She didn’t understand why this man would appear at this time. She tried her best to break free from these people, but why couldn’t she get what she wanted?
Just when Ye Ranran was feeling very upset, a pair of large hands came to her rescue.
Jun Mochan’s face was stern: "Given you saved her today, I won’t hold a grudge over what just happened."
Ye Ranran sat silently in Jun Mochan’s embrace. So many things had happened today, including encounters with people she didn’t want to see, all gathered together.
All this was like seeing a ghost in daylight.
Gao Han seemed to ignore Jun Mochan’s words, reaching out to grab Ye Ranran again.
"Don’t touch me." Ye Ranran shrank into Jun Mochan’s arms like a frightened child.
Jun Mochan held her tightly in his arms: "She is now my wife, Mr. Gao, you are already married."
"I can divorce, Ranran, I was wrong, can you forgive me?" Gao Han pleaded with Ye Ranran.
Ye Ranran found it utterly ridiculous: "Gao Han, let me tell you, even if I die, I will never forgive you."
"You should leave, and never appear in front of me again, because I don’t want to sully my eyes."
Gao Han looked at her with affectionate eyes: "Your unwillingness to forgive me, does it mean you still love me?"
His words made a murderous intent flash in Jun Mochan’s eyes.
Ye Ranran curled her red lips: "You are wrong. I originally intended to forgive you, but your repeated harassment makes me very annoyed."
"You make me disgusted, why should I forgive you?"
Ye Ranran didn’t consider herself a pushy person, and she wasn’t one to hound someone even when she had the advantage. Most of the time, she was laid-back and didn’t like to argue.
But these people repeatedly crossed her bottom line, forcing her to bare her teeth at them.
"Ranran, what did you say?" Gao Han looked at her in shock.
He doubted his ears. Why did he hear Ye Ranran say she hates him?
How could she hate him? How could she?
"I said, you disgust me, you get out of here this instant, the further the better." As if afraid he couldn’t hear, Ye Ranran enunciated each word.
Gao Han’s face turned pale, his body was shaking as if he was about to fall over at any moment.
Ye Ranran didn’t want to deal with him, she nestled in Jun Mochan’s arms, and closed her eyes.
Jun Mochan bent slightly, his hand slipped under her knee. With a slight force, he lifted Ye Ranran up.
Ye Ranran let out a surprised cry, and subconsciously wrapped her hands around Jun Mochan’s neck.
"Xiao Qi, can you look after things here?" Before leaving, Ye Ranran didn’t forget about her work.
"Don’t worry, I’ve got this." Luo Qi winked at her.
Ye Ranran blushed, and buried her head in Jun Mochan’s chest.
"You should quit this job." In the car, Jun Mochan suddenly said.
Ye Ranran’s eyes widened, looking at him with confusion: "Why?"
Design was something she loved, and this job was what she had dreamed of. She was very happy doing it, so why should she quit?
"It’s not safe if you aren’t with me." Jun Mochan said with a grim face.
"These are just minor setbacks, it’s nothing." Ye Ranran waved her hand.
Her face was slightly ashamed: "It seems like every time something goes wrong, I always trouble you. Next time, you don’t need to come. I can deal with it myself."
He was a busy man, always dealing with her issues, it was no wonder he was unhappy.
Jun Mochan really wanted to pry open Ye Ranran’s head to see what was inside.