CHAPTER 1550: CHAPTER 1772: LETTING THE WORD SPREAD AROUND

In the end, Fan Rou still sat next to Ye Ranran.

After dinner, Fan Rou and Ye Ranran went for a walk together.

"Ranran, you still can’t remember anything?" Fan Rou asked, looking at her with a conflicted expression.

The Jun family was overwhelmingly powerful, Jun Mochan held significant authority, and the Huo Family had military control; the Fan Family sensed danger and began seeking external support.

How should she tell her?

"A little bit, don’t worry, I’ll remember gradually." Ye Ranran thought she was worried about her and said with a gentle smile.

"By the way, did you know the Princess of W Country is coming to visit?"

"What is the princess coming here for? To play? Wouldn’t it be enough to have someone host her?"

"The royal family of W Country has some political power, so the princess also has some authority. Her visit might be to choose a suitor," Fan Rou said, half-truthfully.

Jun Mochan had never told her about these matters, and Ye Ranran, having just returned, hadn’t been paying attention.

"Can’t she choose within her own country? Does she need to go abroad to find a husband? That seems unnecessary."

"She can visit."

The Fan Family planned to make such moves; considering domestic options was not feasible, so they intended to expand internationally. Although W Country was somewhat weaker than Country Z, the difference wasn’t too significant.

If they managed to secure an alliance, preserving the Fan Family wouldn’t be an issue, regardless of other outcomes.

Fan Er wasn’t married yet.

Trying their luck, if the princess was to be so mistaken, she might actually take a liking to him.

"Rourou, are you telling me all this to inform me about something?"

"Just hoping you’ll remember quicker." There’s still a month before the princess’s visit, if she really can’t remember by then, she’ll tell her.

Actually, it shouldn’t be her concern, right? Isn’t there still Jun Mochan?

"By the way, I’m taking the students on a field trip next week, do you want to join us?" Fan Rou remembered Ye Ranran had mentioned wanting to go along.

"Sure thing." Ye Ranran thought she didn’t have much else to do, and wandering around wouldn’t be a bad thing.

Considering Jun Mochan’s current demeanor, he didn’t seem to have plans of arranging work for her.

Better to go and wander, she realized she hadn’t rested in a long time.

"Ranran." Behind her came Jun Mochan’s voice.

Ye Ranran turned her head, seeing a big and small figure standing not far from her, the streetlight stretching their shadows, different in height, yet their gaze filled with tenderness as they looked at her.

"My husband called me to go back." Ye Ranran waved to Fan Rou, walked two steps, and then turned back: "By the way, do you need me to take you home?"

"No need, seeing you both so happy is quite distracting, go on, go on."

"You can also find happiness." Ye Ranran stepped forward and hugged her.

She briskly walked over, taking Jun Xiaobao’s hand; the family of three walked forward at a leisure pace.

Looking at their backs, Fan Rou’s eyes felt a bit warm. How wonderful, Jun Mochan was no longer alone, and Ye Ranran was no longer suffering.

Once home, as soon as they entered the room, Ye Ranran threw herself onto the bed.

"Are you very tired?" Jun Mochan sat beside her, his hand lingering on her back.

Ye Ranran quickly flipped over: "It’s just that my feet are a bit tired from walking."

Today she wore ten-centimeter high heels and walked with them all afternoon; claiming to feel nothing would be misleading.

"Shall I massage them for you?" Jun Mochan grabbed her thigh and placed her foot on his knee.

"No, I’ll shower first." Ye Ranran hurriedly pushed him away and ran to the bathroom.