The signed docunts that were previously on the table are also gone. They must have been taken back.
"Are you hungry? I packed so delicious food for you." Ye Ranran shook the bag in her hand at Jun Mochan.
Jun Mochan cooperated very well by asking, "What delicious food?"
"Guess?"
Despite saying that, Ye Ranran opened the bag, revealing mushroom and vegetable porridge, egg custard, and stir-fried corn.
Jun Mochan still had injuries and could only eat light food. He wasn’t suited for rich food, and as for the nutritious options, he could only have dicinal soups.
Otherwise, the wound wouldn’t heal easily.
"Which one would you like to eat first?" Ye Ranran asked generously.
Jun Mochan really liked Ye Ranran this way. He grabbed Ye Ranran with his large hands, pulling her to his chest: "I want to eat you most."
"Stop being naughty." Ye Ranran quickly jumped out of his embrace.
They were still in the hospital, so she naturally didn’t worry about Jun Mochan doing anything.
Actually, Jun Mochan was quite reserved by nature, just like her. It was obvious from his every move.
It’s just that it’s better not to do anything that might be misunderstood in the hospital, or else everyone’s gaze could be quite embarrassing.
Besides, they were like an old married couple; it’s not like they hadn’t been through that before, so there’s no need to rush...
Ye Ranran couldn’t even dare to think any further.
"Drink the porridge first; you can have the rest later." Ye Ranran quickly made the decision for Jun Mochan.
"Whatever you say." Jun Mochan had no objections at all.
Ye Ranran carefully lifted the slightly hot porridge and slowly fed Jun Mochan.
After finishing, Jun Mochan sighed, "Life with a wife serving you is great."
"Enough with the sweet talk." Ye Ranran wiped his mouth for him.
"I’m not; once we get ho, I’ll take good care of you." Jun Mochan said this with deep aning.
Ye Ranran glared at him, not saying a word.
If she responded, who knows what Jun Mochan might say next.
"I need to go back to the company tomorrow, you..."
"Chu Ji will co by; I’m fine. Don’t worry about ." Jun Mochan played with Ye Ranran’s hand, entwining their fingers.
"Soon, I’ll be discharged. The doctor said there’s nothing to worry about, so you don’t need to stay with all day."
"Who else would I stay with if not you? I dare not ntion it to Grandpa, nor let Mom and Dad know." Ye Ranran leaned against his chest.
"It’s nothing serious, so why let them know?" Jun Mochan didn’t feel guilty at all.
Ye Ranran fell silent. She didn’t know if this was right or wrong, but it’s better to keep things simple.
At night, after Jun Mochan lay down, Ye Ranran returned to her own place.
Luo Qi, whom she hadn’t contacted in a long ti, rarely made a call.
"Got a fiancé and don’t need friends anymore," Ye Ranran complained.
"Enough, I recently took on a big client, it’s really quite tricky, you know that." Luo Qi couldn’t hide the fatigue in her eyes.
She’s now the head of the departnt, handling slightly larger clients, and she also had to manage the team below her.
On top of that, dealing with others’ exclusion, these days were really tough.
Ye Ranran knew it well.
She pursed her lips and asked, "Can’t handle it?"
"I can manage, don’t worry. How about you? Everything okay lately?" Luo Qi felt quite guilty.
Lately, she’s been focusing on herself and hadn’t been paying attention to Ye Ranran.
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