The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 726 - 723: Afraid I Can’t Concentrate_1

Chapter 726: Chapter 723: Afraid I Can’t Concentrate_1

"Go read a book in the room."

"Can’t I read in the study?" Why specify the room?

"You can be in the room or the living room, just not in the study." Jun Mochan pinched her face.

As if doing so would put more meat on her face.

Why?

"Because seeing you distracts me." Jun Mochan wrapped his arms around her waist, and before Ye Ranran could reply, he kissed her.

He had initially planned to keep it light, but upon contact with those soft, sweet lips, he couldn’t help but delve deeper.

Gradually, the taste of the kiss began to change.

Just when Ye Ranran felt like she was about to suffocate, Jun Mochan let go of her.

"It seems I did not choose a good time to return." Jun Mochan traced Ye Ranran’s lips with his.

Ye Ranran’s face turned so red it looked like it might drip blood. How could she not understand such a blatant hint?

"Go handle your documents, I’m returning to my room." She extricated herself from Jun Mochan’s embrace.

Watching her near-panicked departure, Jun Mochan’s lips curled in genuine amusement.

Entering his study and booting up the computer, Jun Mochan didn’t announce his return to the upper echelons of J.C. Instead, he contacted Zhou Xian.

"Help me look into someone."

Jun Mochan sent Song Yue’s photo.

"This woman looks familiar." Zhou Xian replied.

"You’ve seen her before?"

Zhou Xian tried hard to recall: "I can’t remember where I met her."

Jun Mochan’s eyes narrowed: "Quickly investigate for me, I need it by tonight."

"Alright, wait a moment."

After instructing Zhou Xian, Jun Mochan connected with One: "Have you encountered any issues recently?"

"Several shipments were robbed. Ah Xian found out that it was the Song family, so I wounded the head of the Song family." One calmly infiltrated the Song family’s defence system.

He found such endeavors exhilarating; every time the Song family patched up their system, he breached it again.

"Infiltrate Song Ze’s computer, see if you can dig up anything interesting." Jun Mochan suddenly ordered.

"Did he do something to your wife again?" One was exceptionally sensitive.

Knowing he was referring to the previous incident, a murderous look appeared in Jun Mochan’s eyes: "Yes."

"Got it, I’m on it." One abandoned Song Er’s computer, switching to infiltrate Song Ze’s.

After hanging up, Jun Mochan finally contacted his secretary.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you, Ah Chuan resigned and I allowed it." Ye Ranran leaned against the doorframe, eyes focused intently on Jun Mochan.

"Noted." Jun Mochan didn’t lift his head.

"Just like that?" She tilted her head, sounding incredulous as she asked again.

Jun Mochan finally looked up from his computer: "What more does my wife want?"

"He was your right-hand man, I allowed him to leave just like that. Aren’t you angry with me?"

"In the workplace, people come and go, isn’t that normal?" Jun Mochan looked at her earnestly: "Only my wife will accompany me for life."

What a guy, such a master of flirting.

"Alright then, you carry on with your meeting. I won’t disturb you."

Ye Ranran turned the pages of a fashion magazine she had not read in a long time. Looking at the latest clothes and excellent works, she felt as if they were from another lifetime.

How long has it been since she last held a pen?

She couldn’t help but search for a pen and paper, but couldn’t find either in the room.

In the end, she had to give up.

After flipping through a few more pages, the phone on the bedside table rang.

"Who is it?" Ye Ranran held the phone between her ear and shoulder while continuing to flip through the magazine with her left hand.

Hearing the sound of paper turning on the other end, Song Ze asked, "Are you reading a book?"

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