The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 962 - 968: Seen

Chapter 962: Chapter 968: Seen

Jun Mochan grabbed Ye Ranran’s hand, and seeing that she was not much hurt, his expression finally eased a bit.

Ye Ranran wrapped her arms around his neck, hanging on to him: "Don’t be angry, I’m fine, really good."

Feeling her somewhat cold body, Jun Mochan pursed his lips, "After all, it’s still my fault for not protecting you enough."

He had thought that having One by her side was enough, but now he realized how naive he had been.

"Enough, I’m not that fragile." Ye Ranran had considered learning to shoot, but her right hand...

Mentioning it would only hurt Jun Mochan’s heart.

The doctor arrived quickly and checked Ye Ranran; other than being chilled, there were no serious issues.

Guilt flashed in Jun Mochan’s eyes, if it weren’t for all these troubles...

"So, eating some medicine to drive away the cold should be okay?" Ye Ranran asked.

"Certainly, the chill has not invaded the lungs. Madam need not worry." The doctor, knowing what Ye Ranran was concerned about, said.

"Husband, did you hear that?" Ye Ranran shook Jun Mochan’s hand.

Jun Mochan rubbed her head and said nothing.

"After you take your medicine, try to sleep early. I still have some things to attend to later," Jun Mochan checked his watch.

It was already eight o’clock. Ye Ranran glanced at the wall clock: "It’s so late, and you still need to go out?"

He had never gone out this late before; previously, he had dealt with matters at home. What was so urgent today that he had to leave?

"Don’t overthink, it’s just some issues I need to handle," Jun Mochan sat at the edge of the bed.

"That’s as good as saying nothing," Ye Ranran pushed him slightly, "Go ahead, I don’t need you to stay."

She was now growing jealous. Jun Mochan pinched her face: "I just want to teach some people a lesson, where did your mind go?"

"There are so many of them, be careful," Ye Ranran suddenly grabbed his hand, obvious fear in her eyes.

"In your eyes, am I that useless?" Jun Mochan laughed.

She knew he was very capable, but even the most capable have their moments of defeat.

"Don’t worry, I’ve already had One keep an eye on them." No one could harm her and get away with it entirely.

Ye Ranran ultimately couldn’t dissuade Jun Mochan.

For some reason, she felt very uneasy this time, constantly feeling that something was about to happen.

One was watching every move of those men.

Jun Mochan, like a king of the night, appeared beside him, silent and ghostly.

"Young Master, they’ve noticed," One reported while observing the window.

Jun Mochan aimed at the window, adjusting to the heartbeats of the people inside: "So what if they’ve noticed? They still can’t escape."

He intended to bury them all here tonight.

However, the opponents were not ordinary either. After two of them fell, the remaining two fled.

Six men, and the missing two were naturally handled by One.

"Young Master Jun, where is all this rage coming from?" The other side rang up Jun Mochan’s phone.

"You laid hands on someone you shouldn’t have," Jun Mochan’s tone was icy.

"We merely touched someone from the Song Family, since when did we touch your people?" They had recognized One back at the café.

Everyone was mixed up in the same circles; to say they had never met was a lie.

As desperados, they were fine as long as there were no conflicting interests, but confrontations were common when interests clashed.