If it weren’t for Jun Mochan’s sake, she couldn’t care less about him.
"That’s my business, what’s it got to do with you?"
One’s words were quite hurtful. Ye Ranran’s lips quivered a bit, wanting to say something, but ultimately she stayed silent.
She grabbed One’s collar and said, "Let’s go. Even if you fancy getting drenched in the rain, I don’t want to any more."
One felt he should resist her, but seeing Ye Ranran’s stubborn and obstinate silhouette, he surprisingly no longer had the strength to do so.
Ye Ranran dragged One back to the fitting room. Seeing Ye Ranran looking as if she had taken a soaking, Luo Qi quickly rushed over, "Ranran, what happened? Why are you in such a mess?"
Ye Ranran wiped the water from her face, "I just got caught in the rain, it’s nothing. I’ll go change my clothes, you take care of things here first."
"Hurry and go, just leave everything here to me." Luo Qi looked at her with worry while casting a glare at One.
She had no idea who he really was. Ye Ranran wouldn’t tell her, but one thing is undeniable, ever since he arrived, he has been bringing nothing but trouble to Ye Ranran.
What’s more, Ye Ranran was actually indulging him, which was so unlike her character.
Did Young Master Jun know? Luo Qi really wanted to ask, but the words got stuck at the tip of her tongue.
Ye Ranran said she didn’t want her to ask too many questions, as did Ah Chuan.
Forget it, Ye Ranran must have had her own judgment.
All along the way, Ye Ranran used her hand as an umbrella, sheltering One as they headed back.
The rain was getting heavier, the surrounding fog created a hazy view where the green trees could barely be seen, the corner of the building existed as an apparition in white mist, just like a fairy’s dwelling.
The ethereal fog made everything around look enchanting, so incredibly beautiful.
Neither One nor Ye Ranran had the mood to appreciate it though. One’s attention was completely focused on the person next to him, while the latter just wanted to hurry back.
Change into some dry clothes and have some hot water.
Because she felt like she was about to freeze to death.
After rushing back to the hotel, Ye Ranran and One each went to change their clothes.
To take care of One more conveniently, Ye Ranran specifically got a room across his. The mountain hotel did not have a president suite, and so-called family rooms only had a large bed and a small bed.
To avoid awkwardness and for convenience, Ye Ranran didn’t mind the expense.
Ye Ranran changed quickly. Worried about One, she didn’t even dry her hair and ran over.
One was in the middle of changing pants. Hearing the knock, he got startled, tripped over his pants and fell.
"I’m coming in." Ye Ranran, who had been knocking on the door and getting no response, announced from outside.
Don’t come in! One wanted to stop her, but it was already too late, Ye Ranran had pushed the door open.
At that moment, One felt his dignity was completely lost.
"Ah." Upon entering and finding One with his pants down, Ye Ranran, blushing, covered her eyes.
One couldn’t stand her reaction: "Wasn’t it you who wanted to come in? Now you’re all coy, what are you playing at?"
Ye Ranran lifted her foot, hovering just a centimeter away from One’s back: "I’ll give you a chance to take back what you said."
Giving him some sympathy would be nice, wouldn’t it? If she wasn’t concerned about him getting hurt or aggravating his wound, causing serious consequences, would she do this?
Making it sound like she was some pervert, wanting to come in and ogle at his body.
"If I insist, then wouldn’t you continue to take care of me?" Resigning himself to his fate like a dead fish, One blatantly lay on the floor.