The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1340 - 1263: Little Sidekick

Chapter 1340: Chapter 1263: Little Sidekick

Ye Ranran seized the opportunity to clasp her hand, and Song Yue was pulled up halfway.

"Be careful." Fan Rou steadied Ye Ranran from behind.

Ye Ranran took the chance to let go of her hand.

Song Yue’s back made intimate contact with the floor once again.

Hearing that dull sound, even Ye Ranran felt pain.

"Ah, sorry, I was just concerned about you for a moment." Guilt appeared on Ye Ranran’s face.

Her actions were actually beyond reproach since Song Yue had also "cared" for her a moment ago.

Uninformed people would really think the two are friends, so her presence next to Song Yue now seemed particularly justified.

"Mrs. Jun, you did that on purpose, right?" Fan Li could not stand Ye Ranran’s act; it was obviously a performance, so fake.

Ye Ranran blinked her large eyes, looking especially innocent: "On purpose? What did I do on purpose?"

"She’s already like this, and you still want to harm her; your heart is too wicked." Fan Li blurted out directly.

She wasn’t brainless; she just wanted to win over Song Yue, who doesn’t know that the person Song Yue hates the most is Ye Ranran?

"What nonsense are you talking about? Ranran was concerned about her; how did she harm her?" Fan Rou also did not like Fan Li’s attitude.

"You shut up, when is it your turn to speak here?" Fan Li’s eyebrows shot up angrily: "Just a lackey, and even daring to butt in."

"If I remember correctly, Rourou’s last name is Fan, right? Is this person your older sister?" Ye Ranran looked at Fan Li with clear eyes, asking lightly.

Fan Rou nodded: "Yes, she’s my elder sister."

Her voice was muffled, nasal, as if she was about to cry.

But no one sympathized with her; everyone knew her background, a bastard, the daughter of a mistress, someone undeserving of being seen, despised the most in wealthy families.

How many wealthy matrons guard day and night, just to prevent mistresses from entering their doors?

So towards Fan Rou, they really couldn’t muster sympathy, and even for Ye Ranran’s association with her, they really didn’t understand.

Seeing the looks from the people around her, Ye Ranran felt chilled, as if one could choose their own origin.

Whether Fan Rou’s mother was a mistress, whether she had intruded into someone else’s marriage, she wasn’t clear, but she knew, if there were a choice, Fan Rou would definitely not choose such an identity, such a family.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have run away.

This point made Ye Ranran decide to cooperate with her, and after getting along, feeling that her character was quite good, did Ye Ranran become friends with her.

Being bitten once by a snake, Ye Ranran was extremely cautious with the creature known as a best friend.

It wasn’t about who pleased her; she wouldn’t allow just anyone to stay by her side.

"Calling your own sister a lackey, then what does that make you?" Ye Ranran mocked, her eyebrows lifting slightly, her large eyes sparkling with light—a calm tone, yet from her gaze one could see the mockery.

Not to mention Ye Ranran’s status, her sheer presence alone was enough to suppress Fan Li, who naturally did not dare to be presumptuous in front of Ye Ranran.

Among those present, only Fan Family’s mother could contend with Ye Ranran, but she hadn’t spoken yet before someone rushed in from outside.

"Yue’er." Song Yue’s mother pushed through the crowd to Song Yue’s side: "Are you hurt anywhere? What are you all standing around for? Call an ambulance right away?"

"The doctor’s here." Someone shouted, and the crowd immediately parted; the Fan Family’s household doctor hurried to examine Song Yue.