Chapter 950
There was no more voice over there, and it must have been embarrassing.

Ye Liran was about to hang up the phone, when Song Yue's voice sounded again unhurriedly: "Ye Liran, if I were you, I would definitely leave his side wisely."

"Excuse me, what position do you use to let me go?" Ye Liran played with the phone line with her fingers.

Fingers that are as transparent as jade are wrapped around the black telephone wires, the white ones become whiter, and the black ones become blacker.

"What can you help him? You're just dragging him down by his side." Song Yue said a fact slowly and clearly.

"He likes to be dragged down by me." Ye Liran frowned.

"I can't tell, you still have a thick skin." Song Yue seemed to have nothing to do with her.

"We are not as good as Miss Song." There was a slight smile in Ye Liran's gentle voice.

There was the sound of something falling to the ground. Song Yue must have been irritated, and Ye Liran smiled even more presumptuously: "If Miss Song came to talk to me about these things, there is no need to look for me again in the future. If you have If you can convince my husband, I will definitely bless you both."

The seemingly generous words were blatantly showing off.

"Ye Ranran, what are you so proud of? You know that you can't help him at all, only I can save him from the fire and water." Song Yue's voice was full of pride.

Now the Huo family is in dire straits, if they don't pay attention, the heir will collapse, and the Huo family will suffer a lot.

"Thank you, Miss Song, for your concern, but without you, we can still get through this difficult time." Ye Liran was neither humble nor overbearing.

"Well, I'd like to see how you walked by." Song Yue hung up the phone with a snap.

Ye Liran put the microphone back to its original position with a smile.

"Ma'am, according to the plan, I will go to the fabric factory in the afternoon. Is the plan postponed or cancelled?" The secretary knocked on the door and came in.

"No, what time is it?" Ye Liran said without thinking.

"Appointment at three o'clock, one hour on the way."

It's two o'clock, Ye Liran looked at the time: "Get ready, set off immediately."

As soon as he got in the car, Jun Mohan's call came.

"Cancel the original itinerary, I will choose a time to go there." The soft and clear voice was like a breeze.

"I'm on the way there. As a fashion designer, I don't think anyone is more familiar with the fabric than me. Do you not trust me?" Ye Liran's tone was soft, but with a persistence that cannot be ignored.

Jun Mohan found that this little woman had been by his side for a long time, and he had also learned a little about his tone of voice.

"Where are you now? How is things going?" Ye Liran changed the subject before he could persuade her again.

"I'm discussing with Ah Xian. He'll go over to have a look later. It's not convenient for me to come forward. I can only contact the people over there first to understand what happened." The sound of typing on the keyboard came from Jun Mohan's side, He must be busy now.

"Well, I'll be back in a while. One is with me, and two secretaries, the marketing manager and the product manager are also here." With so many people around, he doesn't have to worry, right?

"Okay then, be careful yourself, and call me if something is wrong." He told Jun Mohan carefully before hanging up.

Ye Liran couldn't hold back the happiness on the corners of her eyes and brows.

"Is Ma'am happy?" Number one sitting next to her asked, seeing that Ye Liran had the window open, he quickly closed it.

(End of this chapter)

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