Design Department, Jian Ran's office:
Jian Ran subconsciously raised her hand to push away the man standing before her when she saw Gu Mochen's tall figure appear in front of her.
Just now... she didn't know what happened.
She just felt a darkness before her eyes... and then the whole person felt a bit dizzy.
Jian Ran couldn't figure out why this sudden sign appeared.
She just felt... that she seemed quite exhausted these days.
Jian Ran bit her lip, looked at the man before her with an imposing presence, and pursed her lips, "Mo Chen..."
"What's wrong, not feeling well?"
Gu Mochen, seeing Jian Ran's complexion somewhat pale, directly reached out and pulled her behind him, his narrow and long dark eyes squinting slightly, his tone full of tenderness and consideration.
Jian Ran looked at Gu Mochen, who had quietly pulled her away from Han Siming's side, bit her lip, and shook her head.
"It's nothing serious..."
"Mhm."
