The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1377 - 1300: To Retire Unscathed

Chapter 1377: Chapter 1300: To Retire Unscathed

Alright, his wife is even more grudging than he imagined.

After pacifying Jun Mochan, Ye Ranran made a phone call to Fan Rou.

Fan Rou was painting. Hearing her phone ringing, she picked it up and saw it was Ye Ranran, so she hurriedly answered.

Before she could speak, there was a knock on the door.

Fan Rou frowned and went to open the door.

Fan Li, holding a dress, stood outside the door with a somewhat strange smile. Fan Rou, still thinking about why Ye Ranran had called, did not pay too much attention.

"Do you need something?" Fan Rou stood by the door.

"This dress is for you. There’s an event tonight, you should attend it," said Fan Li as she tossed the dress to Fan Rou.

This kind of event, frankly speaking, was just a bunch of men looking for fun. The Fan Family, being second, seemed prestigious but were in fact restricted by the Huo Family at every turn.

Mr. Fan wanted to replace them and naturally needed to form alliances. And to gain others’ support, what price wouldn’t he pay?

Honestly, Fan Rou really didn’t want to go, but remembering her promise to Ye Ranran, she lowered her eyelashes and thought for a moment: "Why me?"

"Do you really need to ask?" Fan Li looked at her as if she were an idiot. "Fan Rou, don’t tell me you don’t know your worth depends on your abilities. If you can win some people over for father, then we wouldn’t have raised you in vain."

Fan Rou took the dress from her hands: "Fine, I’ll go."

On the other end of the phone, Ye Ranran heard everything clearly, her eyebrows furrowed with worry.

After closing the door, Fan Rou put the phone back to her ear: "Hello, Ranran, is something the matter?"

"Cancel that so-called event. Come with me to a banquet tonight; it’s attended by all the high officials and nobility. I refuse to believe we can’t hook a wealthy husband there."

Jun Mochan immediately looked towards Ye Ranran, his expression clearly questioning, wasn’t her wealthy husband right here? Why would she need to find another one?

Ye Ranran covered the microphone, kissed him, and only continued the call after Jun Mochan’s eyes softened.

"No, Ranran, I must go because this is my first step. If I win, I’ll have a say in the Fan Family and won’t be so passive." Fan Rou casually threw the dress onto the bed.

"But do you know what the cost is? Rourou, you don’t have the ability to come out of it unscathed." Those people were ruthless and would not leave a bone untouched.

Doesn’t she understand that?

Fan Rou narrowed her eyes, her look was puzzled but more so resolute: "Of course, I know. But Ranran, everything in this world comes at a price."

As long as the Fan Family falls, as long as they all die, she is willing to pay any price.

"No, I won’t allow it. What time does your event start?" Ye Ranran brushed her forehead.

"Ten o’clock at night."

The night is the prime time for indulging in the pleasure quarters, isn’t it? Before then, everyone’s not really in the mood.

"My event will have ended by then. You come and join mine first, no refusal allowed." Ye Ranran’s tone was firm: "Get ready, I’m coming to pick you up."

Without giving her a chance to refuse, Ye Ranran hung up the phone.

"Madam, you’re meddling too much," said Jun Mochan with a nuanced expression.

"But I don’t want to see her jump into a fire pit," Ye Ranran weakly argued.

"That’s her choice, and besides, that was her purpose in interacting with you." If she doesn’t respect herself, how can she expect others to respect her?