The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1103 - 1126: She Is Unhappy

Chapter 1103: Chapter 1126: She Is Unhappy

"Why do I feel like what you’re saying is so sleazy?" She was looking forward to him being born so she could get her hands on her, right?

Sleazy? Jun Mochan lifted Ye Ranran’s hand above her head and flipped over to press down on her: "You’ve really turned against me."

"How have I turned against you? It’s clearly you. You must not love me anymore, that’s why you’re not looking forward to the child being born." Ye Ranran accused.

Jun Mochan laughed off her anger: "If I didn’t love you, I wouldn’t be here wasting my breath with you."

Actually, Ye Ranran knew his feelings. At that moment, she had just asked casually. The arrival of a newborn always sparked a lot of anticipation.

The question she asked might have been cliché, but couldn’t he just indulge her a little? His answer was so heartlessly blunt.

Unhappy!

Very unhappy.

"Then don’t talk to me from now on. I don’t want to waste my words with you either." Ye Ranran turned her face to one side.

Jun Mochan straightened her face: "Getting angry over such a trivial matter, you’re not afraid of harming your health, are you?"

"That’s me getting angry at you. " Ye Ranran’s eyes sparked fire.

"I wasn’t brushing you off with that statement; it was the truth. It doesn’t matter whether it’s a boy or a girl, nor does the number of children matter. As long as they’re born from you, I’ll love them. If you want, we’ll have more; if not, then just one." What he valued most was her.

"I willingly want to grow old with you; I’m not demanding anything else." Whether it was wealth, poverty, or power and descendants, he didn’t care.

He wanted, what he sought, was only ever her.

Ye Ranran didn’t know what to say. She could only hold him tight, yet she was determined to bear him more children.

A lively home was always good, and besides, it seemed Elder Jun would probably not be satisfied with just one.

She didn’t want to put him in a difficult position.

When Ye Ranran got up the next day, she saw the busy Mrs. Huo and almost thought she was still dreaming.

"Mom, why are you here so early?" Ye Ranran asked.

"You’re pregnant, so as your mom, I naturally have to take extra care of you." Mrs. Huo reproached, "What do you mean? Can’t I come over?"

"Of course not; I’m just worried about you overworking yourself." Ye Ranran smiled, touched in her heart.

What she had given in the past was bound to be rewarded.

"Don’t strain yourself too much these days; just tell us whatever you want to eat. If the cooks at home can’t make it, we can buy it from outside." Elder Jun also reminded her.

He had been stern and tough all his life, unaccustomed to sweet nothings.

But his heart was in the right place, and how could Ye Ranran not feel that?

"Yeah, you guys prepare banquets every day; I can’t even finish all that food, what more could I possibly want to eat?" Ye Ranran’s eyes twinkled with amusement.

"You, with a baby on the way, need to nourish yourself more, understand?" Mrs. Huo reminded as usual.

"I understand." Ye Ranran nodded.

It was already nine when she got up, and naturally, Jun Mochan had gone to work early. Number Three and Four took her there.

Before going to the company, Ye Ranran went to pick up Song Ze and took the opportunity to visit One.

After a night’s rest, his color had improved greatly. Ye Ranran marveled at his good physical constitution.

Chu Ji had gone back the previous evening. Ye Ranran hadn’t called him, but as she sat in the car and unconsciously opened the news page.

Someone like Chu Ji would definitely make the news if something happened.

But what she didn’t expect was to not see anything about Chu Ji, but rather about Song Yue.

Song Yue was holding a gun, standing amid bodies and blood, her face full of bewilderment and innocence, provoking pity in those who saw her.