Ye Ranran scrunched up her features: "Can I refuse?"
"No, drink it." She's too thin, needs to nourish herself more; otherwise, it's uncomfortable to hold her.
Internally, Ye Ranran resisted, but she had to comply.
After finishing, not sure what came over her, she opened her computer, typed in Lan Shao's name, clicked enter, and an introduction actually popped up.
Same age as her, twenty-nine, the youngest professor at M University, both handsome and talented. He even started a tech company, teaching is just a part-time job.
"What are you looking at?" Jun Mochan placed his hand on Ye Ranran's shoulder.
"Is he good-looking?" Ye Ranran pointed at Lan Shao's photo.
"Prettier than your husband?" Jun Mochan raised an eyebrow, purposely checking the name under the photo.
"You're the best-looking, alright?" Ye Ranran turned and kissed him.
Jun Mochan was still unhappy: "Then why are you drooling over his photo?"
Eating from the bowl while staring at the pot?
