The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 597 - 595: Everything is an Illusion_1

Chapter 597: Chapter 595: Everything is an Illusion_1

Ye Ranran lifted her chin: "In which eye did you see me crying?"

The tear stains on her face had yet to dry and her eyes were still moist. Despite this, One turned away, not wanting to shatter her feigned strength.

The man Ye Ranran was worrying about, Jun Mochan, was currently unconscious.

He hadn’t fallen into the ocean with the car; instead, he had leapt out just before the car plunged into the water.

However, since there was a slope next to him and nothing to hold onto, he rolled into the sea.

The piercingly cold seawater, like fine needles, made him shiver in pain.

If he hadn’t been in the military, Jun Mochan probably wouldn’t have been able to endure it.

He looked around for a place to get ashore, but there was nowhere to dock around him.

After ten minutes passed, his body felt increasingly heavy, as did his eyelids!

Jun Mochan struggled to stay conscious. He couldn’t fall; Ye Ranran was still waiting for him at home.

What would happen to Ye Ranran if something happened to him?

With a burst of will, Jun Mochan tried to swim, just as he was about to reach the shore, his leg cramped, and then he lost consciousness.

Just as he was about to sink to the bottom, several people arose from the depths of the sea and pulled him to the surface.

A yacht quickly approached from a distance and arrived beside those people.

They brought Jun Mochan aboard the yacht, where someone was already waiting.

"Miss." After they set Jun Mochan aside, the men obediently stood behind the lady not far away.

The woman turned around. If Ye Ranran had been there, she would have recognized her: the woman she had seen at the hospital.

"How is he?" Song Yue did not bother with the others, walking directly towards Jun Mochan.

His complexion was a bit pale, his eyes shut tight, his expression peaceful, as if he was merely sleeping.

Despite his poor condition, his handsome face remained undamaged.

Song Yue couldn’t help but stare at Jun Mochan, believing herself experienced with handsome men, including her own brothers, all of whom were highly esteemed.

Yet none compared to Jun Mochan.

Perhaps it could be said that he was different from them.

Even the most gentle of men who have served in the military carry a certain level of bloodlust that makes people keep their distance.

Jun Mochan, also a military man, was excessively refined.

His bone-deep gentleness perfectly concealed his sanguinary air.

At first glance, Song Yue was attracted to him.

Regrettably, he was already married, otherwise she wouldn’t have resorted to such methods.

"Miss, rest assured, he’s okay," said the accompanying doctor after closely examining Jun Mochan.

Song Yue didn’t raise her head, "Hmm, don’t let him wake up too quickly."

"Understood, Miss." The doctor prepared a syringe to inject medication into Jun Mochan.

Upon confirming that Jun Mochan was alright, Song Yue shifted to a luxury yacht.

After instructing her men to change Jun Mochan’s clothes, Song Yue stood by his bed.

Her fingers lightly brushed over Jun Mochan’s eyes and eyebrows, captivating facial features that awed her.

"A man as good-looking as this is really a disaster." Song Yue sighed in awe.

The unconscious Jun Mochan was clueless that he had become someone else’s prey, and Ye Ranran didn’t know Jun Mochan was fine.

The entire situation was nothing more than a charade concocted by someone with ulterior motives.

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Once everything was arranged, One dismissed the driver and took the wheel himself.