The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 189: Discovered_1

Chapter 189: Chapter 189: Discovered_1

Why are these men so arrogant that they don’t listen to others?

Or is it that her words are difficult to comprehend?

"Is Ranran really that afraid of me? I thought we were already friends," Che Hao mourned playfully.

Ye Ranran turned her gaze away, refusing to look at his imploring eyes, "Indeed, we’re friends, but if you behave like this, others might misunderstand our relationship."

"Misunderstand? This isn’t the first time." Che Hao’s hand slid towards Ye Ranran’s face.

Without a thought, Ye Ranran swatted it away, "Don’t touch me."

When their fingers made contact, Ye Ranran felt some sticky substance as if he had come into contact with something. She looked and found it was a white ointment.

"I just wanted to help Ranran apply this ointment and she resisted me this much," Che Hao’s sadness deepened on his face.

Feeling slightly awkward, Ye Ranran asked, "When did you squeeze out this ointment?"

After asking, she wanted to bite her tongue off. Was that really the point? Was it?

Che Hao didn’t respond and made another move to touch her face. Ye Ranran covered her face, "I can do it myself. No need to trouble you, Mr. Che."

Repeatedly being rejected, Che Hao lost his patience. He withdrew his hand, let go of Ye Ranran, and placed the ointment on the table, "You can apply it yourself."

Without giving Ye Ranran time to respond, he walked away.

Why is he throwing such a tantrum, Ye Ranran shook her head. She didn’t bother to look at the ointment on the table. Squatting down, she continued her ironing.

"Ranran, what do you think that handsome guy meant?" After quite a while, Luo Qi finally snapped back to reality and hurriedly asked gossipingly.

She eagerly looked at Ye Ranran, "Ranran, you’re so popular, which is normal. If I were a man, I would also like your style."

Ye Ranran frowned, "Stop. Your words can easily lead to misunderstandings."

She did not want to stir any more rumors.

Luo Qi waved her hand, "I got it, I got it. You’re afraid that Mr. Jun will be jealous. But that’s fair. With Mr. Jun, who else do you need?"

Listening to Luo Qi’s words, Ye Ranran smiled and didn’t bother to explain. She continued her work heads down.

By the time she finished ironing, it was already seven o’clock. She twisted her neck and stood up from the floor.

She turned around and saw Jun Mochan behind her. Her face lit up, "When did you come?"

Jun Mochan was about to speak, but he saw the red mark on her face. His eyes narrowed instantly, "What happened?"

"Nothing." Ye Ranran dared not look at his overly perfect face.

Jun Mochan moved closer to her while softly rubbing her face. Ye Ranran gasped in pain.

"Does it hurt?" Jun Mochan asked gently.

"Of course, it hurts, could you please not touch it?" Ye Tianjiao had used all his might in slapping her. How could it not hurt?

Jun Mochan’s eyes, dark as ink, were unreadable, his face full of anger. Ah Chuan was surprised to see Jun Mochan looking like this. He had been with Jun Mochan for many years, but he had never seen such a strong murderous intent.

"Still refusing to tell me the truth?" Jun Mochan was reprimanding her, but his touch became much gentler.

Ye Ranran pouted, "I don’t know how to explain."

"Then you tell me, what happened?" Jun Mochan asked Luo Qi.

Luo Qi didn’t have Ye Ranran’s composure. Faced with Jun Mochan’s intimidating gaze, she confessed everything.

Immediately, Jun Mochan dismissed the two bodyguards.