Chapter 1259: Chapter 1182: Unconditionally Trusting Him
He had beco the Jun Mochan she knew once again.
Ye Ranran stared intently at his face, suddenly realizing she no longer understood him.
She was sure he loved her, but she didn’t know if he loved only her.
Yes, he indeed loved her, but he never said he loved only her, let alone forever just her.
People change, naturally so does love.
Just like so people pledge at their weddings to support each other and never part, only to divorce later—forgetting those vows isn’t even the best outco, as not ending up enemies is already not bad.
If people could keep every promise they make, this world would only have loving couples, and there would be no such thing as divorce.
“Did you co to explain?” Ye Ranran asked.
Having just taken her dicine, the bitterness lingered in her throat, tinting her voice with a hint of bitterness too.
Jun Mochan didn’t speak, his smile rely fading from his face.
“Forget it, I’ve said even if you explain, I don’t want to hear it.” If he’s not here to explain, not here to be honest, then what is he here for?
To tell her he’s fallen for soone else, to let go? Or to tell her he wants the fortune of others?
“Ranran, if I ask you to trust unconditionally just this once, can you do it?” Jun Mochan gazed into her eyes.
The setting sun shone on him, casting a long shadow—possibly due to the brilliant light, Ye Ranran felt a sting in her eyes.
Is she willing? Ye Ranran asked herself; it seed she had no other choice but to agree.
Besides him, she seed unable to find warmth anywhere else in this world.
If she left him, she could live, but she would never find happiness or joy again.
Ye Ranran, placing your life in soone else’s hands is what you get from unreserved trust.
Fool once, sha on you; fool twice, sha on .
“Okay,” her eyes cast downward.
Jun Mochan looked at her in surprise, suddenly grasping her hand, “Really?”
She didn’t struggle, quietly nodding, “Really.”
“Thank you, Ranran,” Jun Mochan held her hand to his face, “You have to believe —I haven’t done anything to wrong you.”
No wrongs? Then what about before? Did he think that had not hurt her?
Ye Ranran laughed self-deprecatingly; she still had so concerns, perhaps she was just being petty.
“About today, I didn’t want that.” The unspoken second half from Jun Mochan was that he had to do it.
So, it was against his wishes, not deliberate.
At that mont, there were still clerks in the shop, and Ye Ranran, as the legitimate partner, was ignored and scolded by Jun Mochan.
It was more than just a slap to the face; it was a public humiliation.
Such an embarrassnt was unprecedented for Ye Ranran; even during her fiercest disputes with Ye Tianjiao, she had never been this humbled.
To say her heart bore no resentnt? Impossible. To say she didn’t feel angry? Also impossible.
Yet what could she do with her resentnt and anger?
She simply didn’t know what to do.
“I know.” Her eyelids remained lowered, she didn’t look at him.
She was afraid to reveal the anger and dissatisfaction in her eyes.
She was angry.
She was upset.
Jun Mochan gave a bitter smile, “If you feel uncomfortable, you can hit , yell at , just don’t keep it all inside.”
“Would hitting or yelling at you make any difference?” Ye Ranran suddenly lifted her head, flas of fury burning in her eyes.
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