Su Yu’s face was white, cold sweat beading on her forehead, and her lips were devoid of any colour.
Ye Ranran helped her up from the ground, Jun Mochan stepped in to assist, but he only touched Ye Ranran, carefully avoiding any contact with Su Yu.
After helping Su Yu into the car, Jun Mochan took her to the hospital.
Having confirmed that she was not in serious condition, he arranged for a nurse and called Ah Chuan to come and check on her the next day.
"All right, let’s go home." After all the arrangements were made, Jun Mochan said to Ye Ranran.
Ye Ranran glanced at the ward where Su Yu was, "Should we go in and check on her?"
We should at least see how she’s doing before we go, shouldn’t we? It won’t be easy to explain to her family otherwise.
"At least she’s one of your top lieutenants in your company, and she’s sick. It should be a common courtesy to pay a visit, I’m not that petty," Ye Ranran said, feigning generosity.
Some gestures needed to be made in business, and the hearts of your subordinates should also be appeased. Otherwise, who would be willing to work for you?
"The doctor says she is fine, so she should be. Going to see her won’t make her recover faster,"
"Moreover, I’m not interested in her, it’s better not to give her any hope." Jun Mochan glanced at Ye Ranran.
He knew Su Yu’s tactics well; she would seize whatever slim chance she could find, and she might try to harm Ye Ranran in the process.
This is the last thing he wanted to see.
"All right, since Mr. Jun says there’s nothing to worry about, let’s go then," Ye Ranran linked her arm with his, smiling brightly.
Jun Mochan straightaway scooped her into his arms, "That happy smile shows obvious relief that I’m not going to visit her. You’re really cunning."
"Ah, put me down." Ye Ranran protested, "This is a hospital, be more conscious."
"What’s wrong if I carry my wife? If others are jealous they can carry their wives too."
The sound of their laughter, even through the closed door, rang clearly in Su Yu’s ears. Her tightly closed eyes slowly filled with tears.
She’d liked him for five years, a whole five years, how could she give up?
After they got home, Jun Mochan kept Ye Ranran busy until dawn. By the time they woke up, it was already noon.
After lunch, Ye Ranran rushed off to the filming area.
Surprisingly, on the way, she received a call from Ye Tianjiao, "Where are you? I want to talk."
"I have nothing to discuss with you." Ye Ranran’s voice was cold.
She simply could not muster up any enthusiasm for Ye Tianjiao. If it weren’t for her good upbringing, she would’ve cursed him out by now.
"Then I’ll go to your shooting set." As if he’d predicted Ye Ranran’s reply, Ye Tianjiao said.
Damn it, Ye Ranran silently flipped him off in her mind, "Send the address, I’ll come to you."
A smug smile appeared on Ye Tianjiao’s face and he sent the address to Ye Ranran.
She had thought he had arranged to meet at a café or something, but the location turned out to be an outskirts scenic area, not far from the shooting location.
Ye Ranran made a call to Luo Qi, informing her that she would be a little late due to some personal matters.
She had thought about informing Jun Mochan as well, but seeing the two bodyguards trailing behind her, she decided against it.
The shopping mall had already been built, the next round of financing was already settled, and arrangements for retailers to move in were next on the list.
It could be said that Jun Mochan was the busiest he had ever been right now.
Little did Ye Ranran know, as she was hesitating, the bodyguards had already reported her every move to Jun Mochan.