Ye Ranran chuckles lightly, "Seems like the ones trying to bite off more than they can chew are you guys. Also, Ye Tianjiao, I’ve told you already, whether you get divorced or not has nothing to do with me, it’s only relevant to him, since after all, he’s your husband."
Following Ye Ranran’s gaze, Ye Tianjiao turns around, catching sight of an angry-faced Gao Han. Before he could utter a single word, his face gets slapped hard.
One side of Ye Tianjiao’s face immediately swells up.
"Ye Tianjiao, pay me back my money immediately."
Holding his aching face, Ye Tianjiao sneers coldly, "Gao Han, I’m not giving you a cent for that slap. I’ll have you know, I’ve already put the money into Ye Corporation."
"That’s someone else’s money, Ye Tianjiao. Do you have any idea what you’ve done to me?" Gao Han bellows furiously with great reluctance.
"I intend to drag you down with me into hell, Gao Han." Ye Tianjiao laughs maniacally.
"Are you two done making a scene? If you’re done, you can get out." Ye Ranran, having watched this entire spectacle for free, feels quite satisfied.
This is the exact effect she’s aiming for, Gao Han and Ye Tianjiao destroying each other."
"Remember when Gao Han bid for the plot of land next to the shopping mall? Now that Gao Group is in trouble and he’s without funds for construction, the government will certainly call for new bids. We can snatch it up then."
Although building houses is not popular now, we can use half for housing and the other half for a playground.
"Madam, that’s a good idea."
Jun Mochan stands behind Ye Ranran, head slightly bowed. The affection in his eyes is as deep as an ocean. As Ye Ranran shifts her gaze and cracks a small smile, the two standing together make a perfect match.
Ye Tianjiao turns his head, only to see this picture perfect scene, his eyes aflame with burning anger.
Driven by his jealousy, Gao Han forcibly pushes Ye Tianjiao aside and walks towards Ye Ranran.
Observing his malicious face, Jun Mochan steps up to protect Ye Ranran.
"President Gao, is there anything you need?"
"Nothing much, I just have something to say to Designer Ye." Gao Han lifts up his head to make eye contact with Jun Mochan.
"If there’s anything you need to say, say it directly to me. Anything that concerns her is within my jurisdiction." These words could be seen as going too far.
If they were in any other situation, Ye Ranran would probably object. But facing Gao Han, all she can do is nod in agreement, again and again.
"Really? Even about the feelings and past between her and I, Mr. Jun?" Gao Han emphasizing the words ’feelings’ and ’past’.
Just on the verge of retorting, Ye Ranran hears Jun Mochan’s voice, calm and composed, whispering into her ear, "The past has already passed. I don’t care what had happened between you and him, because she is now my wife."
"Jun Mochan, aren’t you disgusted by having a wife whose heart carries another man?" Gao Han mocks him.
"Oh, really? I don’t know about other women. I only know that my wife only has me in her heart. Isn’t that right, my dear?"
Ye Ranran nods, "Of course, I naturally love Mr. Jun, very much so."
Emphasizing the words ’very much so’, Ye Ranran speaks so clearly, every word and phrase just like a branding iron on Gao Han’s heart.
"Tsk, tsk, you’re the one who dumped her, and you’re still hoping she’s pining over you? Perhaps it might have been possible if she married a lesser man. But her husband is Jun Mochan, do you think you can honestly compare?"
As if Gao Han’s embarrassment isn’t enough, Ye Tianjiao adds fuel to the fire.
"Alright, shutting up." Flicking at his messy hair, Ye Tianjiao shrugs, "You guys continue chatting then, I’m getting out of here."
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