Business tycoon has a crush on me

Chapter 1393 A Sad Story
"Thank you for the compliment." Ye Liran slightly hooked her red lips, accepting his compliment.

Her expression was calm, and she put on a look of refusal to be thousands of miles away, and she obviously didn't want to talk to him.

But Jun Mohan didn't seem to feel it, he chatted with her every sentence.

"I heard that Miss Wen's health is not very good, she has been lying on the hospital bed for two years?" Jun Mohan asked casually.

Ye Liran was slightly displeased: "Are you investigating me?"

"It's just a guess." Jun Mohan shook the red wine in his hand: "I also know that you are sick and can't drink, right?"

He is sick, and his whole family is sick.

Does this sound like a good word?
"Is this also a guess?" Ye Liran sneered: "You might as well tell me honestly, you have someone investigate me."

"Angry? That means I guessed right." Jun Mohan's guess became more and more certain.

Ye Liran didn't want to continue talking with him, so she stood up.

He wasn't too hot on the heels.

Ye Liran escaped from Jun Mohan, feeling the pressure disappear, she patted her chest.

It just so happened that Fu Rong came in from the door, and she was about to go up to her, but she froze as soon as she raised her footsteps.

Fu Rong held a man in his arms, a bright and radiant man, more dazzling than the light from the chandelier above his head.

Ye Liran no longer had the courage to go up.

She should have stepped forward to question, but found that she had no position.

From the beginning to the end, Fu Rong didn't promise her anything, and all the contributions were made willingly by her.

Fu Rong's eyes scanned the audience, his eyes flicked over Ye Liran's face, as if he didn't see her, he quickly retracted his eyes.

"Is it hard?" Jun Mohan came to her side.

Seeing her heartbroken for another man made him feel bad too.

All of this is like a mystery, he desperately wants to solve it, but he can't find a clue.

Like a ball of thread, you have to be patient and straighten it out slowly, the more urgent, the more chaotic.

Jun Mohan suppressed the impatience in his heart, with a faint and gentle smile on his face.

What he said was nonsense, Ye Liran gave him a blank look: "Is it uncomfortable for you?"

"Yeah, I'm feeling bad." Jun Mohan sighed, his voice full of sadness.

Ye Liran sized him up: "I hear what you mean, your sweetheart also ran away with someone?"

It's really unfair to dig someone's scars, but now she urgently needs a sympathetic person.

It seems that the pain in my heart will be less, or maybe I can find someone to tell, and I can show all the sadness in my heart.

"She fell into the sea to save me. When we meet again, there is another person beside her, and she seems to like that man quite a bit." Jun Mohan's voice was low, with unspeakable sadness.

"Ah, why?" Ye Liran was really attracted by his story.

The sadness on Jun Mohan's face became more and more intense: "She doesn't remember me anymore."

It's such a sad story, Ye Liran doesn't know how to comfort him.

"What about you?" He asked softly.

That kind of tone is very soft, like the summer wind, with a touch of coolness, which makes people feel very comfortable, and it also makes people slowly let go of their hearts.

Ye Liran looked at the elegant figure with his back turned to him: "I, it's very simple. I have liked him for 28 years, but I only found out today that everything is my own self-indulgence."

Jun Mohan's eyes darkened slightly: "What about your illness? Are you still recovering?"

(End of this chapter)