The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 393 - 391: It Doesn’t Hurt Anymore_1

Chapter 393: Chapter 391: It Doesn’t Hurt Anymore_1

The ruthlessness of the Huo and the Jun families was unmatched, how could Ye Ranran withstand that?

Jun Mochan clenched his fist: "You don’t need to worry about this, besides, I didn’t know my older brother is fond of hitting women."

Before Huo Yi could answer, Jun Mochan swung a punch at his face: "This one is for Ranran."

She loved him all these years, but he not only forgot her past kindness, he’s now trampling on her.

He really did deserve a punch.

Huo Yi swung a punch back, instantly reddening Jun Mochan’s chin.

In the past, Huo Yi was no match for him, but Jun Mochan left the Special Forces years ago, while on the contrary, Huo Yi had spent many years in the military.

So now the two of them were evenly matched, with neither conceding to the other.

The two men didn’t pull any fancy moves, just hashing out close quarters combat, pure punching, one punch after another.

In a corner where no one was watching, Xu Zi took in everything with her usually gentle eyes filled with malevolence.

Perhaps even Huo Yi didn’t realize that ever since Ye Ranran appeared, he slowly became less like himself.

Ye Ranran, it’s always Ye Ranran.

Sooner or later, Xu Zi would make her pay the price.

Exhausted, Jun Mochan and Huo Yi laid on the ground.

"Honestly, if you weren’t my brother, I would have shot you." Jun Mochan spoke with utmost seriousness.

If he weren’t Huo Yi of the Huo Family, his fate would be worse than Gao Han’s.

"Do you think she’d still be unscathed if you hadn’t taken interest in her?" Judging by what she did to Xu Zi, he wouldn’t have let her off either.

Jun Mochan stood up, dusting himself off: "Brother, your taste sucks."

Leaving that remark behind, Jun Mochan walked off.

Ye Ranran was aware of all this, yet also unaware.

It was only when eating breakfast that she realized the breakfast table was down to just Jun Mochan.

She quickly walked over.

"What happened to you?" Seeing his bruised face, Ye Ranran reached out.

Jun Mochan turned his head, speaking in a gruff voice: "Just eat your breakfast, we’ve got work."

"Feeling ashamed now? Why didn’t you think about that when fighting?" Ye Ranran teased him.

Jun Mochan scooped her up into his arms: "Dare to make fun of me? Huh?"

Seeing the danger in his gaze, Ye Ranran shut up, only resting her hand on his face: "Does it hurt?"

His other injuries had not yet healed, and he’d gone and picked a fight again.

What should she say?

"If you kiss it, it won’t hurt."

What a scoundrel!

Just as Jun Mochan was about to let her go, he felt a soft touch sweep over his face. It was light and gentle, but he still felt it.

"There, it doesn’t hurt anymore." Ye Ranran stood up from his embrace, lowering her head to have breakfast.

The flush on her face hadn’t faded even when they arrived at Huacan.

"Wife, if you continue like this people will think I bullied you last night." Jun Mochan had an enchanting smile on his face, his eyes full of interest.

"You did bully me." Ye Ranran left that remark behind as she prepared to get off the car.

Jun Mochan grabbed her arm tightly, pulling her back into his embrace.

"What? You can’t bear to leave me?" Ye Ranran smiled.

"Yes, I can’t bear to let you go, that’s why we’re going together." Looking at the lingering handprint on her face, Jun Mochan’s eyes darkened.

With that said, Ye Ranran knew that he was going to Huacan to discuss matters about the period drama today.

"The modern drama has finished shooting, there will be a cast party today, will you come?" Ye Ranran asked.