She didn’t comprehend what was happening until the car had stopped.
Upon seeing her stunned expression, Gao Han patted her face: "Ranran, Ranran."
"Ah," Ye Ranran screamed and shoved him away.
She crazily attempted to open the car door, but it wouldn’t budge.
Gao Han had no idea why Ye Ranran was behaving , he embraced her: "It’s alright, don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid."
The familiar scent, the unique fragrance of Gao Han, triggered Ye Ranran’s memories of his heartbreaking betrayal on their wedding day.
"Ranran, it’s Ye Tianjiao whom I love." His voice; echoing from her memories into the present, continuously resonating in her ears.
Ye Ranran kept shaking her head, pushing him away while muttering Jun Mochan’s name, "Jun Mochan, I want Jun Mochan."
She wasn’t speaking loudly, but Gao Han was so close. How could he not hear her clearly?
He grabbed hold of her face, forcing her to look directly at him: "Ranran, I am Gao Han, not Jun Mochan."
"I said I want Jun Mochan," Ye Ranran yelled loudly and pushed him away forcefully.
Her words pissed off Gao Han, and he pinned her to the seat: "Jun Mochan, all you think about is Jun Mochan. Have you fallen in love with him? Do you know who he is? Do you understand him?"
Ye Ranran’s face was devoid of emotion. She simply sat there, silently looking at him, her gaze clear yet filled with indifference.
"He is my husband, who would I remember if not him? You?"
"How could I forget you? I still remember the betrayal at the wedding very clearly."
Gao Han’s towering figure blocked the sunlight from outside, casting a shadow on Ye Ranran’s face, making her delicate features seem indistinct under the gloom.
Only those clear and bright eyes remained extremely clear.
"For quite some time, I did hate you. I wished you nothing but the worst of luck, but now I don’t hate you anymore, Gao Han, I don’t want to be involved with you at all."
When love reaches its end, the only thing to do is let go, it’s better for both of them.
Even if he once hurt her to such an extent, causing her so much pain.
Gao Han refused to accept this conclusion, his hand gripped her shoulder: "You’re lying, you must hate me, right?"
If even hatred was not there, where would be love? Gao Han did not want to and could not accept this outcome.
Ye Ranran thought his words were ridiculous, so she revealed a smile: "Gao Han, could it be that you’ve realized how great I am, and now you want to tell me that you love me?"
Her lips, so enchantingly red, curved up in the slightest, looking exceptionally attractive.
Gao Han leaned in even closer: "That’s right, I’ve realized that I’ve fallen in love with you, what should we do about this?"
He was an orphan, who began a business in his final year of college, when his company was just taking off.
Ye Ranran went to plead with her father on his behalf, helped him draw customers, recruit employees, and took care of him.
She had done so much for him, only for his heart to be ensnared by Ye Tianjiao.
Ye Ranran found it astonishing: "Gao Han, how long have we been together? More than two years, right? For such a long time, you never fell for me, but now you’re telling me you’ve fallen in love with me after I got married."
"Sorry, I’m already married."
The word ’husband’ provoked Gao Han, and he lowered his head to kiss Ye Ranran: "You’re mine, you have always belonged to me."
Shit, Ye Ranran turned her head to avoid his kiss. She tried to raise her leg, but he was pressing down on her.
The space in the car was limited. Ye Ranran was leaning against the back of the seat, her head raised. Gao Han was lying on top of her.
Her hands were pinned behind the seat.