The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1286 - 1208: Lion’s Big Mouth

Chapter 1286: Chapter 1208: Lion’s Big Mouth

Song Ze smiled, a smile blooming like a high mountain’s snow lotus and as dazzling as a night-blooming cereus.

Ye Ranran felt pierced by such a smile, almost bringing tears to her eyes.

She didn’t know why she was crying; she only knew that she missed that smile deeply.

"I have never blamed Ranran, but if possible, I wish you could spare their lives; as for power, it’s something that is neither brought with birth nor taken away with death."

What was said after that, Ye Ranran could no longer recall clearly; she only remembered his face gradually blurring, blurring until she could no longer see it clearly.

The moment she opened her eyes, One told her that the case was over, the court had made a decision, Xia Shi apologized to her in public.

He asked when she had time to allow Xia Shi to fulfill the verdict, and at the same time compensate her with five hundred thousand yuan for reputational damage.

"Have her transfer the five hundred thousand yuan first; as for the apology, I’ll tell her when I think of an auspicious time," Ye Ranran wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Having just woken up, her body was still very weak.

But no longer bound, and with the scars on her body gradually fading, she felt much better than before.

After taking her medicine, she lay down on the bed to rest, waiting for a call from Chu Ji.

Elsewhere, Jun Mochan was negotiating terms with Song Yue.

Song Jade was also there.

As Jun Mochan expected, they started off by demanding the destruction of the Jun family.

"If that happens, I’ll destroy the Song Family first, then go to accompany Ranran," Jun Mochan said with an air of nonchalance, as casually as if discussing what to eat for dinner.

Song Yue and Song Jade’s expressions changed dramatically; Jun Mochan was simply too arrogant, too outrageous.

"Then relinquish Zhou Xian’s position," Song Jade backed down.

"Okay," Jun Mochan agreed without hesitation.

He was so straightforward that it aroused Song Jade’s suspicion, so he added another condition: "We will handle it ourselves, and you must release my fifth brother."

"Okay," still, Jun Mochan did not object.

"Can you give me his contact details now?"

Song Yue generously wrote down a phone number, name, and address on a piece of paper.

This straightforwardness, in turn, aroused Jun Mochan’s suspicion.

After leaving, he immediately sent the information to Shen Yuzhe and asked him to contact him immediately.

Shen Yuzhe called the phone number; the person suggested chatting online.

Soon, they started a video call, and Shen Yuzhe didn’t beat around the bush, asking for the detailed formula, including the specific quantities used.

"I can give it to you, but I don’t engage in losing deals. If you want the formula, one million."

That was an exorbitant demand, Shen Yuzhe felt an itch in his teeth with annoyance: "Then I might as well directly ask for the antidote, do you have it?"

"Sorry, I only study viruses, not antidotes."

Studying antidotes is troublesome; conversely, researching viruses is much more interesting, especially watching the virus slowly spread within a human body—it’s simply perfect.

Such a freak, Shen Yuzhe twitched at the corner of his mouth, looking at the other’s haggard face covered with a beard: "Just for a formula, asking for a million is too high, lower it a bit."

"You aren’t short of money, right? If you are, don’t bother negotiating with me." The man moved his hand towards the button to end the video call.

"Wait, let me consult with someone," Shen Yuzhe stopped the other party.

Taking out his phone and intending to call Jun Mochan, he looked at the eager person on the screen and said with a facade of a smile: "How about this, I’ll contact you once I have an answer?"

"Mhm, make it quick; I’ll wait at most two days, otherwise, I’ll destroy it," he had so much research every day, and countless viruses at hand, if he kept every formula, his computer’s memory would not suffice.