Ye Ranran closed her eyes as well.
Just as they were about to kiss, Ah Chuan's voice interrupted at a rather untimely moment: "President, we are here."
Ye Ranran, her face flushed, quickly pushed Jun Mochan away and hurriedly unbuckled her seatbelt to get out of the car.
The dark gaze of Jun Mochan fell upon Ah Chuan, making his scalp tingle with trepidation, sensing that he had caused some trouble.
Looking at the commercial building in front, Ye Ranran turned to Jun Mochan: "Why did you bring me here?"
Was it to buy clothes? But she already had enough clothes, there was no need for more.
"There's a banquet tomorrow, I want you to accompany me," Jun Mochan said as he stood beside her.
Ye Ranran instinctively touched her hat and said, "But I..."
"You can wear a wig, just for that occasion."
When it came to doing business, even if she didn't want to, she understood that some events were just necessary to attend.