The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 379 - 377: Stop Pretending_1

Chapter 379: Chapter 377: Stop Pretending_1

Che Hao glanced unexpectedly at the four bodyguards standing by, all dressed in black, tall and powerful, stern and menacing.

They were menacing with every move they made.

These were no ordinary bodyguards.

"Brother Che, Sister Ranran doesn’t fancy you. Why are you always asking for trouble?" Han Yan said with a sour tone.

She couldn’t understand what was so good about Ye Ranran, that the moment Che Hao laid his eyes on her, he was like a fly buzzing around a piece of meat, clinging to her impatiently.

Originally, Ye Ranran could tolerate Han Yan to a certain degree, because she knew Han Yan had feelings for Che Hao.

It’s not unusual to become resentful towards someone your crush is close to.

Just like how she couldn’t stand seeing Jun Mochan being overly gentle with other women.

We’re all women here, we shouldn’t hurt or make things difficult for each other.

But after that incident with the allergy, she realized that her kindness was taken for granted.

When faced with an ungrateful jerk, there’s no need for her to be polite.

"I can’t stand you either, why do you keep showing up before me and irking me?" Disgust flashed through Ye Ranran’s beautiful brows.

"You..." Anger appeared on Han Yan’s face, but she suppressed it quickly.

With Jun Mochan backing Ye Ranran, Han Yan couldn’t afford to offend her, otherwise, she would end up like Su Yu and Feng Xi.

"What’s gotten into you, Sister Ranran? Did I inadvertently say something wrong or did something wrong?" Han Yan asked tenderly, her words filled with grievance.

"Please, even though you’re a woman, it’s quite pointless for you to keep playing dumb now that I’ve spelled everything out."

We’re all not stupid, nor are we naive. Isn’t it better to be straightforward when we should be?

Ye Ranran tidied up the last piece of clothing and handed it over to a company staffer waiting behind her.

She then took a handkerchief from a bodyguard, wiped her hands, and said: "You came to see me today to pursue the role in the historical drama, didn’t you?"

Everything that Jun Mochan provided for Ye Ranran was the best available. That historical drama was no less prominent than any contemporary drama.

Even if she couldn’t play the lead, playing the second or third female lead would be excellent too.

Han Yan, having her intentions seen through, did not respond but only looked at Ye Ranran with longing eyes.

"I’m not a man and I don’t have any indecent thoughts about you, so stop looking at me like that."

Che Hao watched the drama unfold with amusement, a graceful smile never leaving his face. He found that Ye Ranran had become more and more sharp-tongued and assertive.

"Bring out the thing I prepared."

The bodyguard immediately took out a package from the car and handed it to Ye Ranran.

Ye Ranran slightly raised her hand, her fair fingers clutching a black plastic bag: "If you put on what’s inside this bag and run a lap around the street, I’ll give you the role of Number Five, how about that?"

"What’s inside?" Che Hao couldn’t wait to take it.

Upon opening the bag and seeing what was inside, his face became strange, and he dropped the bag as if it were hot, throwing it to Han Yan.

Han Yan took a curious look inside, unable to contain the rage brewing deep in her eyes: "Ye Ranran, you did this on purpose."

"Can you say that what you did to me initially wasn’t deliberate?"

If she dared to plot against her, then she had to pay a price, didn’t she?

And this was just the beginning.

"If you want the role, behave and put this on. Otherwise, don’t show up in front of me ever again." Ye Ranran laughed brilliantly, revealing her perfect set of teeth.

Han Yan clutched the bag tightly, wishing she could tear apart the bag and the item inside.

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