The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 944 - 941: Everyone Has Their Own Fate

Chapter 944: Chapter 941: Everyone Has Their Own Fate

Jun Mochan held her tenderly in his arms, "It won’t happen again, there will never be these issues in the future."

"Mr. Jun, I’m very grateful to you, but that doesn’t mean I don’t love you." She had been grateful to him from the beginning, and it was the same now.

Wherever he was, that was her home, and for his sake, she would give up everything.

Human emotions are complicated by nature and don’t just vanish because something new is added.

"I’ve never been petty, as long as you’re by my side, that’s all that matters to me, but I’m still very happy."

Getting a bargain and still playing coy, Ye Ranran gave him a sidelong glance.

Suddenly she took out her camera and beckoned Jun Mochan with her fingers, "Get out, let’s take a photo to commemorate this moment."

With her head resting on Jun Mochan’s shoulder, and holding flowers, her smile was as radiant as the flowers, and the fine specks of light in her eyes were brighter than the stars in the sky.

"That’s good." Ye Ranran handed the camera to him.

Holding the flowers, she just looked at him and smiled; finally, Jun Mochan smiled too.

Really, how silly, it’s not something precious, why be so happy?

Song Ze was watching from a distance.

He passed by here by chance, saw the two taking photos, and unintentionally stopped.

"Young master, can we go now?" the driver asked tentatively.

"Let’s go." Song Ze rolled up the car window.

The silver-gray car drove past the two of them.

Ye Ranran abruptly turned her head, looking towards the car.

"What’s wrong?" Jun Mochan followed her gaze.

"I thought I just heard Ah Ze’s voice." Not waiting for Jun Mochan to speak, she laughed at herself, "Look at me, forgetting again, he is now Song Ze."

Jun Mochan placed his hand on her shoulder, pressing down slightly to steady her, "Don’t think too much, everyone has their own path."

Let’s just consider him as someone who crossed paths with her in life, able to accompany her for only a part of the journey.

"Yeah, let’s go." Ye Ranran gathered her sentimental feelings, and her eyes once again shone with a soft luster.

Back at home, Ye Ranran rushed to her wardrobe, and began to search through her things.

"I remember putting it here." Ye Ranran muttered to herself.

Jun Mochan, who had just finished showering, didn’t see his little wife and was about to go downstairs to find her when he heard noise coming from the wardrobe.

He walked over and found Ye Ranran leaning against the cupboard; her hand was reaching into a drawer below searching for something.

Her wet hair scattered messily behind her head, and the hem of her nightgown spread out on the floor, creating a disheveled beauty.

"What are you looking for?"

"Your Valentine’s Day gift." Ye Ranran answered without thinking.

After answering, she suddenly looked up, "You, when did you get here?"

"When have I not been here? This is my house," Jun Mochan shrugged, his innocent expression suggesting that she had asked an obvious question.

"You go out first." Knowing she couldn’t win the argument with him, Ye Ranran could only ask him to leave.

Without responding, Jun Mochan walked further inside, and from the bottom drawer of his wardrobe, he took out a small box, "Are you looking for this?"

A light blue box, a bit dusty, with its edges worn down.

"Yes." Ye Ranran reached out for it.

Jun Mochan held up his hand, "Isn’t it for me?"

"I need to see if it is still intact, don’t I?" Ye Ranran grew anxious and simply jumped up to snatch the box from his hand.

Jun Mochan lowered his hand slightly, and this time, without much surprise, Ye Ranran got hold of it.