1140: Chapter 1163: Whose Side to Stand On 1140: Chapter 1163: Whose Side to Stand On A golden thread that didn’t seem to reveal much, yet Song Ze still nodded, “It looks beautiful, very beautiful.”
“You’re just trying to flatter .” He didn’t even know what looked good and what didn’t, yet he said it looked good.
“What are you doing, Sister?” Song Ze asked with a face full of curiosity.
See, I didn’t say anything, did I?
Ye Ranran looked at him with an ‘obviously’ look in her eyes, “I’m embroidering a dragon, a golden dragon.”
“Sister, you’re so skilled, able to embroider a dragon.”
Ye Ranran lifted her chin slightly, “Of course, my needlework is learned from Aunt Bao.
Her mother was an embroideress, and she knows how to do it too.
I just learned a bit from her when I was bored…
But forget it, no point talking to you about this, you don’t even recognize the people I’m talking about.”
Aunt Bao went back later, and she had given her so money.
She also called a few tis afterward, but Aunt Bao couldn’t answer because she was sick.
Over ti, she didn’t feel like calling anymore.
“No ordinary person can do this, right?” Seeing that Ye Ranran seed a bit down, Song Ze made conversation, “Yeah, when I wear this outfit to an international competition, I’m sure I’ll be unbeatable.”
Song Ze nodded repeatedly by her side.
Ye Ranran felt she must be crazy to have such a good ti chatting with a fool.
It wasn’t that she looked down on him, but, after all, he didn’t understand what she was saying.
He probably thought she was a fool too, how embarrassing.
“Hungry?” Ye Ranran set down the clothes in her hand.
In his eyes, it must be her who was hungry, right?
But Song Ze didn’t call her out on it; he nodded and stood up first, then helped her up.
“My stomach isn’t even big yet, no need to help up right now,” Ye Ranran felt embarrassed again.
Ever since Song Ze saw on TV that pregnant won needed assistance, he liked to help her every day.
He would assist her wherever she went.
She still rembered the weird look he had when he saw that on TV, and then his gaze moved from the screen to her stomach, staring at it without blinking.
The way he looked at her really made Ye Ranran’s skin crawl.
After that, his behavior beca so odd, he wouldn’t listen to whatever she said.
In the end, Ye Ranran just went along with him, but occasionally, she still felt like she was a handicapped person, a first-class one at that.
Downstairs, Mr.
Jun watched the news, which drew Ye Ranran’s attention.
“Breaking news: J.C Group is suspected of tax evasion… The relevant responsible person has been suspended and is under investigation.”
Even with prior ntal preparation, upon seeing such news, Ye Ranran’s face still turned pale.
Mr.
Jun’s murky eyes stared intently at Song Ze, as if trying to bore a hole into his face.
Song Ze, scared, hid behind Ye Ranran.
“Grandfather, it has nothing to do with him,” Ye Ranran sighed.
“How do you know he’s not colluding inside and out?
Is this preditated?” This matter was done by the Song Family, how could Song Ze be unrelated?
“Song Family is Song Family; right now, he is just Ah Ze.” Not Song Family’s Ah Ze.
“Whose side are you on, after all?” Mr.
Jun was a bit angry.
“Of course, I’m on Grandfather’s side, but I also distinguish right from wrong.
Even if his last na is Song, this matter has nothing to do with him.” Blaming Song Ze was of no use.
To put it bluntly, even if they killed him, it wouldn’t solve anything; J.C would still be investigated, and Jun Mochan still couldn’t return.
So what was the use of blaming Song Ze?
Naturally, Mr.
Jun understood this, but seeing soone from the Song Family annoyed him, and he couldn’t help but say a few words.
He didn’t expect her to protect Song Ze so much, which made him even angrier.
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