Ye Ranran uttered this sentence with great difficulty.
After saying it, she exhaled slowly to placate the pain in her heart.
She didn’t understand why her heart ached. Could it be that she had fallen in love with him?
But they hadn’t known each other for long, and she was always ready to divorce him at any moment, wasn’t she?
"I didn’t. She was the one who put her hand on me," Jun Mochan defended.
Ye Ranran’s recently calmed emotions flared up again: "Is there a difference?"
Normally, he didn’t allow other women to get close to him. Now, not only Su Yu was close to him, but she even put her hand on him.
"She must be special to you, right?" Ye Ranran said painfully.
"She insisted on putting her hand on me, I was about to push her away when you saw us," explained Jun Mochan innocently. "You already judged and sentenced me without asking. Isn’t that unfair to me?"
"But you still let her get close to you," complained Ye Ranran.
Hearing the bitterness in her voice, Jun Mochan slowly laughed: "Why? Are you jealous?"
"Not at all," Ye Ranran denied quickly.
Jun Mochan gently pinched her face: "What’s the matter if you admit your jealousy? I won’t laugh at you. She made an appointment with a client tonight and asked me to go, but I was in a hurry to see you. She barred my way, there was no one else in the room, and she is the director after all."
"She has been working by my side for three years. Although she is a subordinate, she is also half a friend. I didn’t expect it and let her get close to me, it’s quite normal, isn’t it?"
"However, if Ranran doesn’t like it, I won’t let her be within one meter of me next time, is that okay?"
His calm and gentle words gradually cooled Ye Ranran’s mind, and she knew he was speaking the truth.
"Well, don’t you need to see your client?" Ye Ranran said.
"No, I was supposed to accompany my wife tonight. No more jealousy, right?" Jun Mochan asked with a smile.
Ye Ranran’s ears reddened: "I was never jealous!"
"Really? Who was it just now that ran off?" Jun Mochan looked at her teasingly.
Can this man stop talking? Ye Ranran turned her face: "I just didn’t want to get in your way. You should be grateful."
Jun Mochan straightened his face and said seriously: "Next time something happens, step forward, pull that woman away, and assertively tell her that my arms are for you alone, understand?"
Is that okay? Ye Ranran looked at him blankly, even forgetting to blink.
"As Mrs. Jun Mochan, you just need to live as you please. Even if the sky falls, I’ll help you hold it up. Also, if it’s not from my own mouth, don’t believe it."
Every word Jun Mochan said was extremely clear, as if he meant to engrave each word in Ye Ranran’s heart.
And he did indeed. Those words stuck with Ye Ranran for years.
After calming Ye Ranran, Jun Mochan finally got off the elevator.
It was the presidential exclusive elevator. Apart from Jun Mochan, no third person would ride in it. Ye Ranran was especially grateful they were in the elevator.
If they were in the staff elevator when she and Jun Mochan were in each other’s arms, who knows what others might think.
"Maybe I should go on my own and you could..."
Before Ye Ranran could finish her sentence, Jun Mochan interrupted her: "Madam, you forgot again. I told you, no matter how important other things are, they’re not as important as you."
"Also, money is never ending, I’m already very affluent. There’s no need to neglect my wife for a bit of money. Besides, we don’t lack a few clients, I’m not worried about that," Jun Mochan declared confidently.
(Thank you Life Smiling for the reward, blowing kisses. As for the updates, one at noon, one at 2:45 PM, one at 4:45 PM, and the last one at 8:15 PM, four updates in total!!)