"Why didn’t you tell me earlier?" Ye Ranran accused him, looking unsatisfied.
"I was hoping she would expose herself, but I didn’t expect..."
Plans can’t keep up with changes.
"Fortunately, you weren’t wronged." Jun Mochan hugged her tightly.
Feeling the warmth from his body, Ye Ranran closed her eyes. This guy was too warm, so warm it scared her.
She was afraid that one day she wouldn’t be able to leave him.
"What are you planning to do with her?" Ye Ranran asked.
"Kick her out. Mrs. Jun, you’re not planning to plead for her, are you?" The pads of Jun Mochan’s fingers brushed against Ye Ranran’s face.
Ye Ranran’s face turned a little red, she avoided his gaze: "No, I just don’t want to see them anymore."
"Don’t worry, I don’t want them to bother you anymore either."
"Mr. President, we’ve arrived." Just as the conversation ended, the car stopped.
Jun Mochan swept Ye Ranran up into his arms.
"What are you doing? I can walk by myself." Ye Ranran gently punched him.
Jun Mochan’s arm tightened, a different kind of light flickered in his eyes: "Are you being serious?"
"I’m worried you’re running low on energy." Jun Mochan held her as he walked into the house.
The servants had already gone to rest, and Wu Ma, who had answered the door, pretended she hadn’t seen anything as she quickly went back to her room.
Ye Ranran buried her face in Jun Mochan’s chest: "You’re the one who’s low on energy, I’m just fine."
After Jun Mochan helped Ye Ranran take a shower, he fell asleep holding her.
Filled and satisfied, he slept very happily.
"Jun Mochan, I’m still injured." Ye Ranran pointed to her arm.
"Didn’t you say so yourself?"
Ye Ranran: "..." Such a rogue, and he has the nerve to make it sound so righteous.
"Mrs. Jun." Seeing Ye Ranran’s face reddening, Jun Mochan felt the urge to tease her.
"Get away from me." Ye Ranran, embarrassed and angry, threw a pillow at Jun Mochan.
Jun Mochan sidestepped to dodge the pillow: "Hehe, shy now, are we? Get up quick, we’re going out soon."
"Isn’t the TV drama on hold? I can rest today." Ye Ranran covered herself with a blanket.
If she went out, everyone would know what happened. She didn’t want to go out.
"The TV drama I invested in is starting production, shouldn’t Mrs. Jun help choose the cast?"