The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 337 - 336: Jun Mochan’s Jealousy_1

Chapter 337: Chapter 336: Jun Mochan’s Jealousy_1

Several times, he had shown himself in front of her, but despite his decent looks, he still failed to catch her attention.

He thought he had never been jealous of anyone before, but in that moment, he was envious of his own brother who could have her.

The path arranged for his brother by their family was to join the military, but his brother refused. He thought it was indeed dangerous, and she would worry.

What would she do if something happened?

He thought, since he’s currently in military school, he should replace his brother. His brother could turn to politics in the future.

When he was enrolled into the special forces team, the news of his brother’s breakup came.

At that moment, his feelings were mixed. He was sad, happy, but mostly worried. What would she do?

Could she accept such a reality?

He tried to run away from the army to see her, but he got caught and was taken back.

He didn’t want to join the army or start a political career, he wanted to go into business.

That way was more liberating, and he could take care of her.

By the time he had everything ready and was about to leave the military, she had just gotten together with Gao Han.

Then, he just arrived in A City. He didn’t know why she, who should be in her senior year, was only a junior.

He learned after asking around that she had had an accident, went back to repeat a year, and had been expelled from her previous studies.

He thought, she was finally hurt.

But she was still not being cautious, still pouring her heart out to others.

He watched coldly from the sidelines as she was at Gao Han’s beck and call, assisting him in achieving success.

Just when he was about to give up, he saw Gao Han and Ye Tianjiao together.

He scoffed; what a stupid woman.

He thought, now he finally had the chance to tell her who she could really rely on. Even if she wanted to be good to others, she needed to pick the right person.

The dream ended there, and Jun Mochan opened his eyes.

The light came in through the window, he picked up his cell phone and looked at the time. It was only four o’clock, he could still sleep for another two hours.

But he didn’t know if it was due to overexcitement, he didn’t feel like sleeping at all.

I wonder what Ranran is doing?

At the old house, Ye Ranran tidied up her room after dinner.

Some things, she thought, weren’t worth keeping any longer.

She pulled out a box from under the bed, which was locked with two padlocks.

She took the keys, unlocked the locks, and opened the box.

The box was filled with all sorts of things, cloth dolls, books, postcards, letters, and photo frames.

Ye Ranran picked up the photo frame. The picture inside had turned yellow. The boy and girl in the picture were leaning their heads together, they were young and smiling brightly.

"Miss," Aunt Bao pushed the door and came in.

Ye Ranran was holding the photo frame, looked up, and her eyes smiled. "Aunt Bao, why aren’t you asleep this late?"

"I saw the light in your room was still on. I guessed you might not be able to sleep, so I came over specially to check on you." She glanced at the photo in Ye Ranran’s hand, "When was this picture taken? You’ve kept it?"

"From my freshman year." Ye Ranran put the photo frame down, "Yes, I’ve kept it for too long. I guess it’s time to throw it away."

"Why throw it away? It could be a good souvenir." Aunt Bao didn’t understand.

"Aunt Bao, do you still remember what happened to me during my freshman year?"

Aunt Bao’s heart missed a beat. How could she not remember? That year, something happened to Ye Ranran. She was in a daze for a long time, and no matter how many psychiatrists she saw, she didn’t get any better.

Ye Ranran’s mother almost had her admitted to a mental hospital.

But then her grandfather passed away, which triggered her to slowly recover.

"These memories are tied with those memories. For a long time, I’ve been too scared to look at them. But now that I’ve finally found my own happiness, I think I should let go."

"Forget about the bad memories. If you don’t want them, throw them away," said Aunt Bao.

Ye Ranran closed the box. "Aunt Bao, could you help me get rid of them?"

"Okay, don’t worry, I promise you’ll never see them again."

(Thank you Mo Ran Chu Xin, Ran Zhi Zhong Shen and Xiao Cao for your tips, especially Chu Xin, many times, I remember it very well, thank you very much, love you.)