"So why should I say anything?" Che Hao spread his hands, his expression resigned.
Ye Ranran’s scarlet lips curled upwards as she delicately uttered two words: "Begin."
Han Yan was pushed out, four bodyguards watched her with a chilling, terrifying gaze, their stance resembled that of a brutal wolf.
If she were to be disobedient, they would pounce on her, tearing her to shreds.
Han Yan was forced to run three laps, it was only until she was about to faint that Ye Ranran finally decided to spare her.
"Don’t ever appear before me again, understood?" Ye Ranran looked down at her with a smile.
Han Yan nodded incessantly, implying she understood.
Having disciplined the ones who deserved it, Ye Ranran finally turned to Che Hao: "Mr. Che, would you be interested in having a meal together?"
She was mainly hungry, and she still needed to discuss the new show’s costumes with Che Hao.
She may as well talk while eating.
"A meal invitation from Ranran? I couldn’t possibly refuse, shall we take my car?"
Ye Ranran originally wanted to decline, but then she considered that there was no need, she could simply start on the car.
Che Hao didn’t drive his usual chauffeured car, but rather an ordinary business vehicle. Ye Ranran brought only one bodyguard with her, while the other three followed in another car.
"Do you have any suggestions regarding the new show’s costumes?"
"Nothing too bland or too garish, stay away from peculiar outfits."
His statement was incredibly obvious.
"Do you have a sketch? Otherwise, I can’t offer any decent advice." Che Hao was slightly embarrassed.
"I haven’t drawn any yet, I wanted to hear your requests first." Ye Ranran propped her chin up.
Medieval and modern dramas are not the same, the costumes aren’t a minor matter, she didn’t want to waste her effort.
Nevertheless, it seems her wish was about to be thwarted.
"Let’s have dinner first." The car stopped and Che Hao headed out.
He was wearing a mask and a hat, covering his face and head, only revealing a pair of eyes. Others wouldn’t recognize him.
Ye Ranran didn’t need to hide, she didn’t need to.
The meal was rather enjoyable, Ye Ranran and Che Hao exchanged opinions.
Just as they were immersed in the conversation, a notification sounded from the mobile. Ye Ranran checked it and a faint smile hung on her face.
To avoid any mistake, Ye Ranran had saved half of Xia Shi’s picture, of course, excluding the head.
Until Xia Family is ruined, she wouldn’t cross the line and cause troubles for Jun Mochan.
"I’m full, I’ll be leaving first."
Ye Ranran was still worried about Jun Mochan.
However, she needed to get to work, she had to prepare the costumes before the drama started shooting, she couldn’t delay.
Che Hao being a celebrity, naturally couldn’t dine publicly, hence the two reserved a private room.
They opted for Japanese cuisine.
The moment she opened the door to the private room, she bumped into a pair.
The two of them, as beautiful as figures in a painting, made a lovely couple standing together.
Strangely enough, Ye Ranran didn’t feel a trace of heartache.
Indeed, without love, there wouldn’t be any pain.
Huo Yi froze for a moment, then immediately voiced his derision: "Ye Ranran, you’re really proactive."
Jun Mochan was still confined to his bed, yet she was out dating another man.
How much Jun Mochan cherished her, and yet he was so blind.
"Older Brother and Sister-in-law are also quite romantic." Ye Ranran’s smile was light as if she didn’t hear any sarcasm in Huo Yi’s words.
"However, we can’t compare to you." The flags at home hadn’t been pulled down yet, and yet here she was flying colors outside.