Ye Ranran nestled her head in his embrace like a cat: "I just missed you."
He was in her embrace, smiling happily.
Jun Mochan couldn't help but hold her tighter.
He really loved her in this way.
After resting at home for a few days, once the bruises on her waist faded, Ye Ranran went back to work.
She designed the clothes, sent the finished designs to Che Hao and the director, and then delegated some tasks at hand.
"Xiaoxiao, this project is yours." Ye Ranran handed another movie project to Zhao Xiao: "If there's anything unclear, ask me. Get in touch with the director and actors."
Zhao Xiao gulped when she saw the director's name: "Is this really my responsibility?"
This was a famous A-list director, whose works had made countless stars famous, with several internationally renowned ones among them.
"Yes, it's up to you now, do a good job and don't mess it up." Ye Ranran patted her on the shoulder.
