Jun Mochan ruffled her hair. "Have you agreed on a place to meet with Mom?"
"Ah, right, I need to give Chu Ji a call." Ye Ranran slapped her forehead.
"My lady, you finally remember to contact me. Get to the Jumirah Hotel right now. Xia Qing has arranged to meet someone there," Chu Ji said urgently.
Hearing his words, Jun Mochan quickly instructed the driver to turn around.
"It's close to Jumirah from here; don't worry," Jun Mochan comforted, patting Ye Ranran's head.
Listening to the gentle voice on the other end, Chu Ji was silent for two seconds. "Is he there?"
"Mhm, temporarily here," Ye Ranran glanced at Jun Mochan.
For some reason, everyone seemed a bit afraid of him, but she thought he was great—so gentle and handsome.
Mmm, no faults.
"What is Madam staring at me for?" Jun Mochan suddenly leaned closer to her.