Chapter 137 Fantasy
Why is something so wrong recently, I can't lift my strength at all, and I feel a little nauseous. I used to like to eat fish, but now I feel like vomiting when I smell fish.

Gu Yiyi lay powerlessly on the bed, what's wrong with me?
It's so boring, I don't know what my brother is doing?Shall I make another love lunch for him?

Forget it, although I really want to make it for him to eat, but my body really doesn't want to move, let Aunt Yang do it, and I will send it to my brother.

In the end, Gu Yiyi added in her heart, I definitely didn't want to go to him because I was bored.

Looking at the woman who appeared in the office, Jimo Ran's expression could almost be described as ugly.

"Mo, I made you a cup of coffee, your favorite latte, with milk and no sugar." Ye Qian was wearing a fashionable business attire, with a thin waist and hips, giving people infinite reverie.

"Get out, didn't I say, don't come to me if you have nothing to do? Also, let me say it for the last time, Mo is only called by my friends and relatives, and you are just my employee, understand?"

While Jimoran was talking, the air-conditioning was radiating. It was originally winter, but now it felt like the temperature had dropped a few degrees.

"I see, Chairman, I'm just here to bring you a cup of coffee, nothing else." Ye Qian's face was a little pale, and the sudden change of words seemed so difficult.

She called Jimo Ran the chairman, but she had her own considerations. The chairman was much higher than the president, but she always told herself that she would be Yimo's future mistress.

If she had enough brains, she would know that Yi Mo was the name of two people, but she would never be able to.

"I don't drink latte anymore, let's go out with coffee!" Although he was a little uncomfortable with the sudden change of taste, he didn't want to be an excuse for this woman to harass him.

He didn't have any excuses to fire Ye Qian, and besides the fact that she came to his office, she still did a great job.

"Then what do you like to drink? I'll make it for you." Ye Qian looked at Jimo Ran hopefully.

The latter was immersed in his work. Looking at it from this angle, one could see his eyelashes, which were even longer than a woman's, and his flawless skin.

This man is so perfect, Ye Qian thought that no one could be worthy of him except her.

Ye Qian really hopes that this man is the one she sees when she wakes up every morning.

She hopes to be able to make out with this man regardless of any occasion. Every day, someone will call herself Madam, Mrs. Chairman. She can stand high and attend various high-class occasions.

She can drive tens of millions of famous cars, and can choose various international brands, clothes, bags, etc. regardless of the price...

"No, I have a coffee machine in my office, I like to make it myself, and I don't like others touching my things, anything." Jimo Ran ruthlessly interrupted Ye Qian's unrealistic fantasy.

Ye Qian was about to say something, but the office door was pushed open.

There is no one who can enter Jimoran's office without knocking, except Gu Yiyi.

Well, there might be that shameless Xia Feichuo who never knew what knocking on the door was.

"Hey, brother, there is someone here!" Gu Yiyi poked his head out, and walked in after saying this.

Seeing his little wife, Jimo Ran's face was relieved.

(End of this chapter)

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