"It seems like there’s no other option, I initially wanted to wait for it to grow longer, but it seems like it will take a long time." He can’t wait that long.
They must arrange the wedding before the people from the old house arrive, so everything becomes settled and they can’t object. Naturally, she also won’t be able to escape.
"It’s okay, if my hair isn’t long enough, I can certainly make up for it with my good looks." Ye Ranran said confidently.
Jun Mochan pinched her face: "Don’t be cheeky."
"Am I not pretty?" Ye Ranran threatens with her eyes.
"You’re beautiful, Ranran is the most beautiful in my eyes." Jun Mochan said lovingly and confidently.
Ye Ranran was satisfied.
They lingered in bed a little longer before getting up.
After dinner, Jun Mochan took Ye Ranran to the old house.
"Miss Jun." Seeing Ye Ranran, Abigale happily stepped forward for a hug, but Ah Chuan promptly blocked her way.
"What are you trying to do?" He asks cautiously.
Jun Mochan also looked at her with an unfriendly expression.
Abigale, looking perplexed, held her hands open: "I just wanted to give her a hug."
Why so tense? Ye Ranran felt a bit helpless, bypassed Ah Chuan, and comfortably hugged Abigale: "I’m also happy to see you again."
"I brought the design plan, take a look." Abigale said in a rush.
Ye Ranran took a look, it included European luxury and countryside freshness. All in all, she was really satisfied.
"Let’s go with this one." Ye Ranran said.
Hearing Ye Ranran’s decision, the two people behind them panicked: "Miss Ye, we..."
"I think hers is very good." Ye Ranran gently rejected them.
"We understand." They looked at each other. Even though they were reluctantly with the rejection, they didn’t say much.
With the design style decided, next is about refurbishing. Both the materials and the workers must be the best.
Ye Ranran watched people going in and out, her eyes calm.
"What are you thinking about?" Jun Mochan poked Ye Ranran’s face.
"When she moved into this house, she massively renovated it, my mom’s traces were all removed, I was young back then, so much time has passed, I can’t remember what the original style was." So now, it’s impossible for her to restore it to the original appearance.
"We need to look forward, even if your dad hadn’t renovated it for her, the furniture would need to be replaced after so much time." Jun Mochan gripped her hand tightly.
"Okay" Ye Ranran gently nodded her head.
Just as the atmosphere was very good, Ye Ranran’s phone rang.
Looking at the familiar number on the screen, Ye Ranran decisively pressed decline.
Within less than a minute, the phone rang again. As Ye Ranran was about to hang up, Jun Mochan took the phone: "I’ll answer it."
"Ranran, where are you? Why haven’t you come to see me for so many days?" Before Jun Mochan could speak, the other side eagerly started talking.
Jun Mochan cast a glance at Ye Ranran, as if blaming her for attracting unwanted affections.
Ye Ranran returned his gaze innocently.
"Ranran is sleeping right now, do you need her for something?" Jun Mochan deliberately lowered his voice, making it sound suggestive.
Today is Saturday, and it’s the afternoon now, Ye Ranran is normally quite an early bird, implying something by her still being asleep at this time, anyone would see it.
Even through the phone, Jun Mochan could hear Gao Han grinding his teeth.
"Say what you have to say, I’m still listening. But don’t blame me for not reminding you, Ranran is now my wife. If you have any thoughts, keep them for your Ye Tianjiao."