The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 801 - 798: What is Called Approaching

Chapter 801: Chapter 798: What is Called Approaching

Huo Yi did not argue with Ye Ranran this time. He just looked deeply at her and then left.

Ye Ranran’s tense body relaxed, and she fell powerlessly onto the bed.

However, she was annoyed with herself, wondering why she hadn’t just knocked Huo Yi out earlier.

If he had passed out, none of this would have happened.

"Sister, have something to eat." Song Ze, holding something in his hands, approached Ye Ranran diligently, his face beaming like the sun.

When had Ye Ranran ever seen him smile so broadly? She was stunned for a moment, then scolded him, "Why did you shout so loudly just now?"

"I was happy to see Sister," Song Ze said with a hurt expression.

Now he’s not playing dumb, Ye Ranran curled her lip, "Why do you call me ’sister’?"

Did she look that old?

"Sister is sister, isn’t that reason enough?"

Ye Ranran confirmed that this person was not dumb; his intelligence had just regressed.

"Sister, eat." Song Ze pushed the porridge he was holding toward Ye Ranran.

Ye Ranran finally realized what was off.

"Why is it just you? Where are they?" Should Song Ze be the only one taking care of her?

"I don’t know, I said I would bring it here, and they didn’t object."

Forget it, she couldn’t pry anything useful from him.

"Help me sit up," Ye Ranran commanded Song Ze as if it were the most natural thing in the world, "First, put the porridge you are holding aside."

Having been around Jun Mochan, who was slightly obsessive about cleanliness, for a long time, Ye Ranran had picked up his habits.

No eating before brushing teeth and washing face.

With the help of Song Ze, Ye Ranran cleaned herself up a little.

After the last incident, Huo Yi had removed the mirrors from the bathroom.

Ye Ranran couldn’t see her current state, but she could guess from the feel of it—it definitely wasn’t pretty.

"Do you remember why you are here?" Ye Ranran asked, drinking the porridge with Song Ze’s assistance.

Having slept a lot, she now didn’t want to sleep but rather chat with Song Ze.

In this place full of people, the only one she could trust was him.

Maybe trust wasn’t the right word. Helper would be more appropriate.

He might help her leave this place.

"Haven’t I always been here?"

Forget it, dumb again.

"Sister, when will you get better? We can go out and have fun together."

Have fun? Right now, all she wanted was to go back home.

"I am tired. Please leave," Ye Ranran lay back down on the bed.

"Why won’t Sister play with me anymore? Just like them, ignoring me."

"You said ’them’?" Ye Ranran immediately latched onto the key point in his words.

"Yes, the people here don’t like me; no one wants to play with me," Song Ze said, growing more aggrieved as he spoke.

"Can you get close to them?"

Song Ze naively asked, "What do you mean by ’get close’?"

Ye Ranran didn’t bother explaining too much, "Have you seen them use a cell phone? You know, making calls, oh, wait, not that, have you ever seen them holding something and talking to themselves?"

Song Ze thought hard, then shook his head, "No."

"Then keep an eye out for me from now on, and if you see it, sneak it to me."

"What does ’sneak’ mean?" Song Ze asked, eager to learn.

Ye Ranran silently mourned for herself in her mind; she had stooped to the level of associating with a fool.

"It means quietly, without them noticing. This is our secret, don’t let anyone else find out, okay?" Ye Ranran whispered in his ear.