Chapter 850

Looking up, seeing Song Ze's curious eyes, he narrowed his eyes slightly: "Let's go."

Song Ze looked around curiously: "Sister, where is this place?"

"TV station."

Song Ze knew what a TV was, and his eyes became more curious.

The temporary assistant arranged by the TV station is already waiting for Ye Liran, he is a shrewd person.

"Besides not disturbing the recording, I hope you don't restrain him, please."

The other party was frightened by Ye Liran's politeness, and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I will, don't worry."

"Let this brother take you for a walk?" Ye Liran looked at Song Ze with a smile.

Song Ze was a little sullen: "Okay."

"Sister is right there, if you don't want to go shopping, just sit here and watch, but don't make trouble, you know?"

Song Ze's eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly.

Ye Liran walked towards the host with confidence.

She was wearing a fiery red dress with a narrow waist and a bow on the side of the waist, adding a bit of playfulness to her dignity.

The hair is slightly curly, casually scattered behind the head, and a black coat is casually draped over it, with a gentle smile on his face.

He obviously didn't deliberately make it public, but he still became the focus of the audience.

Ye Liran didn't have stage fright, but stood in front of the supporters generously, and stretched out her hand: "Hello, I'm Ye Liran."

"Designer Ye." The host also reached out and gently held hers.

She didn't call her Mrs. Jun, not because she forgot her identity, but today she appeared as a designer.

Even though Ye Liran got Jun Mohan's help, it is undeniable that she has real materials.

Once seated, the recording begins.

This is a live broadcast. In the car, the host communicated with Ye Ranran.

Except for the background of the Jun family, you can ask about everything else.

That's what I said, but because of Jun Mohan's scruples, I will never ask some questions that shouldn't be asked.

But there are some things that should be grilled, and you must not miss them.

"How did Designer Ye spend the New Year this time?" The host's eyes were a little ambiguous.

Ye Liran was a little helpless: "Actually, how everyone lives is how we live."

It's just that the life was a little thrilling, for example, she was kidnapped, but there is no way for people to know about it.

"Is there a special way to celebrate?"

special ah?Ye Liran thought for a while, and a bit of distress appeared on her face: "No, do you have any special celebrations?"

"The young couple went out to play together, travel and so on, didn't they have any of these?" The host was surprised.

Jun Mohan doesn't look like a person who can't be romantic.

Ye Liran smiled: "Not really, we just have a very traditional festival, everyone gathers to eat, chat, watch TV, and occasionally he is busy and doesn't care about me."

Unable to find anything, the host was a little disappointed: "Well, I heard that Designer Ye still has a drama in hand, right?"

"Well, it's an ancient drama, and the costumes are much more troublesome than the previous modern dramas. This is also the first time I've come into contact with ancient costumes..." When it comes to costumes, Ye Liran starts talking.

Jun Mohan, who had negotiated with Huacan's high-level executives, sat in the car and looked at Ye Ranran on the screen, his eyes were full of tenderness.

Chu Ji also stared blankly at the woman on the TV. In the past few months, she has heard nothing from her, and she has not contacted him a day.

But no matter which time I saw her, she was always radiant, and she must have had a good life.

(End of this chapter)

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