The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1082 - 1105: The Roadblocker

Chapter 1082: Chapter 1105: The Roadblocker

"I said something wrong? Maybe you should go to the hospital for a check-up," Ye Ranran suggested. "We can go right now."

"If you weren’t the madam, I would have..." dealt with her already, in a very unpleasant way.

Let’s see if she would still dare to question his abilities.

Seeing One’s face get darker, Ye Ranran very tactfully shut her mouth, but just after two minutes of silence, she spoke again, "Why don’t you still go for a check? Neglecting medical care isn’t good."

"I just don’t want to; there’s nothing wrong with me."

"There’s nothing wrong? How come you don’t want to then? Don’t you have any needs?" Surely he was a passionate young man as well?

"Those people are not my type." Implicitly, he meant that he couldn’t get aroused by them.

"How would you know if you’ve never tried? You should give it a try, at least get to know them a bit." Nowadays, love often grows over time; love at first sight is rare.

And what about so-called true love? Most of the time, it’s about compatibility. True love is elusive and imaginary; he isn’t deluding himself, is he?

"That’s my business. The madam doesn’t need to worry about it," One said sternly.

"Alright." She stopped pushing him, though she thought maybe she could have some girls from the office hang around him more.

Maybe one day he’d realize.

Soon, the car arrived at the company’s entrance; Ye Ranran called Zhao Xiao to come down.

"You sit in the front." As Zhao Xiao was about to open the back door, Ye Ranran let down the window.

Zhao Xiao didn’t think much of it, assuming she didn’t like sharing her space. But it wasn’t until she got in that she realized something was off. Why was the air so cold?

And the guy next to her, with a deadpan face full of murderous intent, he wasn’t about to get rid of her next second, was he?

"Handsome, handsome guy, did I offend you?" Zhao Xiao asked timidly.

But One completely ignored her, always dismissing questions from strangers.

"She’s talking to you," Ye Ranran nudged his shoulder.

"Does the madam need something?" One was impervious.

Ye Ranran was resigned and gave up on getting him to interact with Zhao Xiao.

"No, nothing." Ye Ranran went back to her seat.

She took out her design notebook, intending to work on a contest entry, but her mind was blank.

As she pondered, her thoughts drifted to Jun Mochan, she remembered him in his military uniform.

Before she left, she had watched him from afar, standing on a high platform, as aloof as ever but also exuding unspoken valor and integrity, characteristics unique to the military.

She suddenly wanted to know what he had been through. If it hadn’t been for her, he might have been an exceptional special forces soldier.

He would have risked his life for the country, being present wherever and whenever he was needed.

Ye Ranran’s pen moved on its own, sketching Jun Mochan as he emerged unintentionally onto the paper.

But his essence, his charisma, she just couldn’t capture it right.

While she was lost in her thoughts, the car suddenly stopped.

Ye Ranran looked out, they had entered the film city but hadn’t reached the filming base yet. Ahead, several soldiers in uniforms, holding guns, blocked the way.

"What’s going on?" Ye Ranran frowned. Who was bold enough to block her path?

"It must be the young master," One said, his voice sounding a bit strange.

Huo Yi? What was he doing here? Before Ye Ranran could figure out why, a car stopped right beside hers.