The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 685 - 682: Sincerity_1

Chapter 685: Chapter 682: Sincerity_1

"Your name." The old man spoke, his voice resonating like a thunderous bell, imposing like a mountain.

Truly a person who is accustomed to being in power.

"Ye Ranran."

Ye Ranran knew he must be aware of her name, yet she still fearlessly gave it.

"Why are you here?"

The oppressive atmosphere intensified.

"I am the woman legally married to Jun Mochan..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Ye Ranran felt the air grew thinner, making it increasingly difficult to breathe.

"A lawful marriage? May I know who have witnessed it? Who knows about it?" How daring of her to speak up.

"We have a marriage certificate." Even if he refused to accept, the law recognized.

"If I refuse to acknowledge, with just two marriage certificates, who would believe you when you claim to be the young miss of the Jun family?"

"Of course, I believe that you have this power. Today, I came with sincerity, but it seems that you do not appreciate it. In that case, I do not wish for the title of the young miss of the Jun family either. Let’s leave."

Dragging her numb legs, Ye Ranran started walking out slowly.

Zhou Xian and One didn’t say anything, only silently following Ye Ranran out.

"Stop right there." The old man spoke.

Ye Ranran obediently halted, "Is there anything else you wish to say?"

"You came with sincerity? Where is it reflected in your actions? You wish to inherit the Jun family with this attitude? Are you dreaming?"

If it wasn’t for her good upbringing, Ye Ranran would have flipped the table by now.

"I’ve been standing outside for six hours, my legs have long since gone numb. If it weren’t for my sincere intention, anyone who’d make me stand half an hour longer would surely regret it."

"I’m not saying this to seek pity or appear reckless or proud, but to tell you that I came sincerely wishing to acknowledge you as a family member, not to be humiliated. If you do not wish, I won’t force you, we can part ways now and never meet again."

Looking at Ye Ranran’s calm expression, the scorn in the old man’s eyes gradually disappeared, "Why should I acknowledge you?"

"Have you ever held a gun? Been on a battlefield? Killed someone?" The old man’s words were sharp and piercing.

"I can’t do any of the things you mentioned, but if I remember correctly, the Jun family is a political family. All that you mentioned are just secondary, we don’t live in an era of primitive warfare. We rely on intelligence in modern times."

The old man scoffed, "You talk a lot, indeed, not asking you to do all those, but there would always be people plotting your life. I fear you would die before you get comfortable in your seat."

"Well, should I thank you for caring? But I think you’re overly worried. A lot of people already want me dead, I don’t mind a few more." Her life was tough, she wasn’t worried.

"Young lady, you’ve got bold words. I hope you won’t regret your decision today." The old man’s eyes suddenly turned sharp as a knife.

An overwhelming pressure descended. Ye Ranran’s legs trembled; she almost knelt down.

Yet her chin was raised high with defiance.

She was not someone who gave up easily, and she would not lose no matter what.

She expected the old man to say something else, but he just uttered, "Prepare yourself, attend the banquet in three days."

Then, he said no more.

"What banquet?" Ye Ranran was a bit confused.

Zhou Xian sighed, "It must be the banquet to introduce you into the political circle. Be careful then, especially with the Song Family, they won’t let you off easily."

With the old man not supporting her, the addition of the Song family who loves to watch the world burn, Zhou Xian suddenly thought that Ye Ranran might end up in a terrible predicament.