The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 637 - 634: Her Dowry_1

Chapter 637: Chapter 634: Her Dowry_1

It’s just that she has no background, no connections, and is accustomed to keeping a low profile.

Ye Tianjing hung up the phone angrily.

Suddenly, a vase fell from above; Ye Tianjing almost got hit.

He looked up and saw Ye Tianjiao on the second floor, his anger surging. "Are you trying to kill me?"

"Kill you? Good, good, kill you, you scum," Ye Tianjiao clapped his hands.

Ever since being provoked by Ye Ranran in the hospital last time, Ye Tianjiao has not been quite right, acting crazily.

Naturally, Ye Ranran knew about this, and had withdrawn the people she had placed by Ye Tianjiao.

Those who were dead have died, those who became mad had gone mad, those who left had left. Ye Ranran parted her red lips.

She realized that she is really amazing.

Just as she was about to proceed with her plan, One entered the room with medicine in his hand.

Ye Ranran finished the medicine and handed the bowl back to him.

"Here." One took out a date.

"No need." Ye Ranran glanced at the date.

"Why make it yourself?" One ate the date himself.

Ye Ranran felt that he probably wanted to eat it himself, but was too embarrassed to, so pretended to bring it for her instead.

"I naturally have to handle the acquisition of Ye’s plan myself." Ye Ranran squinted.

It was her dowry; she wanted to retrieve it herself.

"Because of those people?" One seemed to feel like chatting.

Ye Ranran looked around: "You’ve been here for so long, haven’t you noticed that I have nothing?"

The villa belonged to Jun Mochan, the company was his, even the money she spent was his.

"When I married him, I didn’t give him any dowry." Yet he gave her a grand wedding.

Even though it ended unpleasantly and left some regrets, he did his best. She doesn’t blame him.

"The young master doesn’t mind, why should you?"

One couldn’t understand Ye Ranran’s thoughts; this woman’s mind was too twisted for him to understand.

"Just because he doesn’t care doesn’t mean I don’t. Besides, this is my mother’s property, my grandfather’s life’s work, I want to retrieve it myself."

"Everyone says I’m not good enough for him, that I’m useless. I want to show everyone that I’m not as weak as they think."

One sighed, "You don’t have to be so obstinate, women should be gentle."

"If I’m gentle, they say I’m weak; strong, they say I’m fierce; dramatic, they call me dramatic; if not dramatic, they say I lack charm - tell me, what kind of woman is liked?" Ye Ranran asked very seriously.

"Those who like you will like you no matter what, those who don’t will never like you no matter what you do. Don’t listen to them. Let me know if anyone’s gossiping, I’ll put a stop to it."

Ye Ranran was about to say something when her phone rang again.

Ye Ranran glanced at it, saw that it was Luo Qi calling, and answered, "Xiao Qi..."

Today was the day of Luo Qi’s mother’s funeral, so Luo Qi had called to inform Ye Ranran.

"What did you say?" Ye Ranran stood up abruptly from her chair; in her haste, she banged her arm on the table.

She winced in pain, but didn’t make a sound.

"Ranran, my mom’s gone." Luo Qi on the other end, as if afraid she hadn’t heard clearly, repeated softly.

Luo Qi’s mother had been gone for two days. Luo Qi finally pulled herself together, got her from the hospital, and sent her to the crematorium.

And now, she finally had the courage to call Ye Ranran.

"Where are you now? I’m coming right over." Ye Ranran started to leave.