Tears sprung with greater force from the eyes of Xia Shi: "Why? What doesn’t compare about me to her?"
She considered herself inferior to Ye Ranran in no way, so why could he only see Ye Ranran and not her?
"Don’t compare yourself to her, because there is no basis for comparison."
The tears in Xia Shi’s eyes lessened a bit: "In my heart, she’s the best, and you can’t compete with her in any way."
"Don’t let me find out about this happening a second time, or the consequences will be much worse than just drinking soup," Jun Mochan letting go of her.
He took a handkerchief from his suit pocket and wiped his hands meticulously, as if they were covered in germs.
Xia Shi’s face was deathly pale, as if she swallowed a fly.
"Take good care of Xie Yuan, damage him when necessary." After leaving the hospital, Jun Mochan called number One.
One was working on decoding the Song Family’s internal communication system when he received the call, causing him to jolt and accidentally click something erroneous on his computer.
Little black dots danced chaotically across the computer, then the screen went black.
"Damn it," One slammed his keyboard in frustration.
"This minor issue, just delegate it to someone else. I’m busy decoding this system," One complained.
If there’s a problem with your delegation, it’s your problem," Jun Mochan didn’t wait for One to respond before hanging up the call.
One, agitated, threw his phone to the ground.
Once his mood had calmed somewhat, he picked it up, planning to delegate the task.
Upon seeing his shattered phone, he stomped on it again out of rage.
At this moment, One held nothing but resentment toward Ye Ranran in his heart, it was all her fault that these troubles had arisen.
"Bring me a new phone right now." One ordered into the talkback machine.
Quickly, his subordinates brought him a new phone.
One dialed the number for the informant placed within the prison, instructing them to find an opportunity to kill Xie Yuan.
If Xie Yuan were dead, he would no longer cause any trouble.
"Finally, the order’s been given, I can hardly contain myself over here." A coarse voice came.
"Hehe, after it’s done, F country has a shipment for us. Go and bring it back." One sneered.
"No, not that godforsaken place again, let someone else to do it, I refuse to go", the person on the other side was protesting.
"Do you even have a choice? If you don’t go, you’ll be waiting there forever," One hung up the call.
After venting at him, his heart finally felt calm again. He resumed decoding the Song Family’s communication system.
Didn’t the Song family claim that their internal firewall was invincible? He would show them otherwise.
"Those terrorists have all swarmed the Wen Family now." Zhou Xian’s face appeared on the computer as soon as One turned it back on.
"Haha, they don’t have money, who else would they swarm?"
The money the Wen Family had prepared was kept in the bank. There was a problem with the bank, authorized by Jun Mochan, and an audit was needed.
As for how long the audit would take, it was hard to say.
It was definitely not a matter that could be resolved in a few months.
"Keep a close eye on the Song family, let me know if anything happens." Zhou Xian leaned back in his chair.
"I got it, I am busy decoding it. Don’t bother me if you don’t have anything to do, " One replied irately.
"You make it sound like I want to see you. I’m leaving."
Zhou Xian’s face swayed a bit and was then gone.
One continued with his unfinished work.
Not long after Jun Mochan left, Xia Shi started to feel a painful sensation in her lower abdomen, a burning sensation as if she was on fire.
This was the side effect of a potent contraceptive she had created, one that could potentially render a woman infertile with just a single dose.
She previously made Ye Ranran take it, aiming to make sure Ye Ranran would be unable to bear Jun Mochan’s child for eternity.