The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1378 - 1301: Really Want to Solve Her

Chapter 1378: Chapter 1301: Really Want to Solve Her

Ye Ranran said nothing, just bit her lower lip resolutely, staring at him with stubborn reluctance.

Fan Rou was her friend, and she didn’t oppose her going undercover, but she didn’t want her to take that path.

It was a road of no return.

Jun Mochan sighed and pulled her into his embrace: "Really, there’s no dealing with you. Alright then, I’ll have Number Five teach her some techniques, and until then, she had better keep quiet."

Number Five had always been surrounded by men, and as long as she was unwilling, no man could do anything to her.

She was the only female among the top ten.

"I knew you were the best." Ye Ranran gave him a peck.

Jun Mochan chuckled, shaking his head helplessly.

Of course, Ye Ranran would never go in. When she reached the door, she called Fan Rou, who, not wanting her to wait too long, came out in less than five minutes.

She opened the car door and got in: "You came quite fast."

"Didn’t want you waiting too long."

"No..." Before she could finish, Fan Rou looked up, saw the person sitting next to Ye Ranran, and swallowed back her words unspoken.

She unbuckled her seatbelt quickly, got out of the car, and then opened the front door and sat down inside.

Her sequence of actions was fluid, accomplished within a minute.

Ye Ranran chuckled: "What’s the matter? Seen a ghost?"

Fan Rou gave her a bitter look; Jun Mochan came and she didn’t even inform her. Was she trying to harm her?

"Do you eat people? Why are they all so afraid of you?" Ye Ranran whispered in Jun Mochan’s ear.

Jun Mochan, imitating her, whispered back in her ear: "I only eat you."

Ye Ranran: "..." Teased again.

Since there was still time, Jun Mochan personally took Ye Ranran to the room where Song Yue was being held.

Her hands and feet were shackled, her mouth sealed, and she was struggling in the chair.

Jun Mochan raised his hand and glanced at his watch: "Take your time, I’ve got things to deal with."

The fondness in his eyes was visible to anyone; Fan Rou looked at Ye Ranran with envy: "Ranran, he’s really good to you."

Such a relationship, who wouldn’t want it? But it’s easier said than found.

There’s only one Jun Mochan in the world, where could she find another? The only one who could compare to him was no longer around.

"Yeah." Ye Ranran’s eyebrows lifted with a smile: "He’s very good."

So good she couldn’t bear to part with him.

Song Yue struggled fiercely, her eyes full of hatred burning like a wildfire, scorching the heart.

Number Four stood by the door, guarding like a door deity.

Before entering, Jun Mochan had already told Ye Ranran that this place was unpleasant, so she was free to do as she pleased.

Song Yue, captured by him, couldn’t escape.

Therefore, Ye Ranran confidently removed the tape from Song Yue’s mouth.

"Ye Ranran, you whore." As soon as Song Yue could speak, she started to curse.

The more she cursed, the stronger the smile on Ye Ranran’s face became: "Say whatever you want to curse, soon you won’t be able to curse anymore."

"Ye Ranran, you’d better kill me, or I will never let you go," Song Yue’s face was taut, her eyes filled with hatred like dark clouds covering the sky.

When a woman’s face becomes distorted, it looks particularly unsightly, and that’s how Song Yue looked at the moment.

Ye Ranran held her chin, her face smiling, but the normally gentle smile now carried a clear chill: "You’ve said that before; my ears have blistered from hearing it."

While matching her words, Ye Ranran pretended to clean her ear: "Honestly, I really, really, really want to dispose of you, but the time is not right yet."