CHAPTER 1518: CHAPTER 1440: SHE FINALLY GOT HER WISH

Now, she finally got what she wished for.

She pressed the call button.

"Where did you go?" came an anxious and helpless voice from the other end.

"Fu Rong, I am Ye Ranran, not Wen Cai." Ye Ranran said calmly, "I know everything now."

The other end was silent for a long time. Jun Mochan helped her fasten the seatbelt, "Ranran, it’s time to go."

Ye Ranran said no more. She hung up the phone, removed the card, and threw it into the trash bin.

All of Wen Cai’s past was abandoned at this moment.

As for the memories she couldn’t let go of, she would learn to forget them.

The seat was for two people. After Ye Ranran tossed the phone card away, his hand wrapped around her, his head resting on her shoulder, "Ranran?"

"Hmm."

"Ranran?"

"Hmm?"

"Ranran?"

"What is it?" Ye Ranran was getting impatient.

"Nothing, just wanted to call you,"

Ye Ranran rolled her eyes, ignoring him.

"Is your illness better?" Jun Mochan toyed with her fingers.

This person was acting like a child. Ye Ranran nudged his head, "It’s better. I finished the last dose of medicine Tang Sheng gave, so it should be completely cured."

Yesterday was the last time.

"Go back and let Shen Yuzhe take a look at you."

"Hmm."

Jun Mochan still clung to her, his hand tightly wrapped around her waist. He held her too tightly, making Ye Ranran uncomfortable, "Sit up properly."

"You’re my wife," Jun Mochan reminded her.

From this moment on, she had to get used to him, but he still relaxed a little.

"Ranran, are you tired? Sleep in my arms for a while." After a moment, Jun Mochan sat up properly and pulled Ye Ranran into his embrace.

His embrace was broad and smelled of fabric softener rather than cologne. The warm temperature spread through her entire body via his arms.

It inexplicably made her feel at ease.

Her always drifting heart seemed to find a home at this moment. Ye Ranran closed her eyes.

She thought she might really be able to rely on him, so she slowly reached out her hand and placed it on his waist.

Jun Mochan was so happy he could practically fly. If he wasn’t afraid of scaring her, he’d have loved to hug and nibble on her.

Meanwhile, after Ye Ranran hung up the phone, Fu Rong realized and dialed again, but it already turned off. The cold female voice repeated over and over.

He threw his phone in anger and was about to give chase.

Lan Yu and the male secretary held him back.

It was a crucial moment in the election, and leaving would mean all previous efforts were wasted.

Fu Rong sat with a cold face. Did she think everything would be fine if she escaped? He’d find her sooner or later.

...

The plane landed steadily at City B airport, where Old Mr. Jun, Father Huo, Mother Huo, and little Jun were waiting early.

When Jun Mochan appeared with Ye Ranran, little Jun was the first to rush over.

"Daddy." He hugged Jun Mochan’s leg.

Jun Mochan picked him up, "Baby."

He whispered something into little Jun’s ear, and little Jun immediately reached out to Ye Ranran, "Mommy, hug."

Ye Ranran stiffly accepted him, a soft little bundle that left her at a loss.

Little Jun’s hand naturally wrapped around her neck, finding a comfortable position and leaning on her.

Afraid her hands couldn’t bear it, Jun Mochan took him back after two minutes.

"This is dad, this is mom, and this is grandpa." Jun Mochan introduced his family to Ye Ranran.