"Outco? You think by pushing like this you’ll get the result you want?" Ye Ranran’s lips curved slightly: "If you keep pushing, I’m afraid Xiao Qi will take a desperate path, and then you’ll end up with nothing."
In Ah Chuan’s eyes, nervousness indeed surfaced, but still, he said assertively: "I won’t allow such a thing to happen."
He wouldn’t let her seek death; he absolutely wouldn’t let her seek death either.
"When you push things to the extre, do you think she can find any hope to keep living after you’ve destroyed everything around her? Or do you think Luo Xuan can accept you with a clear conscience? Even if Luo Qi wouldn’t oppose, wouldn’t he?"
Youthful fervor, under impulse, anything could happen.
If Luo Qi loses Luo Xuan and no longer has Lin Yan, what hope does she have to keep living?
Or does he give her a child? Even if so, would she be willing to accept it?
"Not all love can be nded." Ye Ranran took another sip of pear juice: "Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many ex-boyfriends and ex-girlfriends."
nding a broken mirror presus that both sides still love each other; once one lets go, it’s impossible to nd again.
And since Luo Qi decided to give up on him, why should he persist?
Ah Chuan was lost in thought, muttering: "Do I really have no more chances?"
"Maybe in the future." Ye Ranran stood up; seeing him like this, she felt a little pity: "Actually, you could try accepting soone else; maybe you will find soone more suitable for you."
"There’s no one more suitable." Ah Chuan said softly, yet nobody heard his words.
In the following days, Ah Chuan started to secretly follow Luo Qi again; he watched her laugh, watched her intimacies with Lin Yan.
She seed truly happy, happier than at any ti she was with him.
Ah Chuan felt lancholy; he wondered, did he really make a mistake?
Ye Ranran sat on the balcony of the second floor, holding a pen and drawing on paper, her layered skirt rippling like water, spreading on the paper.
Just as she was about to continue drawing, One placed an iPad in front of her.
In the screen, the darkened bold news headline was especially eye-catching: Song Family’s bribery list exposed.
Ye Ranran had not looked closely when Fan Rou called her.
"Ranran, did you see today’s dostic news? The Song Family is collapsing." Fan Rou was very excited: "Young Master Jun is really impressive; he could even dig up such things—I idolize him."
"With so many fans of his, one more doesn’t make a difference, one less doesn’t matter." Ye Ranran teased her.
"Stop it, by the way, except for Song Yue and Song Jade, all others in the Song Family are getting arrested, did you know?"
Ye Ranran’s smile on her face stiffened slightly: "All getting arrested?"
"Yeah, but those two are the most dangerous. I guess it will take so ti before you can return, but don’t worry, it will be soon," Fan Rou comforted her.
Ye Ranran was sowhat absent-minded; no wonder Jun Mochan hadn’t called her these past two days, probably too busy to break away.
Most of the Song Family were to be arrested, but for sure there were still remnants of their power; a cornered dog would jump over a wall, let alone those people being much more vicious than dogs.
Ye Ranran was sowhat worried about Jun Mochan.
"Oh co on, Young Master Jun is so capable, he will definitely be fine, you don’t need to worry," Fan Rou comforted her.
"Yeah, I know." Ye Ranran forced a smile.
"I have sothing to do, and class later, so I’ll hang up first, we’ll chat later."
Ye Ranran was holding her phone, lost in thought when a sudden severe pain struck her chest; she nearly lost her footing as her vision blacked out.
"Madam." One supported her.
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