The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 971 - 997: What Time Is It Now?

Chapter 971: Chapter 997: What Time Is It Now?

The secretary stood by with trembling fear, the first time she had seen the normally gentle and refined man this furious.

"Go buy me a new phone," Jun Mochan ordered without lifting his head, his complexion still unsightly, though not as horrifying as before.

"Yes."

...

Hearing the busy signal on the other end of the phone, Ye Ranran naturally ended the call, told the costume department to contact her if needed, and left.

"Madam, you should speak properly with the young master," One suggested while driving.

"Haven’t I been speaking properly?" Ye Ranran said, frustrated.

She had spoken kindly, analyzed pros and cons—she had said it all. If he still disagreed, what more was there to say?

"He said I don’t trust him, but can’t he trust me just once?" Can’t she accomplish just one thing? Did he really feel so insecure about leaving the company in her hands?

Fear she would run away with the money?

"Madam, remember what the doctor said about wisdom leading to sorrow? Do you truly not understand what the young master is worried about?" One looked at her meaningfully.

Her body couldn’t handle such a heavy workload; did she really not know, or was it just an act?

"If it weren’t for all these events, the young master would gladly leave the company to you. He’s been working so hard to conceal this, merely to prevent you from overthinking," One explained.

But if she didn’t understand, then what was the point of all his efforts?

"I understand, but, One, what would you do if you were me?" Would you act like nothing happened, peacefully pretending to be happy while watching him silently bear everything?

"I could pretend to be ignorant about what happened before and not ask, but now with the Huo Family about to collapse, can you tell me I can just pretend I’m happy?"

She really couldn’t do it; her heart wasn’t big enough to be that forgiving.

"He and I are husband and wife. Although we never vowed before a priest, we have declared in public, in weal or woe, to never part," Ye Ranran said, her words strong and clear.

One always knew she was a bold woman; it was a pity the Huo Family and Jun Family had not cherished her before.

It was all fate.

When Ye Ranran arrived, Jun Mochan hadn’t left. He was just liaising with border contacts, while also instructing his people to investigate.

And the individuals related to the case.

Ye Ranran just sat beside him, quietly waiting for him to finish up.

These aspects alone had taken him an entire afternoon.

But this was just the beginning of the affair.

The Song Family was retaliating, Jun Mochan had cut off one of their limbs, they wanted to chop off a limb of the Jun Family in return.

No one conceded to the other.

After dealing with everything, Jun Mochan leaned back with his hand supporting his head, casting a bewitching glance at Ye Ranran, his eyes enchanting and alluring.

Ye Ranran sat upright and did not look into his eyes, trying to avoid being bewitched by him.

"Come here."

Thinking of his recent rage, Ye Ranran turned her head away: "I won’t."

Jun Mochan let out a wicked laugh: "You’ve learned to resist."

He crossed the room in a few steps and scooped Ye Ranran into his arms: "Did you know? Just now when you said that sentence, I really wanted to strangle you."

He cherished her deeply, yet she didn’t care for herself at all—how could he not be angry?

After his anger came helplessness.

"Then strangle me," Ye Ranran said, tilting her neck upward, "I’ll wait for you down below first."

Jun Mochan’s hand lingered on her neck before he leaned down and gently kissed her.

"At a time like this," Ye Ranran exclaimed, embarrassed and annoyed.

He still had time to be amorous when there were serious matters to attend to.

A lecher, a rascal!

"Who can blame me when my wife is so delectable?" Jun Mochan teased her to his heart’s content.