CHAPTER 1428: CHAPTER 1351: NOT A BAD PERSON

"I don’t know them." Her curiosity intensified in her eyes.

In fact, she wasn’t picky about food at all; apart from offals, she would eat anything else.

"It’s probably cold by now, how about you come to my place and I’ll cook for you again?" He spoke casually, but his carefulness could hardly be detected unless you listened closely.

Sure, Ye Ranran was about to agree when she suddenly realized: "I’m not familiar with you."

How could she go to the residence of a man she had just met that day? It would be too dangerous.

"Aren’t you the one with a virus on you? Are you afraid I’ll touch you?" He joked, "And I don’t look like a bad guy, do I?"

"Bad guys don’t have the words ’bad guy’ written on their foreheads. But you’re right, I shouldn’t be scared, unless you are not afraid of getting infected. Let’s go." She waved her hand generously and spoke with boldness.

She held her chin high and thus did not notice the fleeting smile in Jun Mochan’s eyes or the relaxation in his body.

Ye Ranran got into his car; originally she was going to sit in the back, but Jun Mochan asked her to sit in the front passenger seat.

While buckling up, she suddenly thought of a question: "Didn’t you go there today?"

"I’m done with my part, my assistant went instead. The diplomat has also arrived, and now that the policies have been set, they just need to stay the course."

"That’s true." The main frameworks were settled yesterday, and now they only needed some minor tweaks and additions.

There wasn’t anything else of major importance.

"So, are you leaving then?"

"It’s my first visit here; I’m probably going to stay for a few more days, consider it a vacation to relax and unwind. Would you be willing to be my tour guide?" Jun Mochan looked at her.

His gaze was as deep as the ocean, brimming with tenderness; a single look could submerge someone.

Ye Ranran hurriedly looked away: "Sure, I can take you wherever you want to go."

"You trust me that much?" He felt better because of her answer.

"Didn’t you just say so? That you’re not a bad guy? Or are you going back on your word? Then I might need to reconsider." She stroked her chin, speaking seriously.

"Don’t worry, I won’t sell you off."

How could he bear to do that?

He would only keep her for himself, making her solely his.

Jun Mochan lived in the presidential suite, which didn’t have a kitchen, so he had to borrow one from the hotel for cooking.

The sweet dumplings were naturally transported from back home, they were air-lifted over right after being made, arriving just an hour ago, so they were still very fresh.

You just need to boil some water and blanch them briefly.

"Let’s go eat upstairs." When Ye Ranran couldn’t help but lean forward, Jun Mochan patted her head.

A very affectionate gesture, as always.

Ye Ranran didn’t notice anything inappropriate and retracted her head reluctantly: "Alright then."

The two took the elevator up to the eleventh floor, entered the door, and Jun Mochan led Ye Ranran into the living room.

"Let’s eat." He placed the sweet dumplings in front of both of them.

"You eat too." Ye Ranran picked up a spoon.

After trying one, the sweet yet not cloying taste almost became addictive.

Seeing her enjoying it, Jun Mochan chuckled and then walked out.

He moved silently, and Ye Ranran, engrossed in eating, didn’t notice.

It wasn’t until a grumbling complaint came from the doorway: "What are you doing? I haven’t got enough sleep yet."

"Finish eating and go back to sleep, it’s not often that I cook."

Shen Yuzhe jolted awake, his sleepiness instantly vanished: "You actually cooked? What did you make? Dragon meat?"