The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1071 - 1094: Request to Lower a Bit

Chapter 1071: Chapter 1094: Request to Lower a Bit

Refined brows and eyes carried a gentle smile; she was like an orchid, lofty and beautiful.

Indeed, Ye Ranran was not the most beautiful, but in Jun Mochan’s eyes, she was uniquely unparalleled.

"You look so beautiful," Jun Mochan said, as he wrapped her waist and leaned down slightly, a smile in his eyes.

That intense gaze made Ye Ranran embarrassed, but the corners of her eyes and brows smiled even more.

No woman doesn’t like to be praised, and of course, Ye Ranran was no exception.

"You’re very handsome too," Ye Ranran leaned against his chest.

The couple stood together like a beautiful painting.

The clerks didn’t have the heart to disturb them.

"Is there anything that doesn’t fit?" Jun Mochan finally stepped back a little, his gaze sweeping down and settling on Ye Ranran’s waist.

"It fits well," Ye Ranran said as she spun twice with Jun Mochan’s hand.

Jun Mochan’s hand rested on her waist, giving it a tug and feeling a slight elasticity, he was somewhat dissatisfied, "Let’s widen it a bit."

Her belly wasn’t noticeable now, but in a month it would definitely be bigger; he was afraid it would not fit at the time.

"That’s fine; let’s widen it by an inch," a little loose is better than too tight.

The wedding dress was made by Ye Ranran’s favorite designer; the craftsmanship and style were impeccable. Ye Ranran touched the seemingly there golden threads around her waist, "When did you order this wedding dress?"

How did he know she would like it?

"Quite early, not long after our wedding ceremony, you selected the style."

She chose it? When did she choose it?

"Before the wedding ceremony, didn’t we choose the wedding dress? You arranged your favorite designs, and this one was among the ones you liked," each one of the designer’s wedding dresses was a classic.

The ones he chose for her were all unique, naturally timeless.

Ye Ranran was thrilled; she didn’t expect him to be so attentive.

"Husband, thank you," Ye Ranran tiptoed, and her soft lips brushed gently across Jun Mochan’s face.

Jun Mochan’s hands clung firmly to her waist to prevent her from losing her balance.

Due to her pregnancy, Jun Mochan no longer allowed Ye Ranran to wear high heels, which made her suddenly much shorter than usual, and she was not used to it.

After letting go of Jun Mochan, Ye Ranran moved her feet.

"What’s wrong?"

"It just feels like my feet are confined, I’m not used to it," frankly speaking, she was not used to tying shoelaces.

"You’ll get used to it slowly," Jun Mochan embraced her waist, "Let’s go, I’ll take you to Huacan."

It was too late today to go to the set, so Ye Ranran thought about interviewing a few candidates.

Perhaps she should lower her standards a bit, hire people first, and as long as they were not too bad, she could train them gradually.

Just after getting into the car, Ye Ranran received a phone call from the police station.

"Hello, is this Ye Ranran?" The police on the other end spoke with a serious tone.

"Yes, may I help you?" Could it be Huo Yi causing trouble again? If that were the case, she’d be furious.

"You know Xia Qing and Xia Yi, right?"

"Yes," Ye Ranran’s heart skipped a beat, sensing an ominous premonition.

Her premonition was soon confirmed.

"This morning, they were found dead at home, a homicide. Please come to the police station to assist with the investigation."

"Okay, I’ll be right there."

After hanging up, Ye Ranran was still somewhat stunned, and her expression blank.

"What’s wrong? What happened?" Jun Mochan saw her disconcerted look and became anxious.