Gao Han knew that with Jun Mochan around, he wouldn’t have the slightest advantage and had to leave unwillingly.
"Gao Han and Ye Tianjiao have been fighting so hard, they should be getting divorced soon, right?" Ye Ranran didn’t show too many emotions in her tone.
"Does the lady want him to divorce?"
Ye Ranran, with her chin in her hand, replied: "Actually, I find their ’love and hate’ relationship quite interesting, why should they divorce so soon?"
"Then don’t divorce."
"Do you think just saying ’don’t divorce’ will stop it? They are two individuals and it’s not for you to decide."
"Why doesn’t the lady just wait and see? It won’t be long before Gao Han and Ye Tianjiao reconcile."
Well, she was quite looking forward to it.
After checking out the completed renovations and supervising the workers for a while, Ye Ranran and Jun Mochan went back home.
"You’re back, I just finished cooking." Aunt Bao popped out from the kitchen.
"Why did you go in there? If you’re not feeling well, you should rest." Ye Ranran quickly walked toward her.
"I can handle these chores, I’ve always cooked for my family. When I see you, I want to do something for you. I remember you used to love the dishes I made when you were little. I don’t know if you still like them since it’s been so long since you last tasted them."
"Of course I love it, I still miss that taste." Ye Ranran’s eyes were full of anticipation.
"You, you’re still the same as when you were a child." Aunt Bao smiled softly.
Although she said that, the worries in her heart were somewhat lessened, and her satisfaction with Jun Mochan increased.
Only being pampered , can one still possess such innocence.
After dinner, Ye Ranran took Aunt Bao’s hand: "Aunt Bao, I’m currently choosing a wedding date. I can’t decide; can you help me choose?"
Her mother had passed away, and she didn’t have any relatives to rely on for advice.
Even on her special day, without the blessings of her kin, it felt somewhat lonely.
Ye Ranran took all the dates that Jun Mochan had marked down and placed them on the table. Left or right, she couldn’t decide which one to choose.
"Have you prepared things like wedding photos, invitations, wedding cakes, venue, and the guest list?" Aunt Bao asked while choosing the dates.
"We’re going to take the wedding photos this week; the design for the invitations is ready, we just need the photos. But we haven’t decided on the venue yet."
"If you haven’t prepared all that, we can’t choose a date too soon. But even the latest date here is only two months away. I think you should at least wait for half a year."
"We don’t need that much time. Any venue that Ranran likes can be arranged. As for the guests, I only plan to invite some business friends. For family, we can have another celebration when we go back."
He just wanted to get the news out now, so the sooner the better.
"Then let’s pick a date in the middle? How about the eighth of October?"
Just like that, the date was set.
Next was to choose the wedding cake.
With the court hearing set for tomorrow, Ye Ranran didn’t want Aunt Bao to be overworked and tried to guide her to rest.
But Aunt Bao insisted on staying, as she rarely visits and Ranran was getting married, she wanted to personally pick the wedding cake for her.
"Don’t look at Aunt Bao being old now, but her eyes still work."
"It’s not that, I’m just worried that you’ll be tired. We have a court hearing early tomorrow morning. I’m concerned..."
"I’m in good health, don’t worry." Aunt Bao thumped her chest.
Seeing that she was so enthusiastic, Ye Ranran couldn’t bear to dampen her spirits and ended up accompanying her to the mall to choose a wedding cake.
"Nowadays, people prefer giving chocolates." Ye Ranran said, holding a box of chocolates.
"These are fine for ordinary families, but your husband-to-be is of such high status, and those invited to the banquet are important political and business figures, these won’t be enough."