"Alright, you can move around in the room, call me if you need anything." Jun Mochan ordered before leaving.
Ye Ranran hurried him along, "I know, don’t worry."
When Jun Mochan finally left, Ye Ranran breathed a sigh of relief. His constant presence by her side, despite having nothing to do, made her feel guilty.
She read a book in the room for a while, her disabled hand making her tired. She tried to sleep, but just lay there for a long time.
So, Ye Ranran decided to watch TV.
She went to the living room, turned on the TV, and started watching a TV show.
It was the one Huacan had produced. Her gaze was mostly on her own clothes.
Watching this way, she could better see their shortcomings.
Just when Ye Ranran was engrossed in the show, Huo’s mother walked in.
She knew trouble was brewing. She didn’t think Huo’s mother was here to have a heart-to-heart chat with her today.
Huo’s mother walked up to Ye Ranran and without uttering a word, slapped her across the face.
Ye Ranran’s pale face immediately turned red and swollen.
"Do you know why I hit you?" Huo’s mother looked down at the seated Ye Ranran, emanating an air of high stature.
Ye Ranran didn’t speak. She just quietly waited for what was to come next. She knew, even if she didn’t ask, Huo’s mother would speak anyway.
"I thought you were a reasonable woman who knew when to retreat, which is why I tolerated you with Xiaohan, but your actions a few days ago truly disappointed me."
Even when she begged her, she didn’t say a word in her defense. How could such a narrow-minded woman befit the role of the head lady of the Jun family?
How could she prioritize the greater good?
"Reasonable? Know when to retreat?" Ye Ranran laughed, "May I ask, dear mother, if someone raped you and the rapist’s kin begged you to spare him, would you forgive him?"
"Forget about everything else, just answer me, would you?" Ye Ranran stared directly at Huo’s mother.
"If you could confidently answer yes, let’s give it a shot now." Ye Ranran’s words started to turn aggressive.
Even though she hadn’t spoken for her before, she hadn’t added fuel to the fire. She asked herself if her heart wasn’t that broad.
To act like nothing happened, not even being saintly enough to prevent her husband when he stood up for her.
But she didn’t kick someone while they were down, and she didn’t start a fuss, just because she knew making a scene would do no one any good.
But while she could understand the other party, they hadn’t considered her position at all.
"We are all women. Let me ask you, dear mother, if your daughter was almost violated by your son-in-law’s big brother, what would you do? Would you forgive your son-in-law’s big brother and let him continue to harass your daughter, or would you stop at nothing to kill him?" Ye Ranran’s eyes turned cold. She looked like a drawn sword, all sharp edges.
Huo’s mother moved her lips but couldn’t manage a single word.
"Come on, say something. As long as you can come up with a different approach, I will let you try. Your heart is so big, so you wouldn’t mind showing me how forgiving you can be, right?" Ye Ranran smiled amiably, but her eyes were devoid of any humor.
Today, Ye Ranran is no longer the weak and easily bullied little woman she used to be. When Jun Mochan was trapped, she had to juggle various men.
She fought them for market shares, negotiated, and in a short time, she managed to stabilize the situation at J.C.
A woman like that is no pushover.
The Ye Ranran of old had had her moments of arrogance and pride, too.