If she didn’t plot against Ye Ranran, and focused her smarts elsewhere, he wouldn’t hesitate to support her completely.
But whatever she deserves, he won’t give her a cent less than it.
"What do you think would happen if a rich man’s wife found out about Han Yan’s whereabouts?" Ye Ranran said with a hint of excitement.
"She’d probably just beat her up, the man is not going to break up with Han Yan over it."
No matter how fierce a rich man’s wife is, the ultimate decision is in the hands of the rich man.
"A rich man’s wife is just a housewife, her tactics are nothing but crying, making a fuss, and threatening to commit suicide. The money she has is a drop in the ocean to a rich man, if pushed, he would even divorce her."
In any case, the final outcome doesn’t make much difference for Han Yan. If there is, it is only about the amount of money.
"Isn’t it the same as with the card you gave me? Although you said I can spend whatever I want, but the house and the company’s ownership is still yours, right?" Ye Ranran quickly extrapolated.
Jun Mochan chuckled, "What’s wrong? Are you feeling insecure, Ranran?"
"Yes, I’m afraid you’ll get rid of me. I’ve given all my youth to you. If that happens, you can still find someone younger, and I’ll be old and fading. Who would want me then?"
"The villa at home has long been under both our names, as well as my other properties. As for the company, it’s the same. In other words, if something happens to me one day, these will all be yours." Jun Mochan pinched her face.
"I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to feel burdened. Now I’m telling you, so you won’t overthink. I’ve said before, what’s mine is yours, and what’s yours is still yours."
"You know I was just joking." Even if they ever divorce, she still owns Ye Family’s old house and another one in the city.
She could still work and live a good life.
He really didn’t need to do this.
"If I ever go bankrupt one day, you’ll have to share half of the debt. Don’t think it’s all benefits."
Ye Ranran hugged him tightly and swore, "Alright, if that really happens, I’ll support you!"
When Luo Qi heard about this, she immediately clasped her hands over her heart, looking at Ye Ranran with money signs in her eyes, "Rich friend, I beg to hang onto your coattails."
Ye Ranran leisurely stretched out her leg, "Come, since we’re good friends, I’ll let you hang on."
"I was just joking." Luo Qi’s eyes held a hint of melancholy.
Ye Ranran, noticing that something was wrong, anxiously asked, "What happened? Is something wrong?"
"Didn’t I tell you before I returned? I want to pull the plug on the marriage this month. First, I want to settle down and second, I want to ease my mother’s worries. You know, after years of toil, her health has deteriorated."
"The thing she desires most is to see me happy, and my little brother. I want to have a child later, save some money for my brother’s college education."
She knows it’s unfair to Ah Chuan, but she’s still young, only 25. It’s not too late to have a child at 29.
By then, her brother would be in his second year of college. Two years later, he would graduate, and she would have nothing else to worry about.
"This is a good thing, I completely support your idea."
A lot of people would think, since she’s married, she should rely on her husband. Besides, Ah Chuan is not short of money.
But using her husband’s money to support her own family would really be kind of excessive. Even if Ah Chuan doesn’t say anything, Luo Qi will certainly feel like she’s shortchanged him.
After all, being dependent makes you weak.