Chapter 4
"Oh, it seems that you think our acquaintance is too shallow, don't you want to get to know each other in depth?" Jun Mohan's eyes flickered with a faint light.

As an adult, Ye Liran naturally understood what he meant, she was ashamed and angry, grabbed the quilt with one hand, grabbed the pillow with the other and threw it at him.

"Jun Mohan, you rascal."

"Hehe." Jun Mohan stretched his brows and laughed lightly.

Laughing wool, Ye Liran turned his head and stopped looking at him.

Seeing that she was shy, Jun Mohan stopped teasing her, stood up again, and walked to the bathroom.

Hearing the sound of footsteps gradually moving away, Ye Liran turned her head.

When the bathroom door finally closed, Ye Liran jumped up from the bed.

The clothes she needs are already placed on the bedside table, which is a JC latest dress.

Black and white color contrast, shirt design, complete OL style, very suitable for Ye Liran.

She has long, wavy hair scattered behind her head, big eyes, a small face the size of a palm, delicate skin, no makeup, and a faint rosy glow.

If it weren't for her capable temperament, people would believe that she had just graduated from university.

When Ye Liran pulled up the zipper, the bathroom door happened to open.

Jun Mohan came out from inside in a clean suit. The nightgown was loosely draped over his body, and the elegance carved into his bones made him feel like the first breeze in the summer morning.

Refreshing yet gentle.

Looking at Ye Liran in front of him, Jun Mohan's eyes showed satisfaction.

"I'll get something later, you don't have to wait for me." Ye Liran didn't dare to meet Jun Mohan's eyes, so he could only wander around.

The person in front of her had such a strong presence that she couldn't ignore it even if she wanted to.

"Where are you going, I'll see you off." He turned around and walked towards the cloakroom, without giving Ye Liran a chance to refuse.

The car parked steadily at the gate of Xingfuyuan Community.

This place is located in the city center, where every inch of land is expensive, and the people who live here are rich people.

At the beginning, Ye Liran snatched this house from others at a high price, but now it's cheaper than that couple.

Jun Mohan knew who she was going to meet just by looking at her expression, and this place was no stranger to him.

"If you don't want to go, don't go, just buy things again."

"No, I'm going." Ye Liran raised her head proudly.

"I can do it by myself." Ye Liran slammed the car door.

She didn't want others to see her in a mess.

Thirteenth floor.

As soon as she got out of the elevator, Ye Liran heard Ye Tianjiao's voice.

"Move things in for me, and throw out what's inside."

Ye Liran took two quick steps, turned a corner, and Ye Tianjiao's figure appeared in front of her eyes.

She is instructing the two aunts to throw away some clothes and some sundries, no need to look, Ye Liran knows who those things belong to.

She bent down and picked up the shirt that fell on the ground: "I didn't expect you to be so impatient."

To erase all traces of her so soon.

Without being in front of people, Ye Tianjiao lost his previous softness and kindness: "These are just old things. I thought my sister didn't want them anymore, so I asked someone to put them away for my sister."

Ye Tianjiao was wearing a low-cut skirt, the hickey marks on his neck and body were clearly visible, as if he was silently protesting against Ye Liran.

I don't know if she did it on purpose, but when she was talking to Ye Liran, she raised her head slightly, as if she wanted Ye Liran to see it more clearly.

Ye Liran looked at her sarcastically: "Then I really want to thank my sister, but I have to remind you that the fetus is not stable, even newlyweds should take it easy."

(End of this chapter)

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