The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1114 - 1137: Not Feeling Guilty

Chapter 1114: Chapter 1137: Not Feeling Guilty

Upon reaching the private dining room for the meal, Ye Ranran invited him to sit down, but One declined.

Knowing his stubborn temperament, Ye Ranran didn’t press the matter. Throughout the meal, she tenderly looked after Song Ze, a thoughtfulness that made the three people across from them cast frequent sideways glances.

Halfway through the meal, Jun Mochan arrived. His suit was casually draped over his arm, his figure tall and graceful, his face picturesque. Under the warm glow of the yellow lights, his brows seemed even more gentle.

"Why are you so early?" Ye Ranran asked as she peeled shrimp.

"I’m worried about you, and besides, I don’t have anything urgent right now." Actually, the most important reason was probably that he couldn’t stop worrying about her.

Ye Ranran knew what he meant but chose not to call him out on it.

"Still experiencing morning sickness?" Jun Mochan asked, looking at the shrimp in her hand; his gaze flickered a few times.

"Ah Ze wanted to eat it. I can’t eat these." The moment she smelled that fresh aroma, she felt like vomiting; she really couldn’t stomach it.

"I’ll feed you," Jun Mochan said, scooping up the nearest pork rib soup.

Ye Ranran frowned. "I can’t drink anymore, and I just had some."

Three, four, five, or six meals a day, plus supper at night, were they raising her like a pig?

Well, okay, her constant feeding of Song Ze was also a way to vent her frustration.

"Drink a little more, be good," Jun Mochan coaxed her gently.

Ye Ranran couldn’t resist such tenderness and took a sip from the spoon.

Turning her head, she noticed Song Ze’s pitiful gaze on her, looking like a forsaken wife.

Jun Mochan hadn’t been around just now, and Ye Ranran, out of boredom, had helped him peel shrimp. Now that he was here, it didn’t seem right for her to continue doing so.

It wasn’t that she felt guilty, rather, she was afraid of people gossiping.

She didn’t want to stir up trouble.

"Eat it yourself." Ye Ranran wanted to tousle his hair, but realizing her hands were greasy, she withdrew them, a bit cross.

Jun Mochan opened a wet wipe, grabbed her wrist, and took her hand, meticulously wiping off the grease, "You’re always such a worry."

"That’s because I have you," Ye Ranran smiled, the affection in her brows inadvertently revealing itself.

Song Ze suddenly realized, that was something she had never shown him.

Feeling the gaze of three pairs of eyes on her, Ye Ranran looked up and saw Zhao Xiao and the others all watching her, and she suddenly felt a bit embarrassed, "You guys go ahead and eat; if you’re not full, you can order more."

"Oh, sure," Zhao Xiao quickly lowered her head.

The two people beside her continued to eat as if nothing had happened.

"I’ve also booked a KTV room for you guys; you can go have fun there after eating," Ye Ranran said.

"Will you come with us?" Wu Yingying asked.

Before Ye Ranran could answer, Jun Mochan said, "She’s not going. She needs to rest early."

"But it’s the weekend tomorrow," Ye Ranran protested silently.

"We have a small home theater; if you want to sing, you can do that tomorrow."

Ye Ranran: " ..." Was singing her purpose? She just wanted to join in the fun.

About to protest, Jun Mochan poked her face, "No acting up, be obedient, or I won’t leave anyone with you."

So Ye Ranran realized, he allowed Song Ze to stay by her side, just in case she felt bored and lonely.

And now, Song Ze really did seem like a child.

"Alright," Ye Ranran shut her mouth.

At one point, Song Ze made a fuss about going to the restroom. One was supposed to take him, but since Ye Ranran was also going, she took him along.

However, what she hadn’t anticipated was that, in the restroom, she would encounter someone she never would have expected to meet: Song Yue.