The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1233 - 1156: She Doesn’t Lose

Chapter 1233: Chapter 1156: She Doesn’t Lose

The noise inside intensified, and Jun Mochan could no longer contain himself; he strode three steps and swung the door open.

Ye Ranran’s body was contorted; the rope dug into her flesh due to her struggles, causing her face to screw up in pain.

Jun Mochan’s hand reached the knotted rope, about to untie it for her.

"You think you’re helping her by undoing the ropes? That she won’t hurt herself once freed? Aren’t you afraid she’ll go bash her head against the wall again? That little head of hers can’t withstand the wall’s brutality," Shen Yuzhe shook his head as he spoke.

Jun Mochan’s hand paused. "What should I do then?"

A look of pain and confusion crossed his face; he wished it was him who was hurt, rather than Ye Ranran suffering even the slightest injury.

Unfortunately, it was he who had acted, and she bore the disaster.

Zhou Xian was right; if it were someone else, they probably would have died already. How had she lasted this long?

"I’ll figure something out. I’m going to think of a solution now; you should go back first," Shen Yuzhe dismissed him.

His presence here was only hindering the process.

Jun Mochan hesitated; he brushed the wisps of hair from Ye Ranran’s forehead. Due to the pain, her face was covered in sweat.

It was already autumn, yet her whole body was drenched.

"Ranran, Ranran?" Jun Mochan gently patted her face.

Ye Ranran barely opened her eyes, her gaze blurry, as if she did not recognize him at all.

Jun Mochan felt as if his heart was suddenly gripped tightly, pain making his entire body twitch.

Shen Yuzhe didn’t want to see him like that and forcibly pulled him up. "Come on, get out."

He shoved him out of the house. "Don’t come here for the next few days; I’ll find out the cause as soon as possible."

So many methods tried, none should have worsened the situation; something must have gone wrong in the process.

Perhaps what afflicted her wasn’t poison at all?

Jun Mochan didn’t leave immediately but stood at the doorway for a long time until No. 2 called him, saying the person he wanted had been brought over before he finally left.

Song Yue was brought before Jun Mochan with her hands bound and mouth taped.

"Rip off the tape."

No. 2 immediately tore the tape from her mouth.

"You know very well why I brought you here today; I don’t like forcing people or hitting women." So it’s best if she just confesses.

"I also don’t like being coerced. You know me well; a nice persuasion and who knows, I might just spill everything if I feel like it. Otherwise, even if you kill me, I won’t utter a word," Song Yue said, smiling gently, with not a hint of fear in her eyes.

Jun Mochan’s eyes turned cold as knives. "You think I really have no options?"

She should understand that he had many ways to torment her.

Song Yue laughed loudly. "Who doesn’t know the methods of Jun Mochan? I knew what was coming the moment I got involved, but if I die, Ye Ranran will die with me; I won’t lose out."

Jun Mochan’s fists clenched, his knuckles cracking, his eyes icy enough to freeze someone to death. "Drag her away, just keep her alive."

Two men in black dragged Song Yue away. Soon, her curses could be heard: "Jun Mochan, you will soon be begging me."

"The pain I’ve endured, Ye Ranran will suffer double, haha."

Her shrill screams, like the cries of a night bird, stirred unease in the listener, accompanied by intermittent wails, adding a ghastly aura to the day.

Far from calming down, Jun Mochan’s heart grew even more unsettled.