The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 638 - 635: Take Good Care of Her_1

Chapter 638: Chapter 635: Take Good Care of Her_1

One quickly grabbed his scarf and clothes and followed suit.

The moment they stepped out of the door, a chilling wind blew. Ye Ranran, wearing her skirt, immediately got goosebumps.

One grabbed her arm, dragged her back into the house, helped her put on her coat, and then wrapped her scarf around her.

Ye Ranran stared at him a little oddly.

"Alright, we can go now." After examining Ye Ranran for a while, One finally nodded his head.

Through him, Ye Ranran saw the shadow of Jun Mochan.

"During the time Young Master is not around, I will take good care of you, you don’t need to overthink anything, you are the lady." Seemingly reading Ye Ranran’s gaze, One explained.

Ye Ranran suddenly understood, he was imitating Jun Mochan, taking care of her in the same way.

This kind of care had nothing to do with flirtation or love, it was just about loyalty.

Not tainted with the slightest ambiguity or filth.

"Have the driver bring the car around, and I need to change my clothes. I’m attending a funeral today," said Ye Ranran, looking at her rose-colored coat.

Her demeanor was soft and demure, unsuitable for vibrant colors. She usually preferred to dress modestly, but in the winter, when she had to wear more layers, dressing too plainly could make her look bulky, so she opted for slightly brighter, lively colors.

Upon returning upstairs, Ye Ranran changed into a black outer coat with a gray sweater underneath. Her loose hair casually tied at the back, with a few strands mischievously slipping onto her face.

This made her skin look even paler.

Once she was ready, Ye Ranran set off. On the way, she bought a wreath.

"By the way, do you know why my husband had to leave the country?"

Because of the one billion matter, Jun Mochan went out to investigate, but she had recently checked all the accounts and couldn’t find a trace of that billion.

However, Jun Mochan would never lie to her.

So, what exactly happened in between? Where did that billion go?

"I don’t know, when I came back, Young Master was in trouble. And the matters I’m in charge of do not include this," One said.

In the organization, the responsibilities of each person were very clear. He didn’t meddle, and even if he wanted to, he couldn’t.

He was now very careful about hiding his whereabouts, in case he accidentally exposed himself and caused her great trouble.

"You can, however, ask Ah Xian," One suggested upon seeing Ye Ranran’s dejected expression.

"Never mind, it’s okay."

Zhou Xian was busy sending people to look for Jun Mochan recently, and he himself was quite overloaded. She wouldn’t trouble him more.

If she couldn’t find it, then it’s done.

"You can talk to me, maybe I can find a solution," One suggested after pausing for a moment.

"No need."

Since Jun Mochan didn’t tell him, he must have his reasons. She wouldn’t add to the confusion.

One didn’t mind either.

The two arrived silently at the crematorium.

The mortician had already made up Mother Luo’s face nicely. She looked peaceful, as if she was just sleeping.

Luo Qi and Luo Xuan were leaning against each other while Ah Chuan was standing behind them. The three silently watched the workers push Mother Luo in.

Ye Ranran came to Luo Qi’s side. She didn’t say a word, simply stood there quietly.

Soon, the workers brought out a small box.

Luo Qi stepped forward to accept it, with Luo Xuan supporting her arm.

The cemetery plot was chosen two days ago. Luo Qi, holding the ashes, went over.

Snow started to fall from the sky. One held up an umbrella for Ye Ranran, standing by her side in a demeanor that was neither distant nor intimate.

He was like her shadow.

The burial process was simple. Due to poverty, there were no relatives around. Aside from a few of Mother Luo’s colleagues, no one else