1141: Chapter 1164: Calamity Face 1141: Chapter 1164: Calamity Face “Grandpa, I’m hungry; even if you want to scold , you have to wait until I’m full, right?” Ye Ranran rubbed her belly.
Thinking of her pregnancy, Jun’s eyes flashed with sympathy as he waved her off, “Fine, go and eat.”
Ye Ranran wanted to eat sweet rice balls, so the kitchen made two servings, one for her and one for Song Ze.
The two of them enjoyed their al imnsely, devouring the food as if they hadn’t eaten in days.
“I’m hungry, but why are you eating so fast?” Ye Ranran asked curiously while wiping her mouth.
“I was afraid you’d steal mine,” Song Ze pondered for a mont before replying.
Suddenly, Ye Ranran felt an urge to strangle him.
“Ungrateful brute, shouldn’t you be letting eat?” Ye Ranran lanted heartbrokenly.
“Is that so?
Oh, next ti I’ll let you eat.”
Still not happy, Ye Ranran expressed that her young heart was hurt.
She decided to call Jun Mochan to check how things were at his end, but the call didn’t go through.
So, she switched to calling Zhou Xian instead.
“Ah Xian, my husband is alright, isn’t he?” Without waiting for a response, Ye Ranran asked eagerly.
“No worries, he’s fine.”
The more he said that, the more uneasy Ye Ranran felt.
“Why then can’t I reach him through his phone?”
“Probably still dealing with those people; don’t worry, he’ll be ho soon,” Zhou Xian’s voice was clean and bright without a trace of impatience.
“Alright, I got it.” Ye Ranran felt sowhat relieved.
“Really, don’t overthink things; you can always turn to ,” Zhou Xian repeatedly assured.
They had gone through many hardships together; he knew it well.
So, even without Jun Mochan asking, Zhou Xian would take extra care of her.
After hanging up, Ye Ranran returned to her embroidery.
While she was halfway through, she received a call from the crew, reporting an incident and asking her to co over.
Song Ze insisted on going too, so Ye Ranran had no choice but to take him along.
The problem wasn’t severe; due to recent rains, a large patch of the costu got dirty, and the crew didn’t dare to wash it carelessly without consulting Ye Ranran.
“This really shouldn’t be washed recklessly,” Ye Ranran said after inspecting.
Fortunately, she had brought cleaning supplies.
Thus, she sat by the cara, began to clean the garnt.
Song Ze also carried a chair to sit beside her.
Because he was handso, he drew frequent looks from those nearby, and even one or two bold individuals ca up to tease him.
Song Ze was very uncomfortable, only moving closer to Ye Ranran.
“He’s my brother, don’t go too far,” seeing Song Ze’s face flush, Ye Ranran quickly ca forward to help him.
Song Ze was not shy; he was angry, and had he not pretended to be oblivious, he might have killed them with his stare.
A bunch of clueless won who’d normally never get close to him.
With Ye Ranran’s intervention, everyone dispersed.
Ye Ranran handed him the sleeve: “Here, take it, cover yourself.”
“…”
“Disaster face.” Seeing that Song Ze didn’t take it, Ye Ranran simply covered his face.
It was true that no woman could resist such a handso face.
Even for her, keeping him by her side had a lot to do with his good looks.
If he weren’t handso, she wouldn’t bother with him.
“You’ve worked hard, have so water,” Che Hao brought over a cup of water.
Ye Ranran was just about to take it when Song Ze quickly grabbed it and gulped it down.
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