Having the stepmother at ho is too risky.
"My stepmother goes traveling every now and then, and she hasn’t gone anywhere for two months now, so I guess she’ll be leaving soon."
Her stepmother has no job and doesn’t fancy beautifying herself or playing cards to while away ti like the other high society ladies do; she occasionally goes out for a few rounds to breathe so fresh air.
Ye Ranran hadn’t expected this. Jun Mochan’s study is never locked when he is at ho, and the key is kept in the room.
After all, important docunts are encrypted, and there’s an alarm installed in the study; go ahead and try if you’ve got a death wish.
"Be careful not to get caught." Intelligence is secondary; life is what matters most.
Fan Rou doesn’t really care: "Don’t worry about , just wait and see soar."
"Alright, I’ll be waiting." Ye Ranran watches her with amusent.
"By the way, should we take the chance to ss with Song Yue?" Fan Rou is rubbing her hands together in anticipation.
Ye Ranran looks at her askance: "You just want to play a prank on your big sister, don’t you?"
Fan Rou blushingly responds: "Don’t expose now, I’m already embarrassed."
Ye Ranran’s mouth twitches: "It’s not impossible."
She was already considering it and quickly ca up with a good idea.
A birthday party, right? As the leading lady, the eldest Miss Fan naturally needs to steal the spotlight.
So the entrance is set: everyone is socializing on the first floor, munching on fruits and seeds, when the music starts, the stage rises, and there stands Fan i, basking in everyone’s attention.
At that mont, she is a princess.
But given Song Yue’s special status, Fan i would likely invite her to stand on stage with her.
"A stage, too, huh?" Ye Ranran’s mouth twitches.
That’s certainly extravagant.
Fan Rou nods: "Of course, my big sister is a singer, after all. If she doesn’t get on stage to sing a few songs, she wouldn’t be satisfied."
Ye Ranran’s mouth twitches even more fiercely. Is this pacing for a concert?
But this indeed provides an opportunity to implent her ideas.
As soon as Ye Ranran arrives and ets the fad matriarch of the Jun Family, everyone naturally gathers around her.
Ye Ranran maintains a smile and politeness throughout, with not a trace of impatience on her face.
Always talking amiably, like a gentle breeze, she makes people feel extrely comfortable.
Her grace and dignified presence make her stand out from the crowd. Her strong aura makes it easy for people to overlook her looks.
Seeing Ye Ranran transford, Fan Rou is astonished.
Watching her, Fan Rou finally understands why Ye Ranran has managed to hold her ground in the Jun Family. Her speech and actions are asured and graceful. Such a person is certainly fit to be the matriarch of the Jun Family.
"Yo, isn’t that Ranran?" Song Yue’s voice rises from outside the crowd.
Hearing this, everyone consciously makes way.
Everyone knows that the Song Family and the Jun Family have been at odds for a long ti, and Song Yue’s thoughts about Jun Mochan are no secret either.
Privately, everyone is gossiping and watching the excitent.
But publicly, everyone pretends to be unaware.
Now that they’ve t, the rivals’ enmity is palpable.
Song Yue brings over a glass of juice and offers it to Ye Ranran: "Have a drink?"
"I’m allergic." Ye Ranran smiles as she declines.
Song Yue also smiles politely: "Is that so? I saw you drinking it last ti."
"Really? Are you sure Miss Song didn’t see wrong?" Ye Ranran’s smile deepens, her eyes squinting into a line, her long eyelashes veiling the chill in her eyes.
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