The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 963 - 989: Ill-intentioned Visitors

Chapter 963: Chapter 989: Ill-intentioned Visitors

So, they were half friends, half enemies.

At the cafe, they didn’t mind One, and One didn’t mind them either.

It was an unwritten rule of the underworld, so they didn’t think much about it.

Unexpectedly, Jun Mochan took action personally today.

Damn it, was there any chance of survival when that deity made a move? The sniper rifle in his hand could claim their lives in minutes.

"My wife, you touched her," Jun Mochan fired a shot.

The man barely dodged, but couldn’t avoid getting injured.

"Your wife, when did we touch her? Damn," the man cursed loudly.

Jun Mochan didn’t want to answer them. They acted without considering the consequences, so he made them bear the corresponding consequences.

The bullet flew out and was about to hit, but at the last moment, the man miraculously disappeared.

Yes, he disappeared.

When Jun Mochan arrived at the scene, it turned out the man had escaped from below.

Without needing instructions from Jun Mochan, One and Two went after him.

Just as Jun Mochan was about to leave, a car came head-on, its dazzling lights shining directly in his eyes.

The excessively intense light hindered his vision, but his instincts told Jun Mochan that the newcomer was up to no good.

He passed the sniper rifle to the person next to him; Three handed the gun to someone behind them.

The last person left silently and soon blended into the crowd.

Jun Mochan, hands in pockets, tall and handsome with an extraordinary demeanor, stood under the dim lights as the drizzle unknowingly began to fall again.

The surrounding scenery was hazy, all becoming the background, while he became the most striking view.

The car stopped right beside Jun Mochan, barely a meter away from his hands.

The person who came was the eldest son of the Song family: young master Song, Song Jade.

Unlike Song Ze’s stunning charm, Song Jade was composed and resolute, his features not as perfect as Song Ze’s but without flaws.

His deep features, coupled with a healthy complexion, added to the natural aristocracy that emanated from him.

Even before he spoke, one could feel the extraordinariness of the newcomer.

"Brother Song," Jun Mochan extended his hand, greeting him with a neutral tone.

Song Jade was about the same age as Song Ze, who could disregard etiquette, but Song Jade was ten years his senior.

The two families were not much different in status, so they often interacted. Since childhood, Jun Mochan had called him big brother.

Song Jade glanced at the rubble beside Jun Mochan, then at Jun Mochan, who stood tall and sleek like a graceful plant, admiration in his eyes: "It’s been a while, Mo Han, you’ve gotten even more handsome."

Song Jade patted Jun Mochan’s shoulder: "You’ve grown up."

"You joke, Brother Song, I’m married now."

"Married? How come I didn’t hear about it? When did this happen? And which family’s daughter did you marry?"

That was why Jun Mochan insisted on having another wedding ceremony, because unless it was announced to everyone, people pretended not to know.

He knew very well that it was meant to embarrass him.

He was relieved that Ye Ranran wasn’t there, otherwise his heart would ache for her.

"We’re choosing the date; you’ll know soon enough," there was a genuine smile on Jun Mochan’s face.

"Bring her over some day so Brother can see which family’s daughter has caught my brother’s discerning eye," Song Jade very much the caring elder brother, his tone filled with curiosity and concern.

Uninformed outsiders might really think they were biological brothers.

"But it’s so late, Mo Han, what brings you here?" Song Jade looked around, his gaze settling on the ruins nearby: "Do you know what happened here just now, little brother?"