The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1281 - 1203: The Only One He Does Not Love

Chapter 1281: Chapter 1203: The Only One He Does Not Love

"No, Song Fifth Brother is not the same as those people, and there’s no result yet. He’s not a criminal, how can we interrogate him like one?"

Jun Mochan’s smile was gentle as a spring breeze: "Do you think what I said makes sense, Elder Brother Song?"

Does it make sense? It surely does sound rational, and it even gave him face. Treating differently and refuting what he just said.

Didn’t he think there was a miscarriage of justice? Well then, specially assign people to investigate, establish a task force, just focusing on these few people.

We will thoroughly uncover the cause, process, and outcome of the whole matter. If needed, dig up their ancestors eighteen generations back.

Not necessary? Alright then, admit to the crimes and be interrogated.

"Mo Han makes sense, let’s do it this way," Song Jade said with determination.

"Alright, you heard it, take them away."

Zhou Xian had already covertly instructed someone to intercept; as soon as Song Fifth Brother leaves that door, his own people will take over.

The consequence, of course, is to peel off a layer of skin before coming out.

"I have other matters, I’ll be leaving first," said Jun Mochan as he waved goodbye to Song Jade.

As soon as he stepped out, Song Yue called, naturally cooing and complaining about why it took him so long to buy groceries.

"Got held up a bit," Jun Mochan didn’t elaborate.

But Song Yue was very happy, more certain that he cared about her.

Just after hanging up, Song Jade called.

"Little sister, you’ve been deceived by Jun Mochan." He relayed the incident to Song Yue in detail.

"What are you saying?" Song Yue’s face turned pale: "Brother, are you sure there’s no mistake?"

"How could there be a mistake? The media has probably already exposed this by now. Don’t be confused anymore, grasp the bargaining chips, threaten Jun Mochan, and make him hand over the power."

Once power is secured, talk about other matters.

"Brother, I’ll think about it." Song Yue hung up the phone, her hands limply falling to her side as the phone slid away.

When Jun Mochan returned, what he saw was her drooping demeanor, he walked over with a smile: "What’s wrong? Are you too hungry to have any strength?"

"I bought you some food, don’t be angry." Jun Mochan placed the food on the bedside table.

His face carried a smile, a gentle sweetness hung between his brows, and his entire persona gleamed like a luminous piece of jade.

Most of the time when he looked at her, his eyes were gentle, even indulging her whims calmly.

Song Yue had always been confident, believing he would fall for her charms, but now she was unsure.

"Mo Han, do you love me?" Song Yue murmured.

The smile immediately disappeared from Jun Mochan’s face, turning sarcastic: "Love? You hope I’d say I love you, but sorry, I can’t say it."

One must have principles; he can hypocritically pamper her, deceive her, but he will never say ’I love you.’

"It was you who unscrupulously wanted to stay by my side, then why act like this? If you’re unwilling, hand over the things."

Song Yue’s eyes widened, capturing his expression in every detail.

The once gentle eyes now dangerously narrowed, his gaze sharp, and his whole body emitted a chilling malevolence.

Such a person, where’s the gentleness?

"Then let me think carefully about what I really want." Song Yue’s eyes misted, her chin slightly raised, staring at Jun Mochan with a defiant attitude.