"What if something happens to me, if I get killed or something?"
"There won’t be any such ’what if’!" Jun Mochan asserted confidently.
"Why?" Before Jun Mochan could reply, she quickly retorted, "I know now, you’ve been secretly watching me, haven’t you? I knew you weren’t that cold-hearted."
He must care about her; otherwise, he wouldn’t be so concerned about her!
This realization filled Song Yue with overwhelming joy!
"You’re overthinking it. It’s been calm these days, and aunt always brings you food after she delivers mine. You’re well fed and well rested. What’s the problem?"
Song Yue was left speechless for a moment!
After only three days, Ye Ranran had gotten to know almost 90% of the people, so she didn’t have anything to worry about.
"Let’s stop here for today, I need to step out." Ye Ranran said to One.
"Where to?" Knowing he can’t stop her, One immediately fetched her coat.
"My secretary is here, some matters need to be attended to."
Understanding that it was business related, One nodded.
He helped Ye Ranran put on her down jacket before handing her shoes, bending slightly, signaling for her to lift her foot.
Ye Ranran felt a bit uncomfortable: "A servant could do it."
She always felt he wasn’t suited for these tasks!
"It’s just convenient for me, and the servants might not necessarily do it better than me." One raised Ye Ranran’s face, helping her put on her boots.
The bulkiness of the snow boots annoyed Ye Ranran: "Can I change them? These are too ugly."
She didn’t want to ruin her good image in front of the secretary.
"No, your feet haven’t completely recovered. You cannot let them get cold again, otherwise, you might not be able to fit into any shoes!"
Of course, she couldn’t wear snow boots at the banquet.
Ye Ranran turned her face away, pretending not to see.
Amused by her childishness, One revealed a slight smile, "Let’s go."
The two of them went downstairs together.
Downstairs, Ye Ranran ran into Mrs. Huo: "Going out? I prepared soup for you, have some quickly!"
Ye Ranran was startled: "For me?"
She was sure it wasn’t for Xu Zi, was it?
"Yes, it’s for you. Hurry up, it won’t taste good when it cools down." Mrs. Huo urged.
Ye Ranran stared at her for a while, her clear eyes as if trying to see through her.
Why was she suddenly being so kind to her for no reason at all?
"You don’t like it? Then forget it." Mrs. Huo said uncomfortably under Ye Ranran’s gaze.
"No, I’ll have it." Ye Ranran reached out and took the soup from Mrs. Huo, taking a big gulp.
"Slow down, it’s very hot!" Mrs. Huo warned on the side.
In a few seconds, Ye Ranran finished the soup, her eyes curved into a beautiful arc: "It’s delicious, thank you, Mom!"
Ye Ranran was a grateful person; she always magnified any kindness shown to her tenfold.
That’s why she could forgive Chu Ji, and risked her own safety to save him.
She forgot about One’s earlier dislike for her, treating him the same way she treated Jun Mochan.
"If you like it, I’ll make it for you again. Now, go ahead with your work, remember to come home for dinner, I’ll cook for you!"
The word ’home’ filled Ye Ranran with a sense of melancholy, but her smile grew wider.
"Yes, my secretary brought some papers, I’ll just step out a while. One is with me, Mom, don’t worry." For the first time, Ye Ranran explained her whereabouts to Mrs Huo.
"No need to report to me, I don’t want to know about your broken affairs." Mrs. Huo waved her off, took the soup bowl and went towards the kitchen!