80: Chapter 080: What Did I Say Wrong_1
80 -080: What Did I Say Wrong_1
“If you two want to exchange feelings, we won’t disturb you, but I don’t like you bothering my wife for no reasons.
If I see it again, it won’t be as simple as a stock market crash.” After finishing his words, Jun Mochan lifted Ye Ranran in his arms.
“Jun Mochan, what are you doing?
This is a hospital.” Ye Ranran blurted out in a coquettish tone.
“Walk faster this way, do you want to see these people?”
“No, let’s hurry up.” Ye Ranran voluntarily wrapped herself around his neck.
Ignorant to Gao Han and Ye Tianjiao, Jun Mochan and Ye Ranran walked out in their lovey-dovey mood.
The sight made Gao Han and Ye Tianjiao forget their squabble.
When they were gone and out of sight, they stood there still maintaining a stiff expression, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Once out of their sights, Jun Mochan’s face lost its warmth, becoming cold, and extremely dangerous.
“Are you angry?” Ye Ranran gently asked.
Everything was fine just now, why has he suddenly changed?
“Ye Ranran, did you say something wrong earlier?” Jun Mochan’s gaze was deep, like a haunted forest in a chilling wind.
Ye Ranran shrunk her neck, “I, what did I say?”
Jun Mochan pursed his lips, his expression becoming even more dangerous.
By now, they had reached his room.
Ye Ranran quietly feared if Jun Mochan would carelessly dump her onto the bed.
Reaching the bedside, Jun Mochan halted.
Frightened, Ye Ranran shut her eyes, preparing herself for another incident.
The anticipated pain did not arrive.
Instead, Jun Mochan gently placed her on the bed with delicate movements, treating her as if she were a fragile treasure.
His perfect facial features outlined a flawless face, his deep eyes resembled a timeless well, hard to fathom.
His lips were slightly pursed, indicating his current dissatisfaction.
“What did I say wrong?
You’re being vague, how am I supposed to guess?” As Jun Mochan tried to stand up, Ye Ranran clung onto him, like a koala on a tree.
“I won’t.” Ye Ranran tightened her grip.
Fearing she may fall, Jun Mochan held her hip, gently shifting her upwards.
As their eyes met, Ye Ranran clearly saw the unhappiness and…
possessiveness in his gaze.
She watched him, startled.
Jun Mochan awkwardly turned his head, “Do you really want Ye Tianjiao and Gao Han to divorce?”
“Yes, having Ye Tianjao lose both his wife and wealth is quite satisfying right?
But even if Gao Han gets divorced, I won’t leave.
Jun alone is enough.” Ye Ranran’s face was pressed against Jun Mochan’s.
Her reliance softened Jun Mochan’s stern expression significantly, “Remember what you said today.
Even if someday Gao Han regrets and wants to return, you should ignore him.”
Jun, do I seem like a person who would go back on my words?
When did you become so unconfident?
And, were you just jealous?” Ye Ranran stared at him searching for answers.
“Can Gao Han compare to me?
Why would I be jealous of him?”
Ye Ranran:”…” He clearly was jealous, yet wouldn’t admit it!
Sliding down from Jun Mochan, Ye Ranran sat on the bed again.
Jun Mochan stood at the side of the bed, looking down at her from a height.
After the thread was removed, her not fully healed wound tore slightly, looking more intimidating and horrible.
Looking at Ye Ranran’s blood-stained head, Jun Mochan felt he was too lenient with Ye Tianjiao.