1004: Chapter 1028: The Despicable Who Will Stop at Nothing 1004: Chapter 1028: The Despicable Who Will Stop at Nothing “Third Brother told her not to rush, with that move they had won, and Jun Mochan would be half hers.”
But how could she not be anxious?
Having half also ant that there was a significant risk, and she didn’t believe her own brother could outwit Jun Mochan.
It wasn’t about boosting soone else’s morale and undermining her own; it was based on the results she’d seen in the last two days.
When Jun Mochan returned, the Fan Family’s boy wasn’t a match at all, and he kept leering at her.
“Although my Third Brother has never chased a girl, aren’t all n naturally gifted in that regard?
Plus, he’s quite handso.” In both looks and temperant, he didn’t fall short of the other.
Ye Ranran and he didn’t even have children yet, and besides, everyone is drawn to novelty and the thrill of the chase, making infidelity highly likely.
Moreover, in high society, cheating is nothing unusual; it’s abnormal these days not to have an affair.
“What’s there to worry about?
I have confidence in my wife.” As for Ye Ranran, with her single-minded foolishness, cheating?
Impossible.
“You really trust her that much?
How about we make a bet?
If you lose, you divorce her and marry , how’s that?” Song Yue’s eyes were seductive, like an enticing mandrake.
“No need.” Jun Mochan turned and walked away.
Song Yue hurried to follow up, “Why?
Don’t you have confidence in her?”
Jun Mochan didn’t even turn back, “You must not have listened to what I just said.
With certainty in my heart, what’s the point in betting?”
“You’re clearly afraid,” Song Yue persisted.
Jun Mochan finally stopped, his gaze sharper than the keenest blade, icy cold, “You can’t hide your little sches, just like no matter how beautiful your appearance is, it can’t cover up the ugliness of your soul.”
If he wagered with her, allowing her to hurt Ye Ranran again?
If he agreed to the bet, it would give her hope.
He knew this type of woman all too well; given the slightest hope, she would stop at nothing.
Excessively terrifying.
Ye Ranran was the exact opposite; she didn’t ask for much, she wasn’t greedy, she was unaccustod to plundering but to protecting.
Protecting all she had, as well as everything he owned.
Jun Mochan’s words were too sharp, piercing straight into Song Yue’s heart; no one had ever hurt her like this before.
“In your eyes, I’m that despicable person who would do anything?” In his eyes, was she so dirty?
Ye Ranran was the pure snow lotus from the heavenly mountains, untainted, right?
“Indeed,” Jun Mochan answered, blunt and decisive, without a mont’s hesitation.
Tears filled Song Yue’s eyes, her small face marred by sadness, “Yes, I like you, but I’ve never laid a hand on Ye Ranran.”
It would have been better for her not to ntion that.
As soon as she did, Jun Mochan’s expression darkened, his gaze heavy and foggy, “Never laid a hand?
Last October, in A City, a glass of iced water, do you rember?”
Panic flickered in Song Yue’s eyes, but she quickly regained composure, “Does a glass of iced water count as harming her?”
She knew that once Jun Mochan had done his investigation, denial was useless.
It was better to admit it frankly, to save so face.
“Indeed, a glass of iced water might not an much to most people, but Ranran is different.” Ye Ranran was sensitive to cold; she was already struggling to conceive, and a glass of iced water in the cold weather was undoubtedly adding insult to injury.
Ye Ranran had always been sensitive about not having children; hence, she took all kinds of dicinal diets and difficult traditional dicines without hesitation.
But it was an ailnt that had lingered for years, not sothing that a few months of treatnt could completely cure.
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