A slender arm rested on the quilt, appearing as if submerged in water, the delicate hand looked even fairer within the blue light.
Gao Han couldn’t have anticipated such an answer from Jun Mochan, he paused a moment before asking, "Why Ranran?"
Of all people, why did he choose Ye Ranran?
"Don’t you already know the answer?" Jun Mochan laughed lightly, as if mocking his repetitive questioning.
"When did it start?" Why didn’t he know?
He never pursued her, did he?
"It’s been a very long time, even longer than you. As for why I didn’t act sooner, I knew you were mingling with Ye Tianjiao. I didn’t need to step in, you would hurt her naturally, and when I healed her, she would naturally fall in love with me," Jun Mochan slowly revealed.
Gao Han felt choked. There had always been a wolf at his side, watching vigilantly, and he hadn’t realized. He foolishly pushed Ye Ranran out into danger.
"Alright, that’s the end of the story. What’s the reason you called me today?" Jun Mochan admitted, he did this intentionally to provoke him.
"I heard you locked up Su Yu."
"Not me, she locked herself up. Gao Han, you keep saying you love Ranran, but everything you do is pushing her deeper into the abyss."
"If the charges are confirmed, her reputation will be destroyed, you know that, don’t you?"
Handing the bidding documents to someone who had betrayed him, do you know how great a storm this will set off?
Ye Ranran’s reputation in high society has already been shattered by Ye Tianjiao, and this move of his, does he want her to be the target of public criticism?
Gao Han’s heart choked.
"Gao Han, consider how much Ranran has done for you. I’m sure you know as well as I do. But what have you repaid her with? I don’t need to say it. But you can’t even let her rest in peace now," Jun Mochan challenged.
Gao Han felt a tightness in his chest. Yes, he knew how much Ye Ranran had done for him.
"She’s alright, isn’t she?" Gao Han asked.
"You call first thing in the morning to ask how my wife is doing, do you think I would tell you?" Jun Mochan hung up the phone.
"Who called first thing in the morning?" Ye Ranran asked sleepily.
She was a light sleeper, roused by the slightest noise.
"Your ex-boyfriend," Jun Mochan replied grumpily.
"What ex-boyfriend? I only have a husband," Ye Ranran mumbled.
She suddenly sat up in bed, "Gao Han? Why did he call you? Was he harassing you?"
Jun Mochan’s mouth twitched, "Mrs. Jun, I’m a man."
Unless Gao Han suddenly changed his sexual orientation, there wouldn’t be the issue she was imagining.
"Oh, then there’s no problem." Ye Ranran continued lying down.
Seeing her nonchalance, Jun Mochan shook his head in exasperation.
"I have to get up now." Ye Ranran threw off the blanket and bounded out of bed, rushing towards the bathroom.
"Why are you running so quickly? Do you have a date?" Jun Mochan leaned against the bathroom door.
"Hmm, I have an appointment with Xiao Qi." Ye Ranran mumbled while brushing her teeth.
"Going out again?" Jun Mochan frowned.
"No, at home. She’s coming over." It was safer here at the house.
Tomorrow is Monday, a normal work day.
Jun Mochan nodded approvingly, he moved next to her and began to brush his teeth as well.
After teasing her a bit more while dressing, he finally let her go out.
At home, Ye Ranran didn’t bother with makeup, she merely applied a little foundation and went downstairs.
"Ranran." Upon seeing Ye Ranran, Luo Qi happily greeted her.
"Madam, Miss Luo has arrived," the butler dutifully announced.
"I just came in, didn’t expect you were just coming down." Luo Qi happily linked her arm with hers, "Young Master Jun didn’t lash out last night, did he?"
She was restless all night, waking early in the morning, but feeling it was too early to come over, she dawdled before finally making her way.
"No. Don’t worry about it. By the way, he said he would talk to the Chen Family, telling Chen Chen to stop pestering you." Ye Ranran had a gentle smile on her face, her tone equally soft.
Of course, Jun Mochan didn’t inform Ye Ranran that he would personally remind Chen Chen today about whom he could touch and whom he couldn’t touch.
(Thank you, Mo Ran Chu Xin and Ran Zhi Zhong Shen, for the reward, thank you for your support (*^__^*))