The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1277 - 1199: Midnight Phone Call

Chapter 1277: Chapter 1199: Midnight Phone Call

"I’m just lending you a helping hand, with my cooperation this act becomes even more convincing, doesn’t it?"

Jun Mochan’s expression darkened, the pain in his eyes finally breaking free and slowly overflowing: "Ranran, you shouldn’t have to face this."

He himself felt tremendous pain, and having to show affection with another in front of her was undoubtedly like using a knife to slice his flesh.

The agony was indescribable.

Seeing that he couldn’t be persuaded, Ye Ranran stopped talking, she grabbed his hand and shook it slightly: "I’m tired, carry me on your back."

Jun Mochan bent down, she slowly climbed onto his back, their bodies fitting together seamlessly.

Ye Ranran lay on his back, her arms around his neck, her head rubbing against his neck.

Feeling the warmth of his body, all the grievances and sadness in Ye Ranran’s heart disappeared.

"Ranran, if there’s anything in your heart you can’t get over, any knots, you must tell me, after this matter, you can do whatever you want with me."

His only wish was for her to be alive.

Jun Mochan had never been so humble as he was today.

Ye Ranran’s cheeks rubbed against the exposed skin on his neck, her eyes slightly curved: "There are no knots."

At the beginning, she indeed had some complaints, she even wanted to get angry, to shout and scream, but she couldn’t bear to.

He was the person she loved the most, how could she bear to see him upset?

Jun Mochan carried Ye Ranran upstairs and took out clothes for her: "Let me help you change."

"I’m not disabled, I can change myself." Ye Ranran took the clothes from his hand.

After Ye Ranran went in, the smile on Jun Mochan’s face faded, he went outside to look for Jun Mochan, leaving his coat casually in the room.

After changing clothes, Ye Ranran came out and heard her phone vibrate. She searched around and found it was coming from Jun Mochan’s pocket, she retrieved the phone from the pocket.

The caller ID showed it was Song Yue, but the letters above were red. Ye Ranran’s face showed a flawless smile, she answered the call: "Miss Song, looking for my husband? Sorry, he’s busy."

"Busy? Ye Ranran, can you not be so selfish?" She still carried poison in her body, still seducing Jun Mochan, how shameless is that?

Or does she just wish for Jun Mochan to die?

"What you said reminds me of a phrase, ’utterly shameless’." Ye Ranran’s voice was sweet but penetrating: "Because you like him, you stop at nothing to get him, such a selfish person, yet you have the nerve to call me selfish, ahahaha, I’m dying of laughter."

Song Yue’s face turned red with anger: "Ye Ranran, you..."

"What about me? Am I wrong? Anyway, even if I don’t want him, don’t think you can have him. But don’t worry, before I go, I’ll definitely take you with me, I guess Ah Ze must be missing you too."

"Ye Ranran, let me tell you, there’s nothing Song Yue wants that she can’t get." Song Yue said furiously.

"Oh, is that so? Let’s wait and see then. Alright, he’s almost done with his shower, don’t call again, you wouldn’t want to interrupt us, next time don’t blame me for disturbing you." Without giving the other person a chance to speak, Ye Ranran hung up the phone.

After hanging up, Ye Ranran felt annoyed, she tossed the phone aside.

"What’s the matter?" Jun Mochan came in with a glass of water.

"Miss Song called, probably wants you to go back, I told her you were busy." Ye Ranran winked at him: "I guess she’s furious right now."