"It's a matter of principle; I can't back down," Jun Mochan said, his expression solemn.
Ye Ranran released him and began to complain: "It's all your fault. Why did you have to pick me up at the front of my office?"
"Huh?"
"If everyone finds out that I am your wife, then…"
Seeing the increasingly dangerous look in Jun Mochan's eyes, Ye Ranran swallowed the rest of her words.
"What's wrong if they know you're my wife?"
Is she that unseemly? Can't she be introduced to others?
"What I mean is, I just joined this company, isn't it unsuitable for me to be so flamboyant?" Ye Ranran quickly squeezed out a smile.
Jun Mochan looked at her without expression, not responding.
"Could you park at the back of the office when you pick me up in the future? If my colleagues see you, I won't have a moment of peace." Ye Ranran blinked at him, trying to charm him.
"Mrs. Jun, we are married. Everyone finding out is sooner or later." He did not intend to keep their marriage a secret.