The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 497 - 496: Much Older_1

Chapter 497: Chapter 496: Much Older_1

Even if he couldn’t stand her, she had to take care of him.

Ye Ranran tucked in the blanket corners for One: "Now, sleep as soon as possible. Call me if you need anything."

One did not respond to her, he just closed his eyes directly.

Ye Ranran didn’t mind, turned around, and lay down on the quilt that had already been laid out.

She didn’t notice that when she turned around, One opened his eyes. His gaze on her was particularly complex.

This time, One didn’t sleep soundly, dreaming about many past events.

His grandfather, along with the Jun family, built his world, and his father inherited his grandfather’s business.

Therefore, his fate was determined from the moment he was born.

To be like his grandfather and father, dedicating his life to the Jun family.

Thankfully, he didn’t object to this and thought it was not bad at all. At least life wouldn’t be without direction.

As far as he could remember, he started to practice horse stance, then boxing, used guns when he got older, rifles next, followed by outdoor training.

Everything was natural, nothing unexpected ever happened.

He had never felt this kind of life was unpleasant, on the contrary, if he were to leave the Jun family, he wouldn’t know what he could do.

One couldn’t sleep well, neither could Ye Ranran. She was always worried he would have a fever, so she would get up from time to time to check on him.

Sure enough, he got a low-grade fever in the latter half of the night.

Ye Ranran took care of him all night, and, just before dawn, his fever finally lowered.

The next day, when One woke up, Ye Ranran was already holding porridge and standing beside the bed.

"Awake? If you’re awake, have breakfast," Ye Ranran yawned.

One looked at the dark circles under her eyes and scoffed, "Overnight, you have aged so much. Keep going like this, and the young master will abandon you sooner or later."

Ye Ranran almost couldn’t help but throw the porridge in her hand onto his face, "Can you say something with a conscience? If it wasn’t..."

"Never mind, have your breakfast. Would you like me to feed you or will you eat on your own?" Ye Ranran didn’t want to explain any further.

Making it seem like she deserved credit for something, but in reality, she didn’t care whether he appreciated her or not.

"Help me wash my face," One ordered, as if it was a matter of course.

Ye Ranran scoffed, "Please ask me like this from now on: ’Madam, please help me do something.’

One just quietly looked at her, not speaking.

Ye Ranran put the porridge on the bedside table, "If you don’t speak, continue lying down."

"Madam, please help me to the bathroom," One finally said reluctantly.

"You’re speaking too softly; I can’t hear what you’re saying," Ye Ranran crossed her arms and emotionlessly stared at him.

One, feeling very awkward, repeated himself.

"Since you’re sincere about it, I’ll reluctantly help," Ye Ranran bent down slightly.

Her arm slipped under One’s waist, her body slightly drooping, her long hair just sweeping against One’s face.

The sweet fragrance permeated his nostrils.

One’s breathing became a bit hurried again.

He decided that after completing this task, he will find a woman to indulge himself, so he won’t be so easily swayed whenever a woman touched him.

One’s weight was entirely on Ye Ranran’s body. Just after lifting him, her steps wobbled severely, as if she couldn’t stand the next second.

"Can you manage?" One mocked her.

As expected, she was weak; she couldn’t even help someone properly.

"If I can’t manage, can you?" Ye Ranran shot back.

She had never seen anyone more ungrateful! She would definitely complain to Jun Mochan about him!

One sensibly shut his mouth.

With many fumbles and wall supports, Ye Ranran finally managed to help One to the bathroom.