The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1290 - 1212: Getting Things Done

Chapter 1290: Chapter 1212: Getting Things Done

Ye Ranran huffed and strode away.

"Why is Young Master Song still not leaving?" Zhou Xian sneered, "Could it be that, in consideration of our past as colleagues, you want to stay here with me for the night?"

"Want to leave this place?" Song Jade didn’t pick up Zhou Xian’s topic.

Isn’t that an obvious question? Zhou Xian huffed: "Who wouldn’t?"

"I can reinstate your position, but you have to tell me everything you know," Song Jade dangled the bait.

Zhou Xian struggled, not responding immediately.

"You think it over, and let me know when you’ve decided. To contact me, just say the word," Song Jade wasn’t pushing him.

Once he left, no one else was locked in with Zhou Xian.

"He changed his mind?" Soon after, a voice reached Zhou Xian’s ears.

"Hmm, probably sees some use in me still; we could set a trap within a trap," Zhou Xian lay on the bed, with his back to the door, whispering faintly.

Sitting in the car, Ye Ranran was drenched in sweat. One handed her a tissue to wipe it off, "The young master is coming, and he’ll be here soon."

"Why did you tell him?" Ye Ranran drank some water.

"Could it cause an episode?" One was somewhat worried.

"No, it’s over, isn’t it?"

Perhaps Shen Yuzhe’s medicine was effective; she was now mostly having an episode once a day, no self-harm aside from some hallucinations.

One was reassured.

Before she could fully wipe off her sweat, the car door was opened, and Ye Ranran was yanked out.

"Why the hell did you run off to this place?" Jun Mochan grabbed her hand, wanting to use force but afraid of hurting her.

"Just taking care of some things," Ye Ranran’s expression was very calm.

"Don’t get involved, I have a plan," Jun Mochan said coldly, his face full of annoyance.

She’s like this and still can’t stay out of trouble? Is she trying to kill herself?

"I just came to have a look," Ye Ranran explained.

"Look? What’s there to see? Have you not seen enough, or do you miss it?" Jun Mochan spoke without mincing words.

She didn’t know how frantic he was when he couldn’t find her at first, fearing that something bad had happened to her again.

Ye Ranran lowered her head, silently listening to his lecture; at this moment, the more she said, the worse it would get.

"Not talking now?" Jun Mochan was still angry.

Ye Ranran shook her head, her lips tightly sealed.

Seeing her look so aggrieved, Jun Mochan sighed, "Why didn’t you pick up your phone?"

"I didn’t want to take calls."

"So willful, don’t be this willful again, got it?" Jun Mochan scolded.

"Oh, got it."

Jun Mochan stuffed her into the car and sat with her.

"Aren’t you going to check on Ah Xian?"

"You sure sound affectionate," Jun Mochan said facetiously.

Ye Ranran felt he was being a bit odd, "That’s how I usually call him. Why are you being so strange today?"

"You’re complaining about me sounding strange when you didn’t take my calls because of another man? Where is your conscience?"

"I just didn’t pick up Shen Yuzhe’s calls."

"Your phone was off when I called."

But before she turned it off, he didn’t call either. Does he need to be so willful and make such a fuss?

However, Ye Ranran didn’t say anything, just snuggled into his embrace, "Alright, my bad, don’t be mad, it won’t happen again."

Why does it feel like she’s pampering him? It’s always been him doting on her.

"I want to see the baby," Ye Ranran nuzzled into Jun Mochan’s chest, coquettishly without a word.