The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 577 - 575: Life-Claiming Phone Call_1

Chapter 577: Chapter 575: Life-Claiming Phone Call_1

Ye Ranran’s eyes were wide open, staring at the ceiling. After a long thought, she finally understood that every corner here was filled with Jun Mochan’s presence.

Ye Ranran, struck by loneliness, began to chat with Number Three and Zhou Xian.

Don’t misunderstand, she was asking them for the hideout of the terrorists.

Chu Ji had also been pressing her these days, she wanted to conclude quickly.

"We’re looking into it, madam, don’t worry," Number Three said, expressionless.

"It’s been two days, why isn’t there any news?" He wouldn’t be fooling her without making any investigation, would he?

"Madam, we are decoding their communication system. As long as we can hack into their system, we can locate them rapidly. However, cracking it takes a few days."

This was not only about decoding, but also about introducing a Trojan program. If the terrorists found out and became alert, it would cause trouble.

The technicalities involved were beyond Ye Ranran’s understanding, even if they were explained for three days and nights.

After urging Number Three, Ye Ranran went to nudge Zhou Xian.

It was late at night, and Zhou Xian was still handling official business. Receiving Ye Ranran’s call, he nearly dropped his cellphone.

"My God, Ranran, it’s so late! You’re not sleeping, does Mo Han know?"

"Don’t use him to pressure me, he’s not here. How is that investigation I asked you to do coming along?"

"I’m investigating, you know my resources in A City are limited and you’re asking for discretion..." Zhou Xian sounded troubled.

"If you’re incapable, just admit it instead of making excuses."

Zhou Xian: "..." She hit the nail on the head!

"Ranran, it’s late, you should go to sleep," Zhou Xian urged her.

"You nag just like my husband," Ye Ranran complained.

"Exactly, your husband has also asked me not to mind if you call me late in the night."

Ye Ranran: "..." Was Jun Mochan a worm in her stomach? How did he guess this?

"Alright, you should get some rest, we’ll talk tomorrow if there’s anything," Zhou Xian implored.

Okay, Ye Ranran ended the call.

A few days went by like this, and finally, the matter started seeing an end. However, Ye Ranran also lost touch with Jun Mochan.

He would at least call her twice a day after he left. Even when he was particularly busy, he would still send texts.

But nothing today.

Ye Ranran was anxious, dialed his number, only to be reminded time and time again by the cold female voice alert that the cellphone user had turned off his device.

Ye Ranran’s heart was more apprehensive.

In the evening, her phone rang. Ye Ranran excitedly picked it up, only to find that it wasn’t Jun Mochan who called.

The midnight phone call was like an omen of death. Ye Ranran’s hand trembled as she slid the answer key: "Ah Xian, what’s up?"

"Ranran, I need to tell you something, but promise me, you’ll stay calm, okay?" Zhou Xian’s voice on the other end didn’t sound right.

Like he was suppressing something.

"Go ahead, I’m listening." Ye Ranran’s hand trembled more violently.

"There’s a big snowstorm abroad that closed the roads, Mo Han’s car slipped and fell into the sea, and his whereabouts are unknown..."

Whatever Zhou Xian said after that, Ye Ranran couldn’t hear anymore. The words ’whereabouts unknown’ kept echoing in her mind.

"Ranran? Ranran?" Zhou Xian’s worried voice came from the other end.

"He’s alright, isn’t he? He must be alright, right?" Ye Ranran kept asking, as if trying to confirm something.

"He’s fine, of course, he will be alright. The lack of news is the best news at the moment," Zhou Xian tried to reassure her.

"Yes, you’re right, I just need to sleep and everything will be alright when I wake up," Ye Ranran