"No need. If anyone is going to leave, it should be me." Ye Ranran pulls at the corner of her mouth.
Jun Mochan straightens her shoulders, forcing her to make eye contact: "I was wrong about last night, can you stop being angry now?"
"I’m not angry." Ye Ranran looks at him calmly, her clear gaze undisturbed.
"Jun Mochan, we agreed on this when we got married, I remember."
So he doesn’t need to worry about her, and she won’t cling to him either.
"However, I despise being betrayed, so if you don’t want me anymore, just let me know, and I will leave on my own."
Listening to her words, anger flashes across Jun Mochan’s face: "How many times do I have to tell you that I only want you, and no one else?"
His loving words are indeed sweet, but Ye Ranran doesn’t take them to heart.
You remember Gao Han who once swore he couldn’t live without her, don’t you? And what happened after...
Reality isn’t a fairy tale, there aren’t many perfectly happy love stories.
"Seems like I’ll have to act for you to believe me." Jun Mochan pulls out his phone: "Ah Chuan, replace Feng Xi, and blacklist her. I don’t want to see her anymore."
Ye Ranran looks at him in shock: "What are you doing?"
The lead actress has already been announced, and a third of the project has been filmed. Changing the lead actress now would cause a lot of losses. Isn’t he aware of that?
"I had thought about tolerating her, but she already interfered with you, so she can’t stay. The only reason I agreed to meet her last night was because she claimed it involved you. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have gone."
Jun Mochan looks at her seriously: "Maybe you don’t believe me when I say I like you, but when it comes to this marriage, I’m very serious."
Ye Ranran doesn’t look into his deep eyes. She turns to look at the sky: "Yesterday, I followed you. Do you know that?"
Ye Ranran opens up her palm, it still has the marks from the flower thorns: "You walked very fast, I couldn’t catch up no matter how hard I tried."
"That’s the distance between us. You’re too fast, and I’m too slow. We’re like two straight lines that occasionally intersect, then quickly diverge."
Jun Mochan looks at her in astonishment, his mouth opening and closing as if he wants to say something, but Ye Ranran speaks first: "Let me finish."
"Maybe you think I’m overly scared, like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bow. But do you know? I’ve been in love twice. The first time, he slept with my best friend. The second time, Gao Han and my younger sister got together."
Each time, it ended badly. Each time, she was the one abandoned.
Ye Ranran’s lips curl into a smile, trying to look cheerful: "Each time, they said they only loved me, and would stay with me for a lifetime, but as you’ve seen, vows are made to be broken."
Ye Ranran pulls her knees close, curling up into a ball, viewing Jun Mochan with an instinctual look of defense: "Until yesterday, I still had expectations for you. So, when I saw those photos, I felt a chill inside and was too afraid to confront you."
"I know, you want to say there’s nothing between you and her, but Mr. Jun, you’ve broken my heart."
"I’m sorry, it’s my fault that I haven’t given you enough faith in me." Jun Mochan gently holds her.
He knows about her past, understands her heartbreak.
The incident from last night, he certainly lacked consideration.
Jun Mochan feels some regret. Their relationship was just improving, only to be ruined by him.