Inside was a set of provocative lingerie, which albeit seemed to be more conservative than most, but was still essentially provocative lingerie.
Wasn’t this indirectly asking her to run nude?
"Ye Ranran, do you believe everyone is as cheap as you are? Discarded by your older brother, yet managing to sneak into your younger brother’s bed?"
On the day of Jun Mochan and Ye Ranran’s wedding, anyone of a little bit of fame in A City was attending, even those who didn’t initially receive an invitation.
They managed to obtain their invites through backdoors connections, because being able to attend such a grand wedding was a way to rub shoulders with the crème de la crème.
This excellent networking opportunity was not one anyone wanted to miss.
As Huacan’s leading lady, Han Yan naturally attended as well, so naturally, she heard Huo Yi’s insult towards Ye Ranran clearly.
Ye Ranran said nothing, only looking at Han Yan frostily.
The depth of that gaze was too profound, like an ancient well, making Han Yan uncontrollably terrified.
"Sleep around?" Ye Ranran’s smile became even more brilliant, but her brow was tinged with a light chill. "Which eyes of yours saw me sleeping around?"
Her oppressively domineering aura silenced Han Yan.
"Change her into these clothes and throw her out," Ye Ranran waved at her bodyguard.
The bodyguard lifted Han Yan and started to strip her in front of everyone.
Han Yan shrieked, and the crew watching from afar didn’t dare to utter a word.
They had all heard what Han Yan said about Ye Ranran just now. Anyone who challenged Ye Ranran would face retaliation, not only from Ye Ranran, but also from Jun Mochan.
Of course, if it really came to Jun Mochan taking action, it wouldn’t be as simple as making one wear some provocative lingerie.
Ignoring Han Yan’s pleas, the bodyguard completely stripped her bare before dressing her in the provocative lingerie.
Ye Ranran sat on her chair, watching coldly.
Che Hao watched the scene with great interest from the side.
Who would’ve thought Ye Ranran had this side to her? Was it an influence of being with Jun Mochan?
"Would you prefer to entertain some men or take a lap outside?" Ye Ranran casually fiddled with her phone.
If she wanted to entertain some men, Ye Ranran would immediately call for a group of people.
Even though Ye Ranran spoke softly and in a question, Han Yan knew she was not bluffing.
"Sister Ranran, I was wrong...can you...can you let me go just this once?" Han Yan didn’t want to choose either option.
"Oh, you want to choose the men? Let me make a call for you." Ye Ranran pretended to make a call.
"No, I...I’ll take a lap outside." Han Yan closed her eyes.
"Good girl, wouldn’t it have been better to make a choice earlier? With such a good figure, why hide it? Maybe once you go out men would be captivated by you and enthusiastically line up to share your bed, right?"
Did she seem like someone cheap enough to sleep around?
Han Yan’s eyes turned red as she turned to Che Hao for help.
Yet, Che Hao’s eyes were fixated on Ye Ranran. At first, he was just curious to see what made this woman, who was protected by Jun Mochan, so special.
He then realized, there wasn’t anything special about her, she was like a little white bunny.
Now, he was surprised to find out, even a little white bunny had a bite.
Fascinating, truly fascinating.
"Are you going to plead on her behalf?" Ye Ranran looked at Che Hao.
"If I plead for her, would you let her go?" Che Hao smiled, his expression was nonchalant yet his eyes were serious, staring at Ye Ranran.
But Che Hao wasn’t present in Ye Ranran’s eyes. Her heart only had room for Jun Mochan.
She was living for Jun Mochan, he was her whole world.
"No." A straightforward yet resolute ’no’ symbolizing Ye Ranran’s determination.