The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 523 - 522: I Don’t Need Your Concern_1

Chapter 523: Chapter 522: I Don’t Need Your Concern_1

Ye Ranran really wanted to throw a punch at his smug face, but she couldn’t.

"You’d better pray that your injury never heals, or I’ll teach you a lesson," Ye Ranran struggled to help One up from the ground.

He was wearing underwear, and they were boxers, so Ye Ranran was not worried about seeing something she shouldn’t.

"Hurry up and put your pants on," Ye Ranran said irritably.

One looked at her provokingly, "How about you help me dress?"

Ye Ranran boldly accepted, "Alright."

Meeting One’s incredulous gaze, Ye Ranran really bent down, and just as her hand was about to touch his thigh, One forcefully pushed her away: "Forget it, I’ll do it myself."

Despite his injury, One’s strength was still formidable.

Ye Ranran, entirely unprepared, was pushed down.

Because she had been soaked in the rain, she was already feeling dizzy with cold, and now she had been forcefully pushed, she couldn’t get up for a moment.

One hurriedly put his pants on, in his haste, he accidentally strained his wound, causing him to grimace in pain.

"What’s the rush?" Ye Ranran struggled to get up from the ground.

Watching her swaying body, One frowned, "You’re not well, yet you’re still worried about me."

"Yes, I’m not well, yet I’m still worried about you, just consider me a busybody." Seeing that he looked just fine, Ye Ranran gave a self-mocking smile, "I’ve asked someone to make some warming soup for you, you should drink it later. Also, remember to take your medicine."

Seeing how badly she was swaying, as though she might collapse any moment, One couldn’t help but reach out to support her, "Are you okay?"

Ye Ranran shook off his hand and looked at him haughtily, "I don’t want your concern, just as you don’t want my touch."

"Alright, I’m going. Remember what I’ve said." Ye Ranran waved at him and staggered off.

The storm was more than Ye Ranran could handle, and she fell ill.

Running a fever of forty degrees, Jun Mochan dropped everything and rushed over upon hearing the news.

When she woke up and saw the haggard-looking Jun Mochan, she murmured, "People say that when you’re not clear-headed, you tend to hallucinate. Am I not fully awake yet?"

"Awake? Then take your medicine before going back to sleep," Jun Mochan promptly caught Ye Ranran as her body started to fall.

The warm touch emanating from behind her silently yet clearly told Ye Ranran that it was real, Jun Mochan was really here.

He was right beside her now.

"Honey, I missed you so much." Ye Ranran hugged Jun Mochan, fawning over him unabashedly.

Only in front of this man, did she become a petite woman who could be coquettish, be angry, and act like a spoiled brat.

Because she knew, no matter what, Jun Mochan would never be angry with her and would never leave her.

Upon seeing Ye Ranran’s needy state, no matter how upset he was, Jun Mochan couldn’t bring himself to be angry. He sighed and held Ye Ranran tightly, "Why can’t you take better care of yourself?"

"I wasn’t paying attention and got a little sick, sorry for making you worry." Ye Ranran buried her head in his chest, murmuring.

"A little sick? Do you know your fever spiked over forty degrees? The doctor said if it doesn’t come down, you could have brain damage."

"If that were to happen, would you resent me?" Ye Ranran looked at Jun Mochan with wet and innocent eyes.

Jun Mochan seemed to ponder seriously before slowly saying, "In that case, I might consider keeping another woman outside."