The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1141 - 1164: Calamity Face

Chapter 1141: Chapter 1164: Calamity Face

"Grandpa, I’m hungry; even if you want to scold me, you have to wait until I’m full, right?" Ye Ranran rubbed her belly.

Thinking of her pregnancy, Jun’s eyes flashed with sympathy as he waved her off, "Fine, go and eat."

Ye Ranran wanted to eat sweet rice balls, so the kitchen made two servings, one for her and one for Song Ze.

The two of them enjoyed their meal immensely, devouring the food as if they hadn’t eaten in days.

"I’m hungry, but why are you eating so fast?" Ye Ranran asked curiously while wiping her mouth.

"I was afraid you’d steal mine," Song Ze pondered for a moment before replying.

Suddenly, Ye Ranran felt an urge to strangle him.

"Ungrateful brute, shouldn’t you be letting me eat?" Ye Ranran lamented heartbrokenly.

"Is that so? Oh, next time I’ll let you eat."

Still not happy, Ye Ranran expressed that her young heart was hurt.

She decided to call Jun Mochan to check how things were at his end, but the call didn’t go through.

So, she switched to calling Zhou Xian instead.

"Ah Xian, my husband is alright, isn’t he?" Without waiting for a response, Ye Ranran asked eagerly.

"No worries, he’s fine."

The more he said that, the more uneasy Ye Ranran felt.

"Why then can’t I reach him through his phone?"

"Probably still dealing with those people; don’t worry, he’ll be home soon," Zhou Xian’s voice was clean and bright without a trace of impatience.

"Alright, I got it." Ye Ranran felt somewhat relieved.

"Really, don’t overthink things; you can always turn to me," Zhou Xian repeatedly assured.

They had gone through many hardships together; he knew it well. So, even without Jun Mochan asking, Zhou Xian would take extra care of her.

After hanging up, Ye Ranran returned to her embroidery.

While she was halfway through, she received a call from the crew, reporting an incident and asking her to come over.

Song Ze insisted on going too, so Ye Ranran had no choice but to take him along.

The problem wasn’t severe; due to recent rains, a large patch of the costume got dirty, and the crew didn’t dare to wash it carelessly without consulting Ye Ranran.

"This really shouldn’t be washed recklessly," Ye Ranran said after inspecting.

Fortunately, she had brought cleaning supplies.

Thus, she sat by the camera, began to clean the garment.

Song Ze also carried a chair to sit beside her.

Because he was handsome, he drew frequent looks from those nearby, and even one or two bold individuals came up to tease him.

Song Ze was very uncomfortable, only moving closer to Ye Ranran.

"He’s my brother, don’t go too far," seeing Song Ze’s face flush, Ye Ranran quickly came forward to help him.

Song Ze was not shy; he was angry, and had he not pretended to be oblivious, he might have killed them with his stare.

A bunch of clueless women who’d normally never get close to him.

With Ye Ranran’s intervention, everyone dispersed.

Ye Ranran handed him the sleeve: "Here, take it, cover yourself."

"..."

"Disaster face." Seeing that Song Ze didn’t take it, Ye Ranran simply covered his face. It was true that no woman could resist such a handsome face.

Even for her, keeping him by her side had a lot to do with his good looks.

If he weren’t handsome, she wouldn’t bother with him.

"You’ve worked hard, have some water," Che Hao brought over a cup of water.

Ye Ranran was just about to take it when Song Ze quickly grabbed it and gulped it down.