Business tycoon has a crush on me

Chapter 1438
Being late is bad, and keeping people waiting is even worse.

"You said the meeting place, I'll rush over right now."

"No need, it's changed to tomorrow, you come back to me immediately." When he couldn't wait for her at 07:30, he announced the cancellation of the meeting.

After getting this result, Ye Liran directly hung up Fu Rong's call.

When she went back, he hadn't left yet, his face was as cold as if it had been soaked in frost.

"Where did you go?"

"Going on a date." Ye Liran stood by his side, turned her face slightly, and looked at him.

In a word, indescribable emotions flashed across Fu Rong's unpredictable eyes.

"Have you gone to Jun Mohan again? Didn't I tell you to keep in touch with him and meet him less?"

"Then I asked you, what capacity do you use to ask me? If it is the boss, then I can tell you clearly that I have a sense of proportion. If not, do you have anything to do with me? Please shut up okay?"

Fu Rong's face was covered with a layer of haze, and his eyes reflected a faint light: "Nine times out of ten, he did what happened this time. If the investigation by the Security Bureau finds out that you have had close contact with him, How are you going to end it?"

"Then wait for the results of the investigation."

"The meeting has been moved to [-] o'clock tomorrow night. Go to work normally in the morning, so don't be late." Fu Rong said no more.

Looking at his back, Ye Liran slowly lowered her head. From the beginning to the end, he was not willing to give her a promise. What else could she hope for?
And the promise may be broken, he is not even willing to lie to her, if she still doesn't give up, she is really stupid.

After leaving Wen's house, Fu Rong immediately contacted Jun Mohan, and the two agreed to meet in the coffee shop of the hotel.

As soon as Fu Rong sat down, Jun Mohan walked in from the door.

He was wearing a white shirt with his sleeves rolled up. His picturesque eyebrows shone brightly under the light, and there was a warm and quiet breath flowing between his brows. He looked like a prince who had walked out of the Middle Ages.

Fu Rong's temperament is completely different from his, with sharp outlines, peach blossom eyes, eyes like a deep pool, no depth, thin lips, and ice and snow between his eyebrows all the year round.

As cold as the moon, as cold as a fairy.

Seeing Fu Rong like this, Jun Mohan had a strange light in his eyes.

"Jun Mohan, what on earth do you want to do?" Fu Rong cut to the chase, not even willing to say a word of nonsense.

You never need to beat around the bush when talking to smart people.

"I want to do whatever you want." Jun Mohan's eyes were distant and warm, and his tone was calm and without ups and downs.

"How do you know what I'm going to do?" Fu Rong's eyes were as deep as a tunnel that could not be seen at a glance, with unknown emotions flashing.

Jun Mohan picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of tea: "Why go around in circles, I just want warmth."

"Tell her directly to see if she will follow you." Fu Rong's brows were slightly raised, and the edge of his pupils melted into a cold and stern gaze.

Jun Mohan smiled, with sarcasm flowing from his lips, his exquisite facial features stretched under the light, with an intoxicating handsomeness: "Then what are you going to say to me this time?"

"I tell you to leave country F quickly, otherwise it won't look good if you are driven away."

"Really? Jun has never experienced the feeling of being driven away since she was a child, and now she really wants to try it." Jun Mohan smiled lightly, with a soft tone, but the words he said were particularly harsh.

(End of this chapter)