The more you consume, the more you taste.
Getting free food while you shop, particularly from upscale brands, is an irresistible lure to any foodie.
Customers who came on the first day found that it was not just a clever marketing ploy. The food was genuinely delicious.
Thus, word spread from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, and by the second day, the volume of traffic increased significantly.
The businesses that had set up shop there made a fortune. Those who hadn’t clamoured to get in.
Want to join? Sure, add three percentage points!
Plus, all the spots on the ground floor are taken, you can only move to the second floor.
Some hesitated while others gritted their teeth and paid. By the time those with severe indecision had made their decisions, the second floor was also fully occupied.
Seeing others racking in money, those left out could only pound their chests in frustration.
Ye Ranran also made her name in a single stroke.
Everyone proclaimed that she was no ordinary person, an entity equal to Jun Mochan.
They didn’t know that Ye Ranran would rather remain clueless, knowing nothing and acting impulsively, releasing her whims as she pleased.
In her car, Ye Ranran looked over the mall’s data from the previous day, smiling slightly.
The massive burden inside her heart finally lifted; she had finally found her footing at J.C.
Just as she finished packing up her files, her phone rang.
Who could be calling her at this time? Seeing the unfamiliar number, Ye Ranran hesitated before answering.
"What is it?" Ye Ranran answered in a calm tone.
Wen Zhi didn’t answer. Silence seeped in for a while, then a subdued humming sounded.
A sense of unease sprouted in Ye Ranran’s heart.
Soon, her intuition was confirmed.
"Speak up!" Wen Zhi’s angry voice came through the phone.
Another pause followed.
"You think if you don’t talk, everything will be alright?"
Wen Zhi moved the phone back to his ear, "Ye Ranran, do you know who’s lying on the ground right now?"
Ye Ranran’s honest reply infuriated Wen Zhi.
"Your adulterous husband, Chu Ji!"
Ye Ranran’s heart lurched, not caring what Wen Zhi said next, "What did you do to him?"
"Just beat him half to death, that’s all. Don’t worry though, he won’t die just yet."
"Your word for it? How would I believe you?"
"Rest assured, I’ll make him speak."
Wen Zhi moved the phone away slightly, "You can play dead all you want. You think if you don’t talk, I’ll have no solution? She already believes me. She’s on the way here now!"
"If you want to say a few words to her, now’s the time." Wen Zhi put the phone to Chu Ji’s ear.
"Ranran, don’t come." Chu Ji struggled to say.
Listening to Wen Zhi’s snide laughter on the other end, Ye Ranran had an overwhelming urge to punch him.
What Jun Mochan said was right, even a cornered dog will leap over a wall.
Wen Zhi must be desperate. Without the Wen Family, his future seems bleak. That’s probably why he’s intent on taking Chu Ji down with him.
She just doesn’t know how he found out about her relationship with Chu Ji.
Ye Ranran thought about this for a while, then decisively asked: "Where are you?"
"Mrs Jun, you’re really straightforward. I’m at the North District Pond. Come alone. Don’t try to bring anyone else, I’m keeping tabs on your every move!"
Ye Ranran scanned her surroundings but couldn’t locate the camera he might have installed.
"Stop looking, you won’t find it." Wen Zhi seemed smug.
"Alright, I’ll come alone. But I hope you’re a man of your word." Ye Ranran hung up the phone.
"Everyone get out of the car; I need to go somewhere alone."