Ye Ranran took out her mobile phone, her eyebrows furrowing slightly, "Why hasn’t the media called me this time?"
By rights, her phone should have been blown up with calls by now, it shouldn’t be this silent.
"Did you think I would let them harass you? How could I protect you if I didn’t have this ability?" Jun Mochan said nonchalantly.
Ye Ranran blinked, her face one of astonishment.
Jun Mochan laughed at her dumbfounded expression, "What? Are you surprised?"
Ye Ranran walked over, hugged Jun Mochan from the front, and rested her head on his shoulder, "I’m not surprised, I’m just touched by Mr. Jun’s thoughtfulness."
This man, he was always so considerate, unwilling to let her suffer any harm.
"I’d be much happier if my wife didn’t call me Mr. Jun at this moment." Jun Mochan returned the hug.
"Hubby," Ye Ranran called out shyly.
"I can’t hear you, you’re speaking too softly."
"Hubby!" Ye Ranran raised her voice slightly.
"Still not loud enough, call again." Jun Mochan teased.
"Let’s get back to work." Ye Ranran tried to extricate herself from Jun Mochan’s embrace.
Having thrown herself into his arms, did she really think Jun Mochan would let her escape so easily?
Ye Ranran suddenly regretted her impulsiveness. She had thrown herself into a tiger’s den.
"Honey, we’re in the office." Ye Ranran pushed him away.
Achieving his goal, Jun Mochan released her.
Listening to his suggestive, deeply meaningful words, Ye Ranran felt like her face was on fire.
Jun Mochan pinched her cheek: "Alright, even if I wanted to, I need to finish the work at hand first."
He wasn’t irresponsible, and continuously teasing Ye Ranran was merely for fun.
Jun Mochan felt that he was a pretty restrained individual, having never touched another woman apart from Ye Ranran.
If he ever wanted someone, it would only be Ye Ranran.
"I won’t disturb you anymore." Set free at last, Ye Ranran quickly released herself from Jun Mochan’s embrace.
"Mr. President." Ah Chuan entered the room.
After their earlier horseplay, a few buttons on Ye Ranran’s clothes had come undone, her hat had fallen off as well.
As Ah Chuan came in, she had just picked up her hat and placed it back on.
"Er, I didn’t see anything." Ah Chuan quickly walked out.
Ye Ranran wished she could dig a hole and hide in it.
Jun Mochan’s face darkened: "Don’t you know to knock before you enter?"
But this was an urgent matter, Ah Chuan was at a loss for words,
"It’s alright, come in." Ye Ranran scampered off, "I’ll go get a glass of water."
Compared to Ye Ranran’s fluster, Jun Mochan was much calmer. He smoothed over the wrinkles in his clothes, "What’s the matter?"
"I already reported Xie Media to the government, they’ve sent people to investigate. In addition, the investment in Xie’s Catering is considering backing out due to their stocks plummeting recently. Xie Yuan is currently trying his best to convince them."