"Aunt Bao, you must be tired too. I’ll let someone lead you to rest," Jun Mochan helped Aunt Bao stand up.
Aunt Bao gazed at him, "Young Master, I feel like I have seen you before. Have I?"
"Really? Can you think hard, Aunt Bao?" Jun Mochan raised an eyebrow.
Looking at his delicate eyebrows and eyes, a tiny, stern face emerged in her mind.
"You are the young master adopted from the Huo Family by the Jun family, aren’t you?" Aunt Bao exclaimed.
In City B, the Huo Family pursued a military career, and the Jun Family was involved in politics. After the union of these two families, they dominated both military and political power, claiming the benefits of both worlds.
However, the Jun Family had few men, so the Huo Family had one of their sons adopted into the Jun family.
"You have a good memory, Aunt Bao." Jun Mochan touched his nose.
Aunt Bao glanced at Jun Mochan and then at Ye Ranran, suspicion flickering in her eyes, "But Miss was pretty close to your brother back in the day."
Her words made Jun Mochan’s face turn serious, "My brother occupies a significant military position now, and it has been a while since he and Ranran last met."
"What about you?" If the Jun family is involved in politics, does he work in the government?
"I’m a businessman now, an entrepreneur in A City."
"Oh, that’s good, yeah that’s good." Aunt Bao didn’t continue to inquire, merely affirming repeatedly.
Ye Ranran was lost in her memories and didn’t hear their conversation, oblivious to what she had missed.
The fragmented memories in her mind became connected due to Aunt Bao’s words.
She remembered that when she was about five years old, her grandfather took her to visit the Huo Family, and she met him at that time.
Then they moved to A City, and unexpectedly, he came soon after, so she continued to play with him.
They parted when she was ten years old.
They reunited in high school.
They parted again in college.
And after that, they never saw each other again.
After having someone take Aunt Bao upstairs to rest, Jun Mochan sat across from Ye Ranran, "What are you thinking about?"
"I’m thinking about how despicable my father must be to say such things." A bitter resentment flashed in Ye Ranran’s eyes.
From the moment he married her stepmother, he told her that it was her mother who intervened in his love, that she broke his relationship with her stepmother.
She enjoyed ten years of fatherly love while Ye Tianjing and Ye Tianjio were neglected since childhood.
It was her debt to them.
"Do you know? My mother has been the laughingstock of high society all these years. Everyone says she is the mistress, that she has no shame." Ye Ranran buried her face in her hands.
"It’s okay, it’s okay. No one will dare to speak like that in the future," Jun Mochan held her in his arms.
Hearing Jun Mochan’s steady heartbeat, Ye Ranran gradually calmed down.
She clenched her fist, "I want them to apologize to me and my mother in front of all the media."
"Mm, I will let Aunt Bao stay here for a while. When it’s time for the hearing, she can testify in court."
"Mm, husband, thank you." Ye Ranran buried her head in Jun Mochan’s chest.
"You’re my wife, there’s no need for thanks. By the way, I had someone pick out a few dates. You take a look and tell me which one you like. I have some things to deal with now." Jun Mochan took out a calendar and put it in front of Ye Ranran.
"You’re not choosing with me?" What an important day, he actually asked her to choose by herself.
"There’s a minor issue at the branch office that I need to handle. I will be back soon. You can take a look first and let me know later, is that okay?" Jun Mochan patiently negotiated with her.
"I was just joking with you. You get back to work, I’ll take a look," Ye Ranran was very understanding.
Jun Mochan pinched her face and walked towards the study.
Ye Ranran nestled in the sofa and started picking dates. A couple of days ago, Jun Mochan brought back a photo album she could pick from once she decided.
(Thank you, onlylove, for your rewards, Mua~)