Jun Mochan had anticipated today’s outcome. He came forward today, hoping that Huo Yi would back down in the face of difficulty.
A fragility appeared on Huo Yi’s determined face. Jun Mochan was right, Ye Ranran didn’t want him anymore.
He had lost his most precious thing.
"For the sake of you being my elder brother, I’ll say it again today. If you continue to pester Ranran, I won’t be polite."
This was his main point today.
He was here to warn him.
But would Huo Yi be afraid?
"You think I didn’t intend to do so?" In fact, he was ready to break away the moment he learned that Jun Mochan had married Ye Ranran.
He had been holding back all along, which allowed Jun Mochan to beat him to saying it.
"If our family knew we were at odds over a woman, what would they think?" Huo Yi laughed abruptly, his facial expression filled with an underlying sense of anticipation.
That was an unrestrained madness.
If he couldn’t have her, he would destroy her.
Joint pressure from Huo and Jun families would surely kill Ye Ranran.
Not to mention those who wanted her dead, openly and secretly, like the Ye Family.
By then, no matter how powerful Jun Mochan was, he wouldn’t be able to protect her.
"Why don’t you give it a try and see?" Jun Mochan smiled elegantly, but it was somewhat twisted. Under the dim yellow light, his countenance carried a bewitching aura of evil.
"If it comes to that, Ranran is willing to die with me." Jun Mochan challenged Huo Yi.
Ye Ranran seemed very fragile, even her personality was gentle, that’s why she never protested or argued given her circumstances.
But deep down, she was stubborn and aggressive.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have done things like finding a random man to marry. If she was cornered, she was capable of doing anything.
Finally, Huo Yi backed down.
But Jun Mochan, who had driven him back, wasn’t happy. He was full of worries.
He knew that Huo Yi had not given up, and indeed, how could he?
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to give up, but he couldn’t, just like Jun Mochan.
Today, he stood up as a warning and to test the waters. As soon as he sensed the depth, he didn’t feel happy at all.
Ye Ranran was sitting on the sofa, drawing something without noticing Jun Mochan nearby.
With a sketchbook in her hand, her pen gently traced on the paper, producing a beautiful outline.
With a few more strokes, a familiar face appeared on the paper.
Under the peach blossom tree, a handsome man was standing with a concentration in his eyes. He held a peach blossom in his hand as the breeze picked up, causing his robe and dark hair to flutter.
Petals were fluttering all around him.
His overly exquisite features were even more charming than the peach blossoms.
Jun Mochan reached out to take the sketchbook, studying the depiction of himself: "I didn’t know I was this good looking."
Ye Ranran had been admiring her work when the drawing was suddenly taken away. She looked up in panic and saw Jun Mochan, immediately looking unnatural.
Like a child who has been caught doing something wrong.
"Give it back." Ye Ranran reached out to grab the sketch.
Jun Mochan raised his hand out of her reach, forcing her to stand on the sofa.
Instead, Jun Mochan stepped back a bit. Frustrated, Ye Ranran simply hung onto Jun Mochan’s neck.
Instantly, she hung onto Jun Mochan’s entire body.
Afraid that she’d fall, Jun Mochan quickly held her.
Ye Ranran took the opportunity to get the drawing. With a slight force, the drawing was back in her hands.
Seeing that it wasn’t damaged at all, Ye Ranran sighed in relief.