The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 881 - 878: Spend the Rest of My Life with Her

Chapter 881: Chapter 878: Spend the Rest of My Life with Her

When they reached the room, Ye Ranran suddenly thought of something and walked over to the bookshelf, pulling out a notebook from within.

It was the design notebook Jun Mochan had collected for her before.

"How did this end up with you?" she asked. She had checked that day, and all her copies were well preserved. So why were there two copies?

"These are photocopies. The ones you discarded were the originals," Jun Mochan touched his nose and said quietly.

Ye Ranran looked at him with a teasing glint in her eyes, "Did you secretly follow me and pick these out of the trash?"

"Would I do something like that?" Jun Mochan responded, a bit annoyed yet his face strangely flushed with red.

Ye Ranran’s curiosity deepened, "Then why are you blushing?"

"I’m not blushing. The ones you threw away, I had someone pick them back," Jun Mochan didn’t tell her that some were bought back from others at a high price.

Ye Ranran looked at the neat drafts, feeling a whirlwind of emotions. The things she had discarded were treasured by him.

To say she wasn’t moved would be a lie.

"How far were you from me back then?" She had never seen him even once.

If she had seen him, given his outstanding appearance, she would have remembered.

"I walked past you three times, but you never really saw me. Once, I even sat next to you."

Back then, she was studying for exams. The library was crowded, and she arrived late and couldn’t find a seat, so she randomly picked a bench in the small grove outside.

He was sitting not far from her, watching her.

But there were so many people coming and going, and the footsteps were distracting her. She began to look around, and her eyes lit up when she saw his direction.

At that moment, his heart was racing, thinking she had finally noticed him.

As she walked towards him, he didn’t know where to put his hands and feet.

As he was contemplating whether to stand up, she had already sat down next to him.

Back then, she had long, black, straight hair, and the ends, swept by the wind, brushed past his nose, leaving a faint fragrance.

Ye Ranran stared at him in amazement, and after a long time, she murmured, "Sorry, I’m sorry."

"Why are you apologizing to me? What have you done to be sorry for?" Jun Mochan pulled her closer into his embrace.

Ye Ranran’s eyes filled with happiness, "Sorry for making you wait so long."

"In that case, you really should say sorry. Then, as a penalty, you’ll have to spend the rest of your life with me," Jun Mochan’s lips lingered close to Ye Ranran’s ear.

Ye Ranran’s ears turned pink. She glanced at the door and pushed Jun Mochan, "Be careful, the door isn’t closed. It wouldn’t be good if someone walked by and saw."

"What’s so bad about it? I’m kissing my wife," Jun Mochan teased Ye Ranran on purpose.

Ye Ranran wriggled out of his embrace and straightened her somewhat disordered breath, "I’m going to see how mom is doing."

Watching her flee, Jun Mochan shook his head helplessly; always so shy, what to do with her.

Ye Ranran had just rushed to Mrs. Huo’s room and was contemplating whether to knock when the door opened from the inside.

Seeing that it was her, Mrs. Huo tugged at the corners of her mouth, managing a smile, "Come in."

This was the first time Ye Ranran had entered Mrs. Huo’s room. Not only had she not been on good terms with Mrs. Huo before, but even Xu Zi, unless permitted, could not enter.

Because it was a private space.

Ye Ranran did not dare let her gaze wander, sitting quite stiffly on the sofa outside.

"Your father just brought that bastard back home and said he’ll be a part of our family from now on," Mrs. Huo sat next to Ye Ranran and started explaining before she could ask.