twice a day."

"Isn't there an instruction manual on it?" Ye Liran picked up the ointment, and there was indeed an instruction manual on it.

Number One: "..." He seemed to have done something superfluous.

"But I'm still very happy." Ye Liran's eyebrows and eyes curved into crescent moons.

No. [-]'s lips curled up slightly, as if he was smiling.

"It's okay, then I'll go first." No. [-] turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait, how about staying for dinner?" Ye Ranran invited.

"No, I still have something to do, and it's against the rules." No. [-] walked out quickly, and disappeared in front of Ye Liran after a while.

"What age is it, still talking about those old rules?" Ye Liran murmured.

Bored, she began to bow her head to draw pictures. In line with this issue of ancient dramas, she planned to integrate ancient elements into the costumes of this issue.

She wants to express the profound cultural elements of country Z through clothes for the whole world to see.

After drawing half a picture, Ye Liran felt hungry, so she picked up the snack on the table and took a bite.

Ye Liran, who was eating happily, didn't notice the approaching Jun Mohan until his arms were empty.

"Oh, it's not finished yet, don't look at it." Ye Liran hurried to grab it.

Jun Mohan glanced at it and returned the book to her.

"The painting is not bad." From the outline that has not yet been constructed, one can vaguely see the surprise of the finished product.

"Madam's level is getting higher and higher." She was always beyond his expectations.

"I haven't finished the painting yet. If you praise me so quickly, I will be proud." Ye Liran looked serious.

"Be proud, madam has the capital to be proud."

Ye Liran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, no wonder Huo's mother had such objections, if he continued to get used to it like this, sooner or later she would be overwhelmed.

"Are you back? Dinner will be ready soon, where is the old man?" Mother Huo came out of the kitchen and looked towards the living room.

"I went to play chess with my old comrade-in-arms. I'll give him a call." Jun Mohan took out his cell phone and dialed Mr. Jun's number.

Mr. Jun seems to be quite busy these days. When he was not at home, Ye Liran suddenly realized that he hadn't had dinner with him for a week.

"He said he wouldn't come back and eat."

"Grandpa is very busy recently." Ye Liran's tone was a little annoyed, as a junior, she didn't help to share.

(End of this chapter)