The CEO's Paranoid and Spoiled Wife-Chapter 847 - 844: Why bother making yourself like Shen Wenzhou

The only difference might be that Shen Wenzhou probably had already forgotten about her existence, while she couldn’t help but think of him from time to time.

She admitted that after her brief encounter with Shen Wenzhou, she couldn’t control herself from developing some different feelings for that man.

In fact, liking someone as perfect as Shen Wenzhou should be a very normal thing.

But for Ji Muran, a person like him was just out of reach.

She and Shen Wenzhou were worlds apart, and it was impossible for them to be together.

At this thought, Ji Muran smiled and hid those few not-so-deep feelings; why should she make it difficult for herself to like a man like Shen Wenzhou?

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The next day.

Xiaoqi, who had taken a sick leave because of a cold and fever, was back to work, but Ji Muran felt dizzy and groggy.

During the lunch break, it was the peak period in the store. Ji Muran was helping Wang Zimeng make coffee, but when she finished, she didn’t hold the cup steady, and it fell to the ground, creating a mess.

"Boss, I can handle this here, you go rest first!" Wang Zimeng was frightened and hastily pushed Ji Muran out, not daring to let her help any longer.

Ji Muran was really dizzy and weak, so she didn’t insist and went to the back lounge.

After sitting on the sofa, Ji Muran leaned back to rest, but felt even more pain in her head. She was really uncomfortable and instinctively lay down on the sofa, even curling up.

It was the peak period, and the staff were all busy, so no one came to check on Ji Muran.

When the phone rang, Ji Muran heard it. Her intention was to take the phone and answer it, but she couldn’t move.

Before Ji Muran could reach out to take the phone, the ringing had already stopped.

The lounge fell quiet again, Ji Muran’s mind stopped thinking, and she seemed about to drift off to sleep again.

But before long, the phone rang again abruptly, waking her up. She endured the headache and reached into her apron to take out her phone.

With her eyes closed, she didn’t look at the caller ID. She answered the call purely by feeling, then placed the phone next to her ear, her voice hoarse and weak, "Hello?"

The phone was silent for a moment, just as Ji Muran was about to fall asleep again, a voice came through.

"Why does your voice sound so hoarse? Do you have a cold?" Shen Wenzhou asked.

Ji Muran, upon hearing the familiar voice, was first stunned and then opened her eyes. She took the phone which was still connected and looked at it seriously for a moment.

Seeing the caller ID clearly, confirming she wasn’t hallucinating, she swallowed, enduring the pain in her throat, and brought the phone back to her ear.

"Mr. Shen," Ji Muran murmured softly.

On the phone, Shen Wenzhou asked again, "What’s wrong with you? Are you sick?"

Ji Muran only felt her throat dry, her lips dry, her heartbeat quickened, making her pain intensify.

"Ji Muran," without hearing a response, Shen Wenzhou called.

Ji Muran snapped back to reality, pretended to be calm and answered, then said softly, "Seems like I have a fever."

"What do you mean ’seems like’? Haven’t you gone to the hospital?" Shen Wenzhou’s voice changed slightly, seemingly with a trace of concern.

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