Chapter 844 Why bother yourself to like Shen Wenzhou
The only difference is that Shen Wenzhou may have forgotten her existence, but she always thinks of him from time to time.
She admitted that after her brief contact with Shen Wenzhou, she couldn't help but develop some different feelings for that man.
In fact, it should be a normal thing to like a perfect person like Shen Wenzhou.
But such a person is out of reach for Ji Muran.
It could be said that she and Shen Wenzhou were so different that it was impossible for them to be together.
Thinking of this, Ji Muran smiled and hid some of her love that was not deep-rooted. Why should she make it difficult for her to like a man like Shen Wenzhou?
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The next day.
Xiao Qi, who had taken leave because of a cold and fever, came back to work, but Ji Muran felt dizzy.
During the lunch break, which is the peak period in the store, Ji Muran helped Wang Zimeng make coffee together. However, after finishing the coffee, he failed to hold it firmly and the cup fell to the ground, leaving a mess.
"Boss, I'm okay here. You should go and take a rest first!" Wang Zimeng was so frightened that she quickly drove Ji Muran out, not wanting her to help.
Ji Muran was really a little dizzy and weak, so he stopped trying to be brave and went to the lounge at the back.
After sitting down on the sofa, Ji Muran leaned back to rest, but her head hurt even more. She was really uncomfortable, so she subconsciously lay down on the sofa and even curled up her body.
It was the peak period at this time, the employees in the store were busy, and no one came to check on Ji Muran's condition.
When the phone rang, Ji Muran heard it. Her conscious intention was to get the phone and answer the call, but her movements could not keep up.
Before Ji Muran could reach out and take the phone over, the ringing had stopped.
The lounge fell into silence again, Ji Muran's brain stopped thinking, and he seemed to be drifting off to sleep again.
However, after a while, the ringtone of the mobile phone suddenly rang again, and Ji Muran's brain was forced to wake up. She endured the headache and reached into her apron to take out the mobile phone.
She closed her eyes and didn't look at the caller ID. She answered the call based on her feeling. Then she put it to her ear and responded in a hoarse and weak voice, "Hello?"
The phone was quiet for a moment, and just when Ji Muran was about to fall asleep again, the voice came again.
"Why is your voice so hoarse? Do you have a cold?" Shen Wenzhou asked.
After Ji Muran heard the familiar voice, she was stunned for a moment. Then she opened her eyes. She picked up the cell phone she was talking on and put it in front of her eyes to take a serious look.
After looking at the caller ID clearly and confirming that he was not hallucinating, he swallowed hard against the pain in his throat and put the phone back to his 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 that her throat and lips were dry, and her heartbeat accelerated, making her pain more severe.
"Ji Muran." Shen Wenzhou called out when he didn't hear the answer.
Ji Muran came back to his senses, responded calmly, and then said softly: "It must be a fever."
"What do you mean you have a fever? Didn't you go to the hospital?" Shen Wenzhou's voice changed slightly, and he seemed to be a little worried.
