So now, when Jun Mochan is talking about a fake marriage, he is just worried she would be bullied and was waiting for her to stand up.
"You don’t have to worry. I’m not easily bullied," Ye Ranran muttered, tossing off the quilt.
She had kept a low profile before, simply because she didn’t want to quarrel with them. Now, they’re pushing her.
She didn’t want to endure it any longer.
Ye Ranran used to be defiant too, but life slapped her hard because of that defiance.
Now, because of her kindness, those who had oppressed her wanted to block her way. She might as well regain her defiance.
Even if it meant going to hell, everyone should go together. Otherwise, she’d be alone, how lonely.
"Really? Then I’ll wait and see," Jun Mochan replied, his expression gentle and encouraging.
Ye Ranran’s eyes curved like crescents, but they couldn’t conceal the glow inside.
In front of outsiders, Ye Ranran didn’t want to sport a ridiculous hairstyle, so she wore a wig as usual.
Fortunately, it was autumn and thus cool--wearing a wig was bearable.
Downstairs, everyone was already eating breakfast. Only Jun Mochan sat there silently, waiting for her.
"Not serving her husband, instead, making him wait, our Huo Family can’t accept such a daughter-in-law."
No name was mentioned, but Ye Ranran pretended she hadn’t heard. She sat down next to Jun Mochan: "Wu Ma, bring my breakfast."
A special breakfast was soon placed in front of Ye Ranran.
"Mom, I made this especially for you," Xu Zi placed a bowl of mashed potatoes in front of Mother Huo.
Years of high-society living had erased Xu Zi’s vulgar air. Her every move exuded elegance.
Her clear and kind eyes, just like a blooming peony, were breathtakingly beautiful.
Xu Zi was gorgeous, which Ye Ranran had never denied. When she first saw her in their dorm room, even as a woman, she’d been quite dazzled by her beauty.
"Xiao Zi is considerate, unlike some people...."
"Why not just say it? Why beat around the bush? To serve? My husband has money, he can hire maids. Why should I care about his daily life? As a wife, I only need to satisfy him in bed, don’t I? Right, Darling?"
Jun Mochan curved his lips slightly: "Mm, my wife is right."
"Our Wu Ma is very capable. Whether you want to eat a Chinese or Western breakfast, she can make it. If you want to eat outside, we can have the driver take you or someone to bring it back. I’ve told them, they won’t disobey."
Ye Ranran was serious, looking every bit the lady of the house.
"Smack." Mother Huo slammed down her chopsticks.
"She’s even before she’s joined our family. What will happen once she does?"
"Mom, I think you’re mistaken, Ranran and I are already married. We just had our banquets yesterday." He was saying, whether you like it or not, Ye Ranran is already his wife.
"Mochan, how could you marry such a shameless woman? She...."
"Mom, I don’t want to hear talk . And she’s my wife. If anyone is embarrassed, it’s me." His voice, although not loud, was firm.
"Alright, let’s eat. It won’t taste good when it gets cold."
Ye Ranran picked up her breakfast: "Sorry, but I really don’t have an appetite in front of all of you."
"Look at this, what kind of daughter-in-law acts to her mother-in-law?" Mother Huo was fuming mad.
"If you truly treated me as your daughter-in-law, I would serve you as if you were my own mother. But if you disapprove of me, why should I indulge you?" Ye Ranran coldly smiled, her face full of defiance.