The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1157 - 1180: Superfluous

Chapter 1157: Chapter 1180: Superfluous

"Whether I can let go or not, what can be done about it? We still have to live our lives, and if we can’t let go, can we continue this way? It wouldn’t be good for anyone."

"Ranran is still as smart as ever." Jun Mochan leaned to one side, propping his head with one hand as he looked at her, "But Song Ze definitely won’t give up easily."

"How do you know?" She had made her stance very clear today, and with Song Ze’s proud nature, he shouldn’t be clinging desperately, right?

"Song Ze is proud and conceited, once he sets his mind on something, he must do it. But you don’t need to worry too much, since he considers you a friend, he naturally won’t harm you." This was certain.

"But his actions will definitely make the Song Family look at me unfavorably," Ye Ranran muttered.

"You should just go out less during this time and stay home to take care of the pregnancy." The outside world is full of bad people, it’s unsafe.

Ye Ranran nodded in agreement with Jun Mochan’s suggestion.

She had wanted to ask how J.C was doing, but even if she asked Jun Mochan, he wouldn’t tell her, so why bother?

The next day, she found out from the news that the stocks of J.C had been suspended, and the timing for reopening was uncertain.

At the same time, the Trade Bureau had stepped in, requesting the Tax Bureau to produce relevant financial statements.

The Tax Bureau was reluctant to hand them over immediately, saying they had not yet finished their investigation.

The Trade Bureau felt it necessary to conduct a joint investigation to prevent any falsification that could harm others’ interests.

Thus, a tug-of-war began between the two sides.

"Are the people at the Trade Bureau yours?" Ye Ranran shifted her gaze away from the TV.

"Neither side is," Jun Mochan came over with two bowls of glutinous rice balls.

Ye Ranran had recently developed a craving for these, so they were made in the kitchen from time to time.

"Are they from the Song Family then?" Ye Ranran’s eyes twinkled as she turned her head.

"The Tax Bureau is definitely siding with the Song Family. The Trade Bureau is like the grass on top of a wall. The director of the Trade Bureau, like the Tax Bureau, is greedy and saw an opportunity to make a profit. I let out a hint that J.C would compensate the Song Family, and he naturally became restless," Jun Mochan explained as he placed the glutinous rice balls in front of Ye Ranran.

Mei Zi had been added to Ye Ranran’s glutinous rice balls, which made them taste a bit sour at first, but the filling she encountered next was sweet.

The blend of sour and sweet was something Ye Ranran enjoyed.

Of course, to others, this was completely a bizarre dish, only she could enjoy this so happily.

Jun Mochan was dumbfounded as he watched Ye Ranran smiling happily.

Ye Ranran looked up only to see Jun Mochan holding a spoon with two more glutinous rice balls, frozen mid-air, his eyes blankly fixed on her.

Utterly dazed.

"Pfft." Ye Ranran laughed at his expression, accidentally spraying some of the soup and juice onto Jun Mochan’s face.

Jun Mochan wiped his face, "Ranran."

"Don’t blame me." Who asked him to stare at her like that?

Jun Mochan wiped his face again, "I’m just worried that eating like this might upset your stomach."

If it did, she would be the one suffering.

"No, I’ve been eating like this for days, no problems." Ye Ranran continued to eat, savoring it as if it were the finest delicacy.

Seeing her like this tempted Jun Mochan too, sparking his appetite even though he wasn’t initially hungry.

The two of them happily finished their breakfast.

Then they went about their separate tasks.

Ye Ranran had already embroidered one dragon of the twin dragons design, and looking at her own work, she was very pleased.