"Understood, Miss Jian."
"Hmm."
Jian Ran frowned slightly, a bit worried, but was puzzled at Secretary Zhou's barely concealed smile, so she pressed her lips together and asked.
"Secretary Zhou, are you hiding something from me?"
"I wouldn't dare... Miss Jian, I wouldn't dare to hide anything from you."
Jian Ran pondered for a moment, somewhat doubting Secretary Zhou's words, then curled her lips before speaking.
"Really?"
Every time Jian Ran smiled brightly and spoke in a rhetorical way, Secretary Zhou felt a bit unsteady, swallowed, and spoke weakly.
"It's... it's true."
Hearing this, Jian Ran's lips curled subtly, then she sharply asked.
"Is Gu Mochen pretending to be sick?"
"No..."
"So is he or isn't he?"
Secretary Zhou: "..."
Secretary Zhou was startled by Jian Ran's sudden change to a stern tone and didn't dare to speak at all.
Jian Ran squinted her beautiful eyes slightly. Even though Secretary Zhou didn't say anything, she admitted it nonetheless.
