The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 790 - 787: Is it too subtle?_1

Chapter 790: Chapter 787: Is it too subtle?_1

"No, I want to bring him back." Ye Ranran knew that Jun Mochan was so angry because he cared too much about her.

She was in the wrong and should apologize.

Ye Ranran drove out, fearing she would miss Jun Mochan, so she took a convertible, with the top down, driving slowly along the road.

Her delicate makeup, flaming red lips, flowing long hair, and the luxury sports car she was driving all made for a picture that was a feast for the eyes.

Occasionally, passersby whistled, some even followed behind Ye Ranran’s car.

Ye Ranran didn’t know where Jun Mochan would go, no one answered when she tried his phone, so she could only keep looking slowly along the road.

Finally, she found him by the side of the road.

But he was not alone, there was a woman as dazzling as a peony by his side.

She was so radiant and elegant that it made her feel inferior.

Yet this time Ye Ranran didn’t back down, she bravely walked up to Jun Mochan, hooked his arm and said, "Husband, let’s go home."

Jun Mochan didn’t know where to go either, he was wandering aimlessly and unexpectedly bumped into Song Yue.

Even though he had gathered all the information about her from his investigations, he still didn’t quite believe it, always feeling something was off.

So unusually, he stopped and chatted with her, having no idea that Ye Ranran would show up.

Jun Mochan was still angry at heart, naturally, he didn’t want to talk to her.

He wanted to teach her a lesson, to make her realize her mistake.

Jun Mochan pulled his arm out of Ye Ranran’s hand and walked towards the car without saying a word.

A flash of regret crossed Ye Ranran’s eyes. Had she been too subtle just now? Would it have been better if she’d just embraced him right away?

As Ye Ranran was going to catch up, Song Yue blocked her way.

"So, you’re his wife?" Song Yue, of course, recognized her. Multitudes of stories about Ye Ranran were out there, one could see them with a little attention, there was no need for any deliberate investigation.

She was more beautiful in person than in photos, especially those eyes. No wonder Jun Mochan was attracted to her.

"Yes, I am." Ye Ranran spoke graciously, but there was a hint of pride in her eyes.

"Hello, I’m Alice, a friend of your husband." Song Yue reached out her hand to her.

But Ye Ranran didn’t take it: "Friend? He has never introduced you to me. I don’t know, are you someone from the red-light district trying to flirt?"

The smile on Song Yue’s face disappeared: "You’re speaking so rudely when we haven’t even figured out what’s going on. Isn’t it a bit inappropriate?"

She had just been insulted as a prostitute, when had the Miss Song been subjected to such insults?

"You’re blocking me, trying to probe me, and then trying to seduce my husband, right? I’m telling you, I’ve seen too many women like you. If you can’t win my husband, you turn on me thinking that without me he would be interested in you?"

What a lovely thought!

Ye Ranran’s sarcastic words exposed Song Yue’s little scheme.

Song Yue took another look at Ye Ranran, then gave a nonchalant smile: "You’re quite smart, but unfortunately, you’re too impatient."

Some things are not meant to be made so explicit.

"Your Chinese name!"

There’s another rival popping out of nowhere. But since the other party had come to provoke her, there was no reason for her to back down.

"Why should I tell you? If you have the guts, go search for it yourself."

Watching Song Yue’s back, Ye Ranran gave a cold speculative smile and got back into the car.

She was a bit angry, it was bad enough that Jun Mochan ignored her, but he was also flirting with others.

One rival after another kept popping up.

Ye Ranran hit the steering wheel a few times out of anger. After calming down, she thought she was being ridiculous and decided to start the car and go home.