The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me Chapter 1232: 1155: Why It Became Serious

Chapter 1232: Chapter 1155: Why It Beca Serious

Having been seen through, Ye Ranran no longer tried to hide and nodded, “Yes, I have a friend, your smile slightly resembles his, but he was much more handso than you.”

Who in the world could rival Song Ze’s grace? Such an extraordinarily splendid man, forever frozen at his most handso age, never to grow old.

“Where is he now?” Shen Yuzhe took so interest.

“He’s dead.”

Shen Yuzhe was startled, then shrugged his shoulders and an apologetic look appeared in his bright eyes, “Sorry, I didn’t an to.”

“I know.”

“Was he very important to you?” After a mont’s thought, Shen Yuzhe asked again.

He must have been important, otherwise, why would she always rember that person through him?

“Not important.”

“Then why do you still think of him?” Shen Yuzhe was curious.

“Because I promised him to rember him, I’m afraid I’ll forget if I don’t keep thinking about it.” She was a forgetful person, and as ti passed, people and events gradually faded from her mory.

Happy, so happy, she had forgotten those who had suffered for her.

“So that’s how it is.” Shen Yuzhe understood, there was definitely a story there, but as an outsider, it wasn’t appropriate to ask too much.

Shen Yuzhe took out so dicine and picked up water, “Here, take the dicine, let’s proceed to the next step.”

There was a next step? Ye Ranran widened her eyes.

Jun Mochan had requested that Ye Ranran be detoxed in the shortest possible ti, so Shen Yuzhe did everything by the book to ensure she would quickly kick the habit.

But it didn’t seem to have much effect.

A week later, her condition appeared to have worsened.

That day, acupuncture was perford as scheduled, but as soon as the needle punctured her skin, Ye Ranran’s addiction flared, and she lay trembling on the floor, her legs twitching.

Jun Mochan embraced her, but she scratched his arm.

“I’ll tie her up, you go to the side.” Shen Yuzhe took out a rope from nearby.

Ye Ranran resisted, and Shen Yuzhe shouted to Jun Mochan standing beside, “Quick, grab her.”

Jun Mochan restrained Ye Ranran’s hands and feet, allowing Shen Yuzhe to tie her up.

Unable to move her limbs, Ye Ranran used her head to hit the wall.

Shen Yuzhe placed her back against a cabinet, securing her in reverse to prevent self-harm.

“If you have anything to say, let’s go outside.” Shen Yuzhe glanced at Ye Ranran.

Outside, he closed the door, and the two walked further away to prevent Ye Ranran from hearing them.

“What’s going on?” A cold light flashed in Jun Mochan’s eyes, “Why has it gotten worse?”

“I don’t know, give so ti to figure it out.”

Jun Mochan was agitated, “And how long do you need?”

“I’ll try to get you results within two days.”

“The sooner, the better.” Jun Mochan glanced inside.

Even if he could wait, Ye Ranran couldn’t; if there were no results within two days, he would have to think of another solution.

“Didn’t you catch the criminal? If you ask her, wouldn’t it be faster?” Shen Yuzhe pondered aloud.

Suddenly rembering sothing Song Yue had said, Jun Mochan took out his phone and called One, “Any movent there?”

“Nothing.”

“Have you been keeping watch? Has she t anyone?”

“Yes, I’ve been here. No, she just stays in her room, cos down for als, and then reads in her room.” One was exceptionally certain.

In frustration, Jun Mochan threw his phone.

This was truly cursed.

Seeing how things were going nowhere and not wanting to be implicated, Shen Yuzhe chose to ask nothing, pretending he saw nothing.