The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 835 - 832: Cruel

Chapter 835: Chapter 832: Cruel

She was still willing to treat others kindly, because she believed that having goodness in one’s heart and sunlight made life less tiresome.

If possible, who would want to live in darkness? Who liked the cold?

But she discovered that she was wrong, if every act of kindness was repaid with hurt, with a wounded heart, then what was the point of kindness?

Looking at the blood on her shoulder, Jun Mochan spoke softly, "Let me take you back first, they can stay behind to take care of things, I promise you, not a single one will be missed, is that okay?"

"No, I want to execute them one by one, or do I not even have that bit of freedom?" Ye Ranran’s eyes held a cold light.

"If you are unwilling, then lend me your people."

The Ye Ranran of today was like an unsheathed blade, whoever touched her, would bleed, including Jun Mochan.

Seeing her defensive stance, Jun Mochan felt a hidden pain, "Ranran, what have I ever stopped you from doing? Not to mention executing a few people, even if you turned the world into a river of blood, if it could ease your heart, why not?"

"You, go gather all the people from the village for me, not a single one to be spared," Jun Mochan said softly.

"Would that satisfy you, Ranran?"

Ye Ranran stared steadily at him, the wariness in her eyes slowly dissipated, and her body swayed.

Jun Mochan quickly supported her.

After a while, Ye Ranran stood up straight again.

Her heart was filled with fear and desolation; upon their reunion, she didn’t know how to face him.

To rush up and cry? To throw herself into his arms for comfort?

Ye Ranran’s eyes swept over Song Ze, who was sitting quietly in the car.

But she couldn’t, she couldn’t do any of that.

She had to stand up, be strong, for not all the malice in the world could be shielded from her by Jun Mochan.

"I am fine, nothing happened, I managed to escape," Ye Ranran said slowly, looking at the sun as it rose above the horizon.

The golden light, spilling over her body, mingled with the blood on one side of her, the blood and the rose mallow like a spider lily, splendid and beautiful.

"I know, I know everything."

"What do you know? Look, you always say I’m willful, you always say I don’t know how to protect myself, but don’t I have to learn to be strong?"

He might protect her once, but not a second or a third time.

In this world, you still have to depend on yourself.

Jun Mochan felt something stuck in his throat, so uncomfortable he couldn’t speak.

All the villagers were quickly brought before Ye Ranran.

Ye Ranran extended her hand, smiling brilliantly at Jun Mochan, "Gun."

Jun Mochan placed the handgun in her hand.

Ye Ranran walked up to Er Gouzi, her smile at the corner of her lips arching to just the right extent, "Regret?"

Er Gouzi was so scared he was beside himself, he kept begging for mercy.

Ye Ranran pressed the gun against his forehead, "Now you beg for mercy, isn’t it too late? Just before, you didn’t think about sparing any of us."

"Children are innocent," someone shouted.

Ye Ranran laughed, clear as mountain spring water, "Children are innocent? Are my brother and I not innocent?"

In the whole world, only their children were innocent, right? She and Song Ze deserved to die, is that it?

While they begged for her to spare their children, did they ever consider sparing Song Ze?

And what did he do wrong?

He just wanted to take her away, that’s all; did he commit any atrocious crimes?

And what atrocious crime did she commit?

"If you can’t stand me, I can’t stand you either," hatred emerged in Ye Ranran’s eyes.

She fired shot after shot, each person falling in front of her one by one, not sparing even the babies.