The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 918 - 915: Why Not Stop

Chapter 918: Chapter 915: Why Not Stop

The night before the surgery, One placed a stack of documents in front of her, saying that they were sent by Jun Mochan.

It turned out he feared the Song Family would cause trouble, so he made some preparations.

After reading those, she finally understood the ordeal he had endured upon his return.

In the world of the rich and powerful, personal relations are shallow; siblings betray one another for power and money.

When you are in a position of strength, everyone adores you, thousands cherish you, but once you fall from grace, those who had flattered you are the first to trample you into the ground.

Even parents are no exception. The Song Family is large, and currently, the eldest branch holds power, while the other branches follow its lead.

But the third and fourth branches are getting restless, intent on a showdown with the eldest branch for supremacy.

The second branch, meanwhile, sits by watching the tiger fight from the mountain, silent and not taking sides, maintaining a neutral stance.

But who knows if there might be a mantis stalking the cicada, unaware that an oriole is behind?

After her feigned grief was exposed, Song Yue couldn’t bother with pretenses anymore, "That’s right, at that time I indeed could not accept it. If you were me, your brilliantly intelligent son suddenly becomes a fool, could you accept it? But I never thought of letting him die, how could I... after all, he is flesh of my flesh, how could I bear to..."

Her words trailed off with a sobbing tone.

In this world, there is no mother who does not wish the best for her son, and she was no exception.

"And you? What relation are you to my son? By what right do you make decisions for him?" Song Yue lashed out.

Ye Ranran laughed out of annoyance: "If you so object, why didn’t you stop it?"

"I also just got the message. As soon as I found out, I rushed over. Moreover, I did not expect you would be so bold to make such a decision." Who in the world gave her such courage?

"Is it that you genuinely didn’t know, or just pretended not to? Miss Song, what do you say?" A cool voice rose at the doorway, landing like icicles in Song Yue’s ears.

It stung her cheeks.

"I too only just found out, I didn’t know anything," Song Yue tried to say with dignity and conviction.

That’s right, she didn’t know anything, and she definitely could not admit that she had known all along.

"Is that so?" Jun Mochan’s gaze became even sharper.

Song Yue lifted her proud head, responding with extreme certainty and loudness, "That’s right."

"Then who is this person? Can you explain?" Jun Mochan ventured further inside.

One followed him, and he was dragging someone else in with him.

Song Yue’s pupils contracted, panic flitted across her eyes, though she composed herself quickly, her complexion could no longer remain calm.

When that person caught Song Yue’s gaze, he quickly lowered his head.

Song Yue, on the other hand, wished she could silence him immediately. She did not understand. Shouldn’t the loyal dead soldiers of the house, when captured, immediately ignite the bombs they carried? Why was he still standing here alive?

Song Yue didn’t know that the man did indeed intend to ignite his bomb, but One simply did not give him the chance.

"This person, I noticed he has been loitering around our house recently, and I saw him in the hospital two days ago. Later, I incidentally discovered he had contact with you, Miss Song. I wonder, what is his relationship to you?" Jun Mochan inquired with distant politeness.

His tone was not the least bit aggressive, but the sharpness hidden in his words made them hard to face.

Song Yue’s face turned pale, even paler than Song Ze, who lay in a coma on the bed.