The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 873 - 870: Living Well

Chapter 873: Chapter 870: Living Well

Looking up, she saw the curiosity in Song Ze’s eyes and slightly reined in her own expression, "Let’s go."

Song Ze looked around curiously, "Sister, where are we?"

"The television station."

Song Ze knew what a television was, and his curiosity grew even more.

The temporary assistant arranged by the television station was already waiting for Ye Ranran, an alert individual.

"As long as it does not disrupt the recording of the program, I hope you won’t restrict him too much, please."

The assistant was frightened by Ye Ranran’s politeness and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, I will, don’t worry."

"Would it be okay for this brother to accompany you around?" Ye Ranran asked Song Ze with a smile.

Song Ze was a bit sullen, "All right."

"Sister will be right over there, if you don’t want to wander around, just sit here and watch, but you must not make a fuss, understand?"

Song Ze’s eyes lit up as he nodded repeatedly.

Ye Ranran headed towards the host with relief.

She was wearing a fiery red dress with a fitted design and a bow at the waist, which added a playful touch to her dignified appearance.

Her hair was lightly curled and casually draped behind her head, while she nonchalantly wore a black coat over her shoulders, her face bearing a gentle smile.

Without making an overt show, she still became the focus of the room.

Ye Ranran was not at all daunted by the occasion, but confidently stood in front of the support personnel, extending her hand, "Hello, I’m Ye Ranran."

"Designer Ye," the host also extended a hand, gently clutching hers.

She didn’t address her as Madame Jun not because she had forgotten that identity, but because today Ye Ranran was appearing as a designer.

Even though Ye Ranran had received help from Jun Mochan, it was undeniable that she was genuinely talented.

Once seated, the recording began.

This was a live broadcast, something the host had discussed with Ye Ranran in the car.

Everything but the Jun family’s background was fair game for discussion.

Though that’s what was said, the host still treaded carefully around Jun Mochan, avoiding any questions that should not be asked.

But any dirt that could be dug up was not to be missed.

"How did you celebrate the New Year, Designer Ye?" the host asked, with a hint of suggestiveness in his eyes.

Ye Ranran felt somewhat helpless, "Actually, we celebrated just like everyone else."

It was just a little more thrilling, for instance, she had been kidnapped, but none of these things could be revealed to the public.

"Didn’t you have any special way of celebrating?"

Special? Ye Ranran pondered, a hint of trouble on her face, "No, do you have any special celebrations?"

"A little trip out together, traveling and such, none of that?" the host expressed surprise.

Jun Mochan didn’t seem like someone incapable of romance.

Ye Ranran laughed, "Truly not, we just had a very traditional festival celebration—gathering together, eating, talking, watching television, and occasionally he’d be so busy with work that he’d hardly have time for me."

Unable to dig up anything exciting, the host was a bit disappointed, "Well then, I heard that Designer Ye is working on a drama, is that so?"

"Yes, it’s an ancient drama. The costumes are much more intricate than those of the modern dramas I did before, this is also my first time dealing with ancient drama costumes..." When it came to costumes, Ye Ranran couldn’t stop talking.

Having finalized talks with Huacan’s executives, Jun Mochan sat in the car, watching Ye Ranran on the screen, his eyes filled with tenderness.

Chu Ji also stared blankly at the woman on television, whom he hadn’t heard from in months, and who hadn’t contacted him for a single day.

But whenever he saw her, she was radiant, which likely meant she was doing well.