42: Chapter 042: Trap_1
“It’s so loud.” She, unable to move her hand, instinctively used her mouth to silence it.
It was refreshing, and Ye Ranran unintentionally deepened the kiss.
The gaze of Jun Mochan deepened, one hand placed her hand on his waist, the other clasping the back of her head, making it easier for him to take control.
Only when Ye Ranran felt short of breath did Jun Mochan stop.
President, we’ve arrived.” The driver timidly knocked on the window.
“So comfortable.” Ye Ranran had fully undressed Jun Mochan’s upper body.
Unmindful of his image, Jun Mochan picked up Ye Ranran and walked into the house.
As soon as he closed the door, Jun Mochan turned around and pushed Ye Ranran against it.
“Do you want it?” Jun Mochan whispered in Ye Ranran’s ear.
Ye Ranran had already melted into a puddle, not knowing what Jun Mochan was saying and instinctively nodding.
“You said it.” Jun Mochan could not hold back any longer and lowered his head to kiss her.
Unbeknownst to them, the drawn curtains concealed the erotic scene within.
When she woke up the next day, Ye Ranran was a little dazed.
She stared blankly at the ceiling, trying hard to remember what exactly had happened before.
“Awake?” A lazy voice sounded in her ear.
Ye Ranran was so startled she sat up instantly, instinctively covering herself with the blanket.
You don’t recognise me after one night?” Jun Mochan’s expression was unpredictable.
The signature grin had disappeared from his face.
His enigmatic expression made him look particularly dangerous, yet irresistibly charming.
Ye Ranran was unsure of what Jun Mochan was thinking, and weakly defended herself, “Last night, nothing happened between him and me.”
Shouldn’t he comfort her now?
Soothe her wounded heart?
Why was he acting like a storm was coming?
“Shouldn’t the lady explain why she ended up in another man’s bed?”
His words nearly choked Ye Ranran.
There was something wrong with that juice.”
“Don’t you know not to accept drinks from strange men?”
Was he angry about that?
Ye Ranran bit her lip, “Ye Tianjiao came at that time, didn’t I just want to get away quickly?”
“This whole affair was orchestrated by the Ye Family.
They even want you to marry Xie Yuan, and Ye Tianjing was also involved.”
In other words, this was all a conspiracy, a trap?
They all teamed up to deceive her?
Chills ran down Ye Ranran’s spine, her eyes filled with frost.
This score, must be settled.
Ye Ranran got up from the bed, picked up the bathrobe on the floor, put it on and headed for the bathroom.
After getting herself together, she stormed out angrily.
She ran into Ah Chuan at the door.
Ye Ranran, seething with anger, walked past him without a second glance.
Seeing Jun Mochan, still in his pajamas, standing on the staircase, Ah Chuan cast a worried glance at Ye Ranran.
If she doesn’t vent her anger, she might get sick.” Jun Mochan looked at the files in his hand, “Did you get what I asked you to do?”
The Ye’s office building was situated in the busiest area of the city.
Ye Tianjiao, the public relations manager of Ye’s, should be at work now.
As soon as she left the villa, Ye Ranran headed straight to the Ye’s.
“Miss, who are you looking for, do you have an appointment?” The receptionist politely asked.
Ye Ranran didn’t answer and hurriedly walked ahead.
At this moment, the general manager’s office and the PR office of Ye’s were in complete chaos.
For some unknown reason, early in the morning, rumors about Ye’s financial shortage were everywhere.