Ah Chuan knew that his patience with Ye Tianjiao had reached its limit.
If Ye Tianjiao spoke any more unpleasant words, there’s no telling what Jun Mochan might do.
At that moment, the doors to the operating room opened: "The surgery was very successful, the patient is out of danger, he can be discharged after half a month of recuperation."
Hearing this, Ye Ranran’s anxious expression looked significantly better: "His leg won’t have any lasting effects, right?"
"You can rest assured, there won’t be any." The doctor said, very matter-of-factly.
Ye Ranran’s heart completely relaxed then, and she thanked the doctor repeatedly with joy.
"Alright, now that you’re reassured, let’s go." Jun Mochan said, draping his arm over Ye Ranran’s shoulder.
Seeing Jun Mochan’s concern for her, Ye Tianjiao couldn’t help asking: "You’re just leaving ?"
"What else? Do you expect me to stay and take care of him?" Ye Ranran replied with a smile in her eyes, as if mocking Ye Tianjiao’s foolish question.
"For the remaining matters, contact my assistant." With that, Jun Mochan left, leading Ye Ranran out.
"Miss Ye, we’ll cover the administrative fees, and the personnel costs will also be handled by us. Should there be any additional charges, you can have the hospital contact us." Ah Chuan stated professionally.
What he meant was that he was afraid Ye Tianjiao would lie and swindle Jun Mochan’s money.
Hearing his veiled insinuations, Ye Tianjiao was infuriated.
"What do you mean?" Ye Tianjiao trembled as she glared at him.
Having said his piece, Ah Chuan found her not worth arguing with and walked past her, leaving in long strides.
Ah Chuan had stayed to handle the paperwork, so Jun Mochan had to drive himself.
"In the future, stay away from those people." Jun Mochan advised while driving.
"Don’t make it sound like I’m eager to see them. They’re like haunting specters, constantly appearing around me." Ye Ranran grumbled.
Jun Mochan reached over to ruffle her hair: "Don’t worry, I’ll protect you from now on. I can’t imagine how you managed before."
Those days without him had certainly been filled with hardship for her.
"I’ll just ignore them. Anyway, the Ye family is wealthy, they won’t shortchange me. For the rest, I’ll just grit my teeth and bear it." Ye Ranran stated nonchalantly.
Her mother was dead, her grandfather was gone, and she had no uncles or the like. Her father didn’t care for her. She was, in every sense, alone in the world.
That she could live without worries, Ye Ranran was already grateful. As a result, she never dared to be too ostentatious or spoiled.
Because she didn’t have that kind of leverage.
Keeping a low profile would secure her a better life.
Although she spoke nonchalantly, Jun Mochan’s heart clenched painfully. He pursed his lips, pausing before finally saying, "I’m sorry."
Ye Ranran looked at him in amusement: "Out of nowhere, why are you apologizing to me?"
"If I had been earlier..."
"That’s not something you could have controlled, and you didn’t even know me back then, how could you have been earlier? If you’re apologizing for this, wouldn’t I also have to apologize to you?" Ye Ranran asked. "I’m sorry I didn’t wait for you."
Then things wouldn’t have turned out this way.
"We can only say that fate wasn’t on our side back then." Ye Ranran said, waving her hand dismissively.
Jun Mochan’s words stuck in his throat. He decided to wait a few more days, until she had grown dependence on him, then he’d tell her.
"Your first love, you never told me about it." Jun Mochan, thinking of something all of a sudden, blurted out.
Ye Ranran’s face instantly changed, her handbag almost slipping from her grasp.
"You’ve been asking about me, how about telling me about yours?" Two minutes passed before Ye Ranran managed to control her expression and asked awkwardly.