Gu Mochen placed the contract he was holding onto the desk upon hearing her words, gesturing for Jian Ran to come into his arms.
"Come here."
Jian Ran, seeing the man extend his warm palm towards her, didn't hesitate to place her hand into his and let the man tenderly pull her into his embrace.
It wasn't the first time she had sat on Gu Mochen's lap.
Actually... with every intimate moment with Gu Mochen, Jian Ran's face would redden and her heart would race.
She couldn't help but feel embarrassingly shy.
"It's fine, I just gave him a raise."
"Mmm."
Jian Ran pouted slightly, feeling a bit jealous as she spoke.
"Gu Mochen... don't you know that talking about raises in front of me... could capsize the small boat of our friendship just like that?"
As for internet slang, Gu Mochen had only heard about it briefly.
Now, hearing Jian Ran say so, he knew she felt jealous.
