The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me -
Chapter 859 - 856: It’s Her Protecting Him
Chapter 859: Chapter 856: It’s Her Protecting Him
The sour taste disappeared all at once.
The next day, when Ye Ranran got up, Song Ze was already having breakfast with Elder Jun downstairs.
Each ate their own food without disturbing the other, yet there was a strange harmony between them.
"Sister, eat," Song Ze pointed to the congee opposite him.
Today was the tenth day of the lunar month, and aside from the red decorations around, Ye Ranran didn’t feel the slightest bit of the New Year’s atmosphere.
With what had happened now, she guessed everyone was even less in the mood.
Ye Ranran smiled, "Is it good?"
"Mhm, it’s delicious."
Ye Ranran looked around and, not seeing Jun Mochan’s figure, knew he must have gone out.
She wondered what he was busy with, as even One was nowhere to be seen.
It must be something important again.
"Your mother has been in a bad mood recently; if you have time later, try to keep her company more," Elder Jun said.
Ye Ranran furrowed her brows slightly and nodded gently.
"Although your mother is kind-hearted, she is indecisive. Help her with whatever you can, the Huo Family should stay in the Huo name."
Elder Jun’s words were clear; he did not wish for Mother Huo to divorce, not just for the sake of power but because of Mother Huo’s feelings for Father Huo. Without him, she might not be better off.
"I understand," the color in Ye Ranran’s eyes faded a bit.
In such strife, Ye Ranran didn’t want to involve Song Ze, but he clung to her, insisting that if she didn’t take him with her, he wouldn’t let her go.
A car stopped in front of them, and Ye Ranran’s eyes brightened.
As the car window rolled down, indeed, Jun Mochan’s figure appeared.
"Get in the car." He didn’t ask, clearly already knowing where she wanted to go.
Once they were in the car, it drove straight towards the military district compound.
"What time did you get up this morning?" She had woken up at eight o’clock once, and his side of the bed had already been cold, surely he had been out for a while.
"Six-thirty, there were some issues in the organization that needed to be dealt with," Jun Mochan spoke vaguely, but Ye Ranran understood.
Someone was eyeing Jun Family’s goods covetously and causing sabotage.
"Everything’s okay?"
"It’s fine, don’t worry," Jun Mochan did not want to burden her with these troubles.
When they arrived at the military district compound, the secretary called Jun Mochan away with a phone call.
"You just got back; why didn’t you let him stay with you a little longer?" Mother Huo inevitably complained as Jun Mochan left without even having a cup of tea.
Since yesterday, Mother Huo’s attitude towards Ye Ranran had improved a lot.
But Ye Ranran wasn’t too pleased; she didn’t know if Mother Huo truly accepted her or if it was out of gratitude or satisfaction.
She didn’t want to delve into it.
"Isn’t being mushy every night enough? No need during the day," Ye Ranran said in a gentle tone.
Only when speaking of Jun Mochan would she have such a demeanor.
Mother Huo looked at Song Ze by her side with a complex gaze, "Having him with you can protect you as well."
Ye Ranran chuckled, "Usually, it’s me protecting him."
Mother Huo was amused and laughed as well.
Seeing that her mood had brightened a little, Ye Ranran carefully asked, "Did dad come back last night?"
"No, he didn’t even call," Mother Huo’s voice carried anger.
Even if he was angry and didn’t want to see her, at such a crucial moment, why wasn’t he at home, what was he planning to do?
"Mom, are you angry?"
"How could I not be? I wish I could tear that little enchantress, no, that old enchantress to shreds. At her age, still seducing other women’s men," Mother Huo gripped the pillow in her hand tightly, anger flickering in her eyes.
How could she not hate? She had devoted herself entirely to him, only to be repaid with a heart full of wounds.
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