The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 311: Handsome for Only Three Minutes_1

Chapter 311: Chapter 311: Handsome for Only Three Minutes_1

The relationships among these individuals were so complex that he didn’t want to get involved. He simply nodded in agreement.

"Madam." The bodyguard looked at her anxiously.

Ye Ranran stretched her foot out of her shoe: "Help me get my shoe out."

"Ranran, are you okay?" Che Hao stood in front of her.

Ye Ranran wished to kick him. This thought, however, was quickly pushed aside.

"Do I look fine or not?" She replied brusquely.

"Sister Ran, why aren’t you careful while walking? What if you fall and people recognize you? Won’t that be embarrassing?" Han Yan asked, half-joking, half-serious.

"Even if I fall, it doesn’t tarnish your reputation, does it?" Ye Ranran replied, her smile exceedingly sweet.

Astonished by Ye Ranran’s sharp response, Han Yan’s face showed visible dejection.

"Does your foot hurt? Do you want me to massage it?" Even before Ye Ranran could respond, Che Hao squatted down beside her.

Just as his hand was about to touch her foot, Ye Ranran quickly pulled away.

"No need, I’m fine." She had only slightly twisted her ankle, it wasn’t serious.

Che Hao persisted, "Whether it’s serious or not, let me take a look."

"Why are you so annoying? I told you I’m fine." Ye Ranran was losing patience.

Observing this, the bodyguard attempted to pull Che Hao away. Che Hao, however, stretched his hand and grabbed Ye Ranran’s foot.

"What are you doing?" Seeing the bodyguard’s move, Han Yan panicked.

Because of Han Yan’s interference, the bodyguard hesitated, giving Che Hao the opportunity to hold onto Ye Ranran’s foot firmly.

Luo Qi, who was supporting Ye Ranran, tried to pull Che Hao’s hand away: "What are you trying to do? She said she’s okay, there’s no need for you to check!"

Ye Ranran, standing on one foot, was struggling to keep her balance. This sudden tug of war made it impossible for her to maintain her equilibrium.

How could she stay upright?

Ye Ranran’s weight shifted onto Luo Qi. He was only supporting her with one hand and couldn’t handle her sudden weight shift.

There were two yells, and both Ye Ranran and Luo Qi fell on the floor.

"Ah, are you okay?" Che Hao tried to help her get up.

"Senior Brother, are you alright?" Han Yan held Che Hao back.

The bodyguard was about to help Ye Ranran up when a car rushed to a stop just behind them. The excessive speed of the vehicle made the bodyguard instinctively protective, moving to shield Ye Ranran.

"Move aside." A figure burst through from outside, moving too quickly for the bodyguard to stop him.

Everything seemed to be happening slowly, but it was just within three minutes.

Just as Ye Ranran was struggling to get up, two hands reached to assist her. With a gentle tug, she found herself in a warm and familiar embrace.

Looking up in surprise, Ye Ranran saw a beautiful, tense jawline. Even without a word, she knew that the person was upset.

Seeing that it was Jun Mochan, the bodyguard retracted the hand that he had just put out.

Che Hao managed to stand up, with his hands in his pockets: "That’s a pity. I wanted to offer you a foot massage."

What was he implying? Jun Mochan squinted his eyes and instinctively looked towards Ye Ranran’s feet. As it turned out, she had lost one shoe.

"What happened?" Jun Mochan asked, his voice icy with danger.

What has gone wrong within such a short time again?

"Nothing serious, I just accidentally stepped onto a manhole cover." Ye Ranran rested her hands on his waist, leaning against him weakly.

Feeling her reliance on him, Jun Mochan’s face eased.

He helped her adjust her slightly crooked wig: "Can you walk?"

"Of course, I can." Ye Ranran moved back from Jun Mochan’s hold.

"Why are you here?" Ye Ranran asked, her expression growing somber.