"How could the design draft, which was perfectly fine, be leaked? And others even produced it before us," the minister looked at Ye Ranran suspiciously.
Ye Ranran, who caught his gaze, considered it quite ludicrous. "You don’t think I leaked it, do you?"
"Only a few people saw the design draft, and only three of us were there when it was finalized. I definitely didn’t do it. You can’t possibly suspect Young Master Jun..."
Ye Ranran didn’t know what to say. She understood him; he was just trying to avoid blame, so he pointed all faults at her.
OK, she could accept that.
"Never mind, think whatever you want." Ye Ranran stood up.
"Where are you going?" the minister stopped her.
Just as she reached the door, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Ye Ranran, caught off guard, almost bumped into the incoming person.
"Why are you so edgy?" Jun Mochan embraced her smoothly.
Ye Ranran immediately pulled back: "Perfect timing, I need to speak with you."
Just as Jun Mochan was about to respond, the minister arrived and greeted him with servile politeness, "Young Master Jun."
He didn’t expect Jun Mochan to come so quickly, it looked like he had rushed over immediately after learning about the situation.
His gaze darted back and forth between Jun Mochan and Ye Ranran.
Ah Chuan subtly placed himself between them.
"Don’t worry, I’m here," Jun Mochan comforted Ye Ranran.
"Mmm, I thought about redesigning it, but that would push back the start date a few days. Is that okay?" Ye Ranran raised her head to look at him.
Her voice sounded a bit anxious, but her eyes were still clear, and showed a hint of determination.
"You handled that well, but it’s not necessary, I already prepared for it."
Prepared for it? Ye Ranran looked at him puzzled. When did this happen? And why wasn’t she aware of it?
"Remember I asked you to hand in two design drafts? I was most satisfied with that one."
No need to say more, everyone understood his point.
Ye Ranran looked at him in bewilderment: "You calculated everything in advance?"
"It wasn’t a calculation, just an extra layer of preparation," said Jun Mochan indifferently.
Ye Ranran deflated: "Then why are you here?"
"If I didn’t come and tell you, you wouldn’t know how distressed you would be," Jun Mochan looked at her with a teasing smile.
Ye Ranran rolled her eyes at him. "Don’t you have a phone? You could’ve just called me."
"Telling you on the phone is not the same as coming in person. Besides, I didn’t come just to see you, I had to investigate the leak in the design plan, right?" Jun Mochan took a seat.
The minister had no choice but to sit down. Ye Ranran looked around and chose to sit next to Ah Chuan.
Jun Mochan took a dark look at the minister. He didn’t say anything, just looked at him.
"Designer Ye, have a seat," the minister immediately conceded the chair to Ye Ranran with good sense.
Ye Ranran was a bit helpless. Did this man want everyone in the world to know about their relationship?
"Regarding the design plans, I want an answer within two days," Jun Mochan said in a tone that didn’t tolerate refusal.
The minister turned a bit pale: "Young Master Jun, the only ones who saw the design were the three of us. Neither you nor I could have leaked it. The designs were still in Designer Ye’s hands."
Ah Chuan looked at the minister as if he were a dead man.
If he wrongs Ye Ranran in front of Jun Mochan, his career is undoubtedly over.