Why would you dress me so hideous? What’s the point?
"You’re not hideous. In my heart, Ranran, you always look the best." Jun Mochan sweet-talked Ye Ranran.
All women love sweet nothings, and Ye Ranran was no exception, especially when they were said by the man she was in love with.
Reluctantly, Ye Ranran accepted the outfit.
"Grandpa, we’re going to visit the military compound." Jun Mochan, coming downstairs, greeted the old Mr. Jun.
"Are you coming back for dinner?"
Before Jun Mochan could respond, Ye Ranran jumped in, "Of course we are, Grandpa. Don’t forget to save some for us."
The old Jun snorted: "Could there be anything without you? And remember the task I gave you last time, didn’t you?"
"I didn’t forget, it’s on my mind. Grandpa, we’re leaving now." Ye Ranran waved at the old Mr Jun and beamed a radiant smile.
"What task did Grandpa give you?" Jun Mochan asked.
"A name list." Ye Ranran didn’t conceal.
"You can take your time, don’t rush." He was by her side, no one would dare to mess with her.
"I know that. Would you please stop being so naggy like an old man?" Ye Ranran nestled into Jun Mochan’s arms.
Jun Mochan pinched her cheeks: "Oh really, now I am an old man in your eyes?"
"No, never. Mr. Jun, you’re always the most handsome man in my eyes."
Ye Ranran’s compliments were well received by Jun Mochan and he decided not to be petty with her.
Their car left the official district compound and arrived at a bustling street.
With streets lit festively, pedestrians hurriedly paced as before, yet their faces were filled with a hint of joy.
Looking at the trees hung with red lanterns, Ye Ranran suddenly realized that the twelfth lunar month was upon them, and the New Year would be next week.
"Honey, it seems we haven’t bought any New Year’s goodies yet?" Why didn’t anyone tell her or remind her?
"Others will handle those." The housekeeper was there to take care of these things, otherwise, what’s his use?
"Let’s buy some when we go back." Ye Ranran suggested.
It didn’t feel like New Year without buying some New Year’s goodies yourself.
Seeing her excitement, Jun Mochan nodded.
Halfway there, it started snowing again. Ye Ranran wanted to roll down the window.
"What are you doing?" Jun Mochan grabbed her hand.
Ye Ranran was startled by his stern reaction, "I... I just wanted to look at the snow."
"Can’t you look through the window?" Jun Mochan held her tightly: "Snow is cold, it’s not fun."
Ye Ranran pouted, she just wanted to take a look, he didn’t need to get that nervous.
The car sped all the way and soon they arrived at the Huo Family’s residence.
Before entering, Jun Mochan rolled down the car window. The guards saw that excessively exquisite face and stood even straighter!
Before getting out of the car, Jun Mochan helped Ye Ranran straighten her clothes, making sure no wind would get in before he led her out of the car.
And so, the entire Huo family saw a refined man, halfway carrying a "furball" walking in.
Sensing the weird stares around her, Ye Ranran tried to pretend she didn’t see anything.
As soon as she stepped through the door, Ye Ranran removed her hat and unwound her scarf.
A little face flushed with rose blush was exposed in the warm air.
Huo Yi was looking blankly at Ye Ranran’s face, which had gained a bit more vitality, his eyes filled with dullness.
Jun Mochan helped her take her hat and scarf, handed them to a maid nearby, and then helped her straighten her messy hair.
His attentiveness aroused the envy of onlookers.
"Hello, big bro." As she looked up, Ye Ranran’s eyes met with Huo Yi’s deep gaze. She greeted him warmly.