The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 851 - 848: Such a Perfect Match

Chapter 851: Chapter 848: Such a Perfect Match

She was extremely fond of Xia Shi, perceiving her as beautiful, elegant, and graceful, a woman of noble birth who was by far a better match for Jun Mochan than Ye Ranran.

Even after the incident occurred, she still felt it was a pity.

Now, having compared her with Ye Ranran, Madam Huo deeply realized how superficial her judgment had been.

If Ye Ranran weren’t extraordinary in some way, how could Jun Mochan have fallen in love with her? If she had no desirable qualities, why would Jun Mochan find her indispensable?

"Because you call me ’mom’ at the very least, I consider you half a daughter. How could I, in good conscience, leave my own daughter standing outside the door?" Madam Huo spoke very slowly.

It’s a pity that good intentions can’t always be understood, nor can kindness necessarily be met with kindness in return.

Hearts are separated by a mere layer of skin; even if made explicit, some people still won’t believe it, let alone when unspoken.

"You’re right, I am an outsider, and your aunt by blood stands before you. You should indeed take her side. Xia Shi, your surname is Xia, mine is Jun, my husband’s family bears the name Huo, we have nothing to do with the Xia Family. Don’t call me ’mom’ anymore, I can’t bear the title."

The car slowly pulled away in front of Xia Shi, who stood still for a very long time, unable to come to terms with what had happened.

She felt the sparse warmth in the palm of her hand diminish further.

"Let’s take you back to the Jun’s house first," Madam Huo glanced at Ye Ranran.

Being a lady of high society, her upbringing from a young age conditioned her to keep her emotions under wraps, and her facial expressions were already well composed.

"Yes," Ye Ranran looked out of the window, "What do you plan to do about it?"

To divorce, or to continue this drama?

"If you were in my shoes, you would definitely have opted for divorce, wouldn’t you?" Madam Huo seemed to have read her expression all along.

Ye Ranran rested her head on her hand, her smile slightly cool, "I would have in the past, but if I were in your position, I would seize all the family’s assets and kick those two out of the house."

After all, what is a man compared to wealth?

"I didn’t expect you to be so ruthless," Madam Huo assessed her, pondering something inwardly.

"I have always been this way." After investing emotion and youth, only to be discarded, who could be content with such an outcome? Who could truly accept it?

"If love is gone and the family is broken up, it’s still good to have some money in hand. If I can’t find a decent man to marry, I might as well keep a toy boy, right?" Ye Ranran said this just as the car came to a stop.

"I was not aware that Ranran had such high enlightenment," the gentle voice of Jun Mochan, smooth as jade, came from the entrance to the courtyard.

Embarrassment surfaced on Ye Ranran’s face, "How come your ears are so sharp?"

He was able to hear her despite the distance.

Jun Mochan personally opened the car door for her, "Ranran, did you hope I wouldn’t hear that?"

"I haven’t done anything wrong; if you heard it, you heard it. What do I have to fear?" She sounded righteous, yet somehow lacked a firm foundation in her conviction.

Jun Mochan wrapped his arm around her waist and looked into the car, "Mom."

Madam Huo observed the two of them, such a perfect match. Why had she ever thought they were mismatched?

Was she truly bewitched at the time?

"Mom, why don’t you come in and sit for a while?" Jun Mochan’s tone was a bit cold, as if something had crossed his mind.

"That would be good," Madam Huo got out of the car.

In the hall, Jun Mochan sent all the servants away.

"I’m aware of dad’s situation. I went to see him today, and he said everything will remain as it was before." Jun Mochan calmly laid out the results to Madam Huo.

"As it was before? How so? Does he expect the home flag to stand firm while colourful banners flutter outside? How quaint of him." It’s either Xia Qing without her, or her without Xia Qing.