The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 997 - 1023: So Cheap

Chapter 997: Chapter 1023: So Cheap

"You almost killed me, and a few days later you come asking why I saved you?" Does he have a problem? Thinks this is some sort of game?

Because of him, One is still bedridden, and yet he has the audacity to show up.

"Your subordinate is really impressive." His injuries had only just healed at the time, his reactions weren’t that quick, and he ended up laying in bed for several days.

"I almost lost my life too, so we’re even, aren’t we?" It was precisely because of this that he seemed to remember something.

Memories that didn’t seem like his own always jumped into his mind.

If they aren’t his memories, whose could they be?

In his dreams, the woman’s face was unclear, he called her "sister." As he struggled to guess who she might be, he suddenly remembered, Ye Ranran had once said he was her brother.

Out of the blue, why would she claim he was her brother?

He was obviously older than her, and they had no blood relation.

Wasn’t this taking advantage of him?

"Even? You brought that on yourself, you deserved it," Ye Ranran said with a sneer hiding beneath her smile.

"Think what you like, but if you don’t tell me, I wouldn’t mind giving you a taste of it too," Song Ze leaned slightly forward, locking eyes with Ye Ranran.

"Are you sick or something?" If he was sick, why not just get treatment instead of dragging her into his games?

"Perhaps," Song Ze said, looking at her playfully.

Ye Ranran couldn’t stand his gaze, she looked past him towards the door behind him, "Lost your mind, haven’t you? Pretend I was seduced by your charm then."

He didn’t remember, and Ye Ranran didn’t want to bring up the past. What was the use of bringing it up?

When he took action, all past favors were dissipated.

She and he were destined to be enemies.

Reality never gives one the time to sorrow or grieve because it’s so precious, precious enough that while you hesitate the enemy will have already made their move, then you’ll have to meet your maker.

So, it was what it was.

She and he merely crossed paths briefly in the journey of life, then stood opposite each other.

"Really?" Song Ze started loosening his tie, "It seems Jun Mochan hasn’t satisfied you, huh? How about I do the job?"

"It’s just admiration, no need for possession," Ye Ranran said, her eyes flickering with anger.

This man, running to her office in broad daylight to flirt with her, does he think she’s easy prey?

"No worries, I hope you take the opportunity, I don’t give just anyone this chance," Song Ze said as he took off his tie and began unbuttoning his shirt.

Ye Ranran couldn’t help but laugh in fury, "Who would’ve thought Song the Third would be so cheap, no, you must have never touched a woman? That desperate? Sadly, even if I were desperate, you wouldn’t be my choice."

Ye Ranran pulled out her wallet and threw five hundred yuan at him, "Get out, take a cab, head to the red-light district, it’s just thirty minutes away, five hundred yuan, enough for you to find a decent woman there, I’m not seeing you out."

Song Ze swore, it was the first time someone had thrown money at him, and it was a woman no less.

His eyes, cold and dangerous, "Do you know the consequences of doing this, Ranran?"

"You never planned to let me go anyway, why should I fear any consequences?" Ye Ranran scoffed, then pressed the intercom, "Call Number Three and Number Four in here."

She didn’t want to face Song Ze alone anymore, this man was simply too dangerous, like a massive ice block hanging over her head, ready to crash down at any moment.

Soon, Number Three and Number Four entered, each standing behind Ye Ranran, the epitome of grim and merciless.