44: Chapter 044: The Fierce Ye Ranran_1
44 -044: The Fierce Ye Ranran_1
Looking at the resentment in Ye Tianjiao’s eyes, Ye Ranran raised her head high like a proud rooster that had won a battle: “That’s right, I can’t stand to see you happy, Ye Tianjiao.
When you tried to push me into the fire pit last night, I didn’t plan on letting you off.”
“You think I’d be scared of your underhanded tactics?
Do you really think you can destroy me, or the Ye family?
I won’t let you succeed.”
Ye Ranran enjoyed Ye Tianjiao’s twisted and grotesque expression: “Instead of declaring your intentions here, why don’t you go and see how your mom is doing?
Also, if you’ve acted above board and managed things well, my tactics wouldn’t matter, would they?”
“I’m just afraid that there’s nothing inside, and when a storm comes, everything will collapse.” Ye Ranran mimicked a crumbling gesture.
Without looking at Ye Tianjiao’s face, black as ink, Ye Ranran left with a myriad of grace and charm.
Just as she stepped out of the Ye family’s gate, Ye Ranran saw a familiar car.
She walked over, opened the car door, and saw the cool and handsome Jun Mochan.
The car door’s sound made Jun Mochan look up from inside the car.
Seeing Ye Ranran bruised and battered, his eyes became dangerous: “What happened?”
“Just a little fight.” Ye Ranran pushed him aside, sitting down next to him.
“You’ve quite got guts now, even learning to fight.” Jun Mochan’s face was unusually cold.
“Didn’t you know when I left the house this morning?
Surely you didn’t think I was out having tea with Ye Tianjiao?” Facing Jun Mochan’s increasingly chilly gaze, Ye Ranran met his eyes without fear.
“Despite telling her that I’m married, she still won’t leave me alone.
She really thinks I’m afraid of her.
If she annoys me, I could cut her down with a single stroke.”
“I hadn’t realised Madame had such a fierce side.” The darkness slowly left Jun Mochan’s face, returning to its usual warmth.
“That’s right, I’m fierce.
Just figuring it out now?
Looking at the bruises on her neck, Jun Mochan’s eyes revealed his pain: “Let’s go, I’ll take you to the hospital.”
“I’m not going to the hospital.” Ye Ranran protested fiercely.
Jun Mochan’s face immediately darkened: “What are you playing at?”
Ye Ranran covered her neck with both hands: “I’m not going to the hospital.
Do you want everyone to know I’ve just been in a fight?
Don’t you care about your reputation?”
Knowing her concerns, Jun Mochan smiled helplessly: “Ye Ranran, after the fighting, isn’t it a bit late for you to worry about saving face?”
“I’m trying to save your face right now.”
“Fine, let’s go home.
I’ll get the family doctor to take a look at you.”
As a scion of a powerful family, Jun Mochan naturally had his own private doctor, who was currently on a few days leave.
Now, it seemed necessary to call him back ahead of time.
Private doctors are people too.
Ye Ranran was about to refuse again, but facing Jun Mochan’s calm yet dangerous gaze, she knew better than to voice her objection.
“What happened that it’s this serious?” The family doctor asked, continuously gauging Jun Mochan.
Jun Mochan’s face darkened at seeing the doctor’s surprising, almost terrified expression.
Before he could say anything, Ye Ranran interrupted: “Why are you looking at him?
I did this to myself.
My wrist hurts too, oh, and also my knee.” Her wrist injury was from before and the knee was from just now.
If he’s come all the way here, he might as well treat everything.
“I really don’t understand you people.
Can’t you live a normal life?
Why do you like torturing yourselves?” The doctor shook his head whilst applying medication to Ye Ranran’s wounds.