She had previously helped Gao Han win over clients; her eloquence had proved sufficient. Now, with the merchants interested in their project, they shouldn’t encounter significant issues.
Glancing at the thick script in her hands, Jun Mochan said, "I can handle this myself, no need to worry."
Alright, Ye Ranran didn’t add anything.
After an entire day, Yeranran had read only a third of the script. By the time Jun Mochan finished dealing with some emergencies, they were ready to return home, hand in hand.
The foyer was brightly lit. As soon as they entered, Xia Shi hurried up to greet them.
"Brother Mo Han," she called.
Why didn’t that title sound as grating anymore?
"She is your sister-in-law." Seeing her there, Jun Mochan’s expression darkened slightly, but he didn’t force her out.
The reason was Mrs. Huo, who was sitting on the couch nearby.
The fact that Xia Shi was here was undoubtedly due to Mrs. Huo’s arrangements.
"What sister-in-law? I’ve yet to accept that." Mrs. Huo snorted coldly.
"The law recognizes it, so your acceptance isn’t required," Ye Ranran retorted without conceding an inch.
Jun Mochan gently squeezed her hand, prompting a sideways glance from her.
"Brother Mo Han, she spoke to Mrs. Huo in such a way." Xia Shi immediately seized on Ye Ranran’s slip-up.
"I’m tired and it’s late. I suggest you stay here tonight, but please move out tomorrow. After all, you’re not related to me in any way." Jun Mochan said unapologetically.
"Mo Han, how can you talk ? You grew up with Xiao Shi, what do you mean ’she is not related to you’?"
"Then may I ask, mom, what is she to me? A sister? Do we share a blood relation? If she’s just a friend, I’ll pay for her to stay in a hotel, okay?" Jun Mochan was clearly frustrated.
It was a nuisance dealing with other women, had this person not been brought back by his mother, he would most definitely ask her to leave immediately.
"Honey, let it go. The old manor has been renovated, hasn’t it? We should move there tomorrow. Let’s just cope for one night. " Ye Ranran tugged on Mo Han’s hand.
Being confronted by these people every day repulsed her.
"Let’s do as my wife suggests." Jun Mochan didn’t voice any objections.
"Mo Han, do I even exist in your eyes anymore?" Mrs. Huo stood up, her voice trembling.
Xia Shi clung onto her arm. Although she didn’t say anything, her eyes never left Ye Ranran.
"Mom, if I didn’t care for you, given what you’ve done to Ranran, do you think you’d still be here?" Jun Mochan’s tone carried a biting chill.
Mrs. Huo’s eyes rolled back, and she almost faint.
"Brother Mo Han, your words were too harsh."
"I’ve allowed you to stay here. I hope you’ll behave yourself." Jun Mochan cast a glance at Xia Shi before heading upstairs with Ye Ranran.
"Look...look...is this even possible? Is he trying to kill me from anger?" Mrs. Huo thumped her chest with each heavy footfall.
"Mrs. Huo, please calm down. It’s just that Brother Mo Han is momentarily besotted by that vixen." Xia Shi hurried to comfort her.
"Xiao Shi, you must find a way to make that vixen leave Mo Han. I will never accept her as my daughter-in-law." Mrs. Huo grabbed Xia Shi’s hand tightly.
"But Brother Mo Han..."
"Didn’t you say it yourself? He’s just momentarily blinded by that vixen. As soon as you show him her true colors and he begins to despise her, he’ll begin to like you."
A gleam of joy sparked in Xia Shi’s eyes. "Is that possible?"
"Why wouldn’t it be? You’re so adorable, and I’ve been waiting for you to grow up and become my daughter-in-law."
"Mrs. Huo..." Xia Shi stomped her foot bashfully.
Ye Ranran, who was eavesdropping from a nearby corner, sneered. She made sure to arrange Xia Shi’s room beside hers.
Of course, even if she hadn’t, Mrs. Huo would have made the same arrangement.