The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1510: 1432: The More One Tries to Clarify, the Worse It Becomes
Chapter 1510: Chapter 1432: The More One Tries to Clarify, the Worse It Becomes
“Brother, don’t!” Ye Ranran interrupted him sharply, not even wanting to listen to the rest of his words.
“Brother, you must never say things like that again. Those kinds of thoughts are better off buried deep inside you.”
“Why? I’m just trying to find another way out. What’s wrong with that?”
“Brother, being a fence-sitter might save your life for a moment, but when the new leader takes office, the second fire they kindle will surely burn them.”
First, they’ll deal with the enemy’s supporters; then, they’ll chop down the fence-sitters; and finally, they’ll settle accounts with anyone disloyal to them.
The three fires of a new leader’s tenure—all imperative and unavoidable.
“Life is a gamble, and we currently still have a 30% chance, at least. So, Brother, we must find a way to win this battle. We can’t lose.” There’s no room for failure.
“I was wrong,” Wen Li sighed. “But with what’s happened now, and the election looming, things are really unfavorable for Fu Rong. Tonight, both the eldest and second sons held banquets, and many people have attended.”
Some were still hesitating before, but after today’s incident, people have started taking sides. Even those who don’t dare to act openly have begun secretly seeking alliances.
Meanwhile, Fu Rong is trapped in this scandalous news. If he can’t find a way to extricate himself promptly, he’s effectively finished.
“I understand, Brother. We’re already investigating the cause. We’ll have results very soon, so don’t worry too much.” No matter what, she would protect them.
After Wen Li left, Ye Ranran took out a file from the drawer—a paternity test report between her and Wen Li’s father. She had originally planned to discuss it with him tonight, but for now, she decided against it.
The investigation results wouldn’t be available in two or three days, so Ye Ranran considered making up for the situation in other ways.
First, during the scorching summer, construction workers endure hardships. In addition to high-temperature subsidies, they could distribute refreshing herbal teas and watermelons, and provide convenient medical services for heatstroke cases.
Second, the summer season means frequent flooding. Beyond flood prevention measures, Ye Ranran and Fu Rong personally headed to the frontline themselves.
“I’ll probably be gone for three to four days. Keep an eye on hospital matters for me and report anything to me immediately,” Ye Ranran said to Lan Yu.
“Understood.”
The work involving the male secretary was something Fu Rong had arranged; it had nothing to do with her.
After tidying up some things, she left with Fu Rong.
She carried a medium-sized backpack, packed full to the brim.
“Give it to me.” Fu Rong took it from her.
Behind them, several large trucks followed, all loaded with disaster relief supplies.
These were the resources Ye Ranran had spent the past two days gathering.
Once she was seated in the car, Ye Ranran leaned her head against the seatback, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.
Fu Rong glanced at her. Today, she had applied very light makeup, but the pallor beneath still faintly showed, along with dark circles under her eyes.
During this entire time, she was the one who had worked the hardest—coordinating everywhere, rushing around tirelessly—all while ignoring the constant gossip outside.
But there was nothing he could do. At this critical juncture, the more he tried to explain, the worse it would seem. Apart from finding solid evidence to prove her innocence, there were no other solutions.
As the car jolted, Fu Rong, wanting her to sleep more comfortably, reached his hand around her neck, his large palm cradling the right side of her face, gently guiding her head toward his shoulder.
Just as he moved, Ye Ranran woke up. Realizing how close she had gotten to him, she instinctively shifted to the right.
“What are you trying to do?” She looked at him warily.
That guarded expression pricked at Fu Rong’s heart like a thorn. “I just noticed you weren’t sleeping well and wanted to make you more comfortable, that’s all.”