The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1516: 1438: Delicate Thoughts
Chapter 1516: Chapter 1438: Delicate Thoughts
Jun Mochan remained silent. Except for the time right after the child was born, Ye Ranran hadn’t had much contact with him. Later, when she was undergoing rehab, even if she took care of the child, it was only for an hour or two during the day.
Most of the time, she avoided getting too close—not because she didn’t want to, but because she was restraining herself.
“This is going to take a while to explain… It’s mostly just feeding him, soothing him, like any other mother. Oh, right, are things okay on your side?”
The scene from earlier resurfaced in her mind, and Ye Ranran’s skin broke out in goosebumps again. She tilted her face slightly, and the light caught her eyes. Jun Mochan precisely captured the hint of unease reflected in her gaze.
“What happened?” he pressed.
Such a detailed mind.
Ye Ranran felt a surge of panic.
“There was just a small accident earlier, but it’s over now,” she replied.
She refused to elaborate, and Jun Mochan didn’t push her. But as soon as he hung up the call, he dialed Number Two.
Number Two explained the situation briefly, and a dangerous glint appeared in Jun Mochan’s eyes. “Give him a good beating first. Afterwards, find a way to lock him up inside and let him reform himself there.”
“Isn’t that a bit overly harsh?”
Jun Mochan shot him a meaningful glance without saying anything. Number Two felt a chill and trembled slightly. “Got it. I know what to do now.”
“Where were you just now?”
Was this an interrogation afterward? Number Two stammered as he confessed. Ye Ranran had been taking a shower earlier, and he didn’t dare get too close, so he had been waiting at a distance.
Who could have expected to turn around and have things unravel like that? Just as he was about to step in, Fu Rong showed up.
Hearing this, Jun Mochan felt a pang of jealousy. Not being there at that moment made him feel inconvenient—heroic rescues weren’t even his turn.
“And then what?”
“Then it was fine. Everything’s resolved?” Number Two said.
Jun Mochan gritted his teeth in annoyance. How could this guy be so dense?
“I meant, after that, nothing else happened between them?”
What could’ve happened? Nothing, right? Number Two was about to speak when he suddenly had a flash of insight and replied, “No, Fu Rong didn’t manage to touch Madam’s hand.”
Jun Mochan finally felt at ease. Heroic rescue or not—what did it matter if he couldn’t even touch her?
With such a twisted state of mind, Jun Mochan hung up the call.
Because of poor sleep, Ye Ranran’s complexion was noticeably pale, yet she still followed Fu Rong for the entire day.
After finishing the meeting, organizing everything, and ensuring the plans were implemented, the two finally started on their return journey.
Ye Ranran collapsed into the chair, wanting to sleep but unable to settle into true rest.
And so, they bumped along all the way back home.
“If there’s anything that needs editing in the speech draft, send it to my email. I’ll fix it after I wake up,” Ye Ranran tossed out casually before heading upstairs.
Fu Rong reached out, trying to grab her, but his hand only caught air.
This disaster relief trip helped the two of them recover a significant amount of public favor while simultaneously exposing Sun Yi’s extravagant lifestyle.
Luxury cars, designer bags, a life of decadence—and openly pursuing Fu Rong.
Soon after, Ye Ranran became a subject of online discussion as well. Compared to Sun Yi’s lavishness, Ye Ranran was much more low-key. Her car was worth only about two hundred thousand, her bags were inexpensive, and she carried them often.
This, combined with the disaster relief efforts, greatly enhanced her public image.
Of course, there were also people who accused her of putting on an act.
As public opinion hit its peak, the police department released the latest progress on the case: It had nothing to do with Ye Ranran—it was Sun Yi’s reckless speeding that caused her to hit a railing, rupture the fuel tank, and trigger the explosion.
Ye Ranran was completely unaware of all this; she was sound asleep.
It wasn’t until dinnertime, when Wen Li called her, that she finally woke up.