The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me -
Chapter 782 - 779: Contrary Opinions_1
Chapter 782: Chapter 779: Contrary Opinions_1
Even with the presence of a carpet, there was a chill in the air.
"Remember, no matter what she chooses or does, it has nothing to do with you. All you need to do is to help her when she asks for it within your capabilities. The rest is none of your business, nor should it be something you’re troubled with. Do you understand?" The expression on Jun Mochan’s face was grave.
Ye Ranran didn’t know why he would tell her these things. He never used to restrict her actions before.
"I understand, if you don’t like it, I won’t interfere." Ye Ranran bowed her head, playing with Jun Mochan’s fingers.
"If there’s anything you can’t resolve or understand, you must speak up. Don’t keep it in your heart. There’s nothing I can’t handle, and there’s no wish I can’t help you fulfill. Understand?"
He had never been afraid of her creating trouble. After all, being in a high position, where would he be without trouble?
She was his most obvious vulnerability, so many people had taken actions against her.
What did she do wrong?
She had merely followed him.
"What’s wrong with you today? Why are you acting so strange?" He started off the day with such incomprehensible speech.
She was left confused.
Couldn’t he just speak clearly?
"The doctor said you’re worrying too much, and your health is weak.
"That’s impossible." Ye Ranran laughed: "I eat well every day, sleep well, and have nothing to worry about?"
She now has an enviable husband, a high status, which many people yearn for. She had nothing to worry about.
"I don’t know if the previous period has drained you too much, but now that I’m back, I definitely won’t let you get involved anymore. From now on, you just need to be a happy little woman."
The material Zhou Xian gave him was comprehensive, but lacking in detail regarding the hardship she experienced during that time - he could imagine it, but couldn’t feel it himself.
"It’s fine, I’m perfectly okay, aren’t I?" Ye Ranran laughed at his excessive concern.
Jun Mochan didn’t say anything, he just picked her up and carried her upstairs.
The servants acted as if they hadn’t seen anything and continued their own tasks, but Ye Ranran’s face turned red.
When she came down from the stairs after getting ready, old Mr. Jun was sitting in the living room.
"Grandfather." Ye Ranran rushed over to him: "Where did you go? I didn’t see you."
"My old bones just stretched a bit. Are you up? Why not sleep more?" Old Mr. Jun put down his newspaper.
"It’s past nine, I’ve slept enough." Ye Ranran sat down in front of old Mr. Jun.
"Well then, have something to eat and then join me for a trip."
"Where do you plan to take Ranran?" Jun Mochan brought over a bowl of medicine.
"The construction of the railway line we talked about last time." Old Mr. Jun did not conceal it from Jun Mochan.
"Let me handle these matters from now on, there’s no need to bother Ranran."
"What do you mean by bother? She is the daughter-in-law of the Jun family. She should be competent in both the public hall and the kitchen. Otherwise, should she always rely on you, follow your wishes?"
From Old Mr. Jun’s perspective, Ye Ranran had potential, given enough time, she might not reach Jun Mochan’s level of achievements, but she certainly wouldn’t be far off.
Why should she bury her potential?
"Even as her husband, you can’t do this." Old Mr. Jun slammed the table with his hand.
His agitated state made Ye Ranran feel helpless: "Grandfather, don’t misunderstand Mo Han. He just didn’t want me to overwork."
"What’s wrong with young people working hard? The Jun family has great responsibilities, how can one not work hard? These things have to be handed over to you people in the future. I’m old, but I’m still physically fit. I can guide you for a few more years. If I can’t move anymore and you can’t handle the situation, what will you do?"
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