Ye Ranran’s jaw almost dropped when she saw her.
"Are you pregnant?" Ye Ranran cast a curious glance at Luo Qi’s stomach.
"How could that be possible." Luo Qi lowered her voice, whispering in Ye Ranran’s ear: "We’ve always been careful."
She wasn’t planning on getting pregnant before they were even married.
"Then why are you eating so much?" Ye Ranran pinched her chin: "Keep eating , and you’ll end up with a double chin."
"Really?" Luo Qi asked anxiously.
Ye Ranran nodded solemnly: "Really."
Luo Qi, frightened by Ye Ranran’s words, quickly discarded all the food in her hands.
"Let’s go and walk around more." Luo Qi grabbed Ye Ranran’s hand.
Ye Ranran stayed still, just looking at Jun Mochan. After days without seeing him, she just wanted to spend some time with him.
"You guys go ahead, Ranran is tired." Jun Mochan pulled Ye Ranran back into his arms.
Luo Qi gave the couple a teasing wink and shrugged, reluctantly saying: "Alright then, you two enjoy yourselves."
After releasing the lanterns and walking around for a while, Ye Ranran didn’t want to continue. She and Jun Mochan returned to the hotel together.
The shabby hotel was far beneath Jun Mochan’s standards. After spending the night there, he refused to stay another.
"We are leaving tomorrow, why move?" Ye Ranran opened the door.
As soon as she closed the door, Jun Mochan turned around and pressed her against it: "Do you like it here?"
"Not particularly. We’re leaving for the next place in the morning, and I heard it’s in the mountains for filming. Even this place might seem luxurious compared to that." Ye Ranran wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Besides, you’ve been a soldier before, right? You must have stayed in even cruder places."
That was true. Jun Mochan no longer complained. He lifted Ye Ranran’s chin and gave her a deep kiss.
His hand slipped under Ye Ranran’s blouse.
The temperature in the room quickly heated up.
After a late night, Jun Mochan didn’t demand much when they woke up early the next day.
After they finished, he held Ye Ranran, softly rubbing her face with his fingertips.
"Ranran, let’s have a baby." Jun Mochan whispered in her ear.
Ye Ranran was almost asleep. Hearing this, she murmured: "I’d like that, but I haven’t been able to get pregnant, right?"
"Once we finish shooting this series, you can rest for a while, and we can try to have a baby, how does that sound?" Jun Mochan softly persuaded.
Poor Ye Ranran had no idea that Jun Mochan was leading her into a trap, sleepily she agreed.
When she woke up again, Jun Mochan was gone. Zhou Xian had called him last night, something had happened, and he had left in a hurry.
Ye Ranran thought nothing of it. It would be abnormal if Jun Mochan, a man like him, stayed here for a full week.
In the car, Jun Mochan drove and listened to the news brought by Zhou Xian.
"Wen Jianfeng has found out about Chu Ji’s affair with his wife. He’s so furious he wants to kill Chu Ji."
Any man would be unhappy wearing such a large green hat, especially someone as commanding as Wen Jianfeng.
He simply couldn’t tolerate it.
"He’s given the media evidence of the affair – video footage, conversation transcripts, records of hotel visits. By tomorrow, the entire A City will be in an uproar."
If that’s true, Chu Ji’s done for.
He won’t have a place in politics any more.