"I’m not you. If I want to take her away, I naturally need her to willingly follow ." After all, he is a man of integrity.
Detecting the sarcasm in his words, Fu Rong’s expression grew even colder. Holding Ye Ranran, he left without hesitation.
Only when they were out of sight did Jun Mochan’s eyes reveal a darkness and chill.
"If you can’t bear it, why did you let him take her away?"
"Ranran didn’t want to leave." If she had been willing, how could he have kept her here?
Shen Yuzhe couldn’t understand what he was thinking and blurted out, "Then just take her by force. Once she rembers, she definitely won’t bla you."
She had already given her life to him; how could such a minor issue provoke resentnt?
"She still has half a month’s dication to take. Let’s wait awhile longer. Besides, don’t you think Fu Rong resembles soone?"
"Song Ze," Shen Yuzhe replied without hesitation.
It’s not the face but the aura that resembles him. When soone’s presence is so commanding, it often overshadows their appearance.
When he first t Fu Rong, he sensed sothing was off, but couldn’t pinpoint what it was.
It wasn’t until hearing the hypnotist’s words that he suddenly realized.
Jun Mochan was giving Ye Ranran half a month’s ti to finish her matters here, as a way to make up for her inner regrets.
What she wanted wasn’t seeing Fu Rong standing tall but Song Ze standing tall.
Sadly, it was no longer possible. That was Ye Ranran’s eternal regret—one that she could never overco no matter how hard she tried in this lifeti.
And Jun Mochan understood it all.
"What do you plan to do next?" Was he really going to just wait here, doing nothing?
"Just strengthen her emotional ties," Jun Mochan said as he headed toward the room.
Anyway, in half a month’s ti, whether she agreed or not, he was going to take her away.
Actually, he wasn’t as generous as they imagined. When he saw Fu Rong carrying her out, his hand had already reached for his gun.
But his rationality outweighed his impulses.
If temporary departure ant a better return, why wouldn’t he endure?
Fu Rong took Ye Ranran out of the hotel and, feeling uneasy, brought her to Tang Sheng’s place.
Tang Sheng gave her an injection, causing her to sleep more deeply. After confirming she wouldn’t hear anything, the two began to talk.
"How is she?" Fu Rong asked.
Tang Sheng checked her over briefly. "The chip is still in her; physically she’s fine. But it’s likely Jun Mochan has done sothing else, so it’d be best to find soone to check more thoroughly."
Though the conversation didn’t specify what kind of person to find, the two understood each other perfectly.
Fu Rong remained fearful and had her hypnotized again.
When he saw the terror in her eyes and her pale face, a renewed sense of fear welled up in his heart.
He feared she would disappear entirely, feared she would die like Wen Cai.
At that mont, he finally confird one thing—he couldn’t lose her.
So no matter what, he had to keep her by his side, whatever form that took.
When Ye Ranran woke up again, she gazed fixedly at Fu Rong. The dream she had just recalled had vanished from her mind.
Yet Jun Mochan’s words lingered in her head, constantly reminding her that what had happened today was not a dream.
How ironic. The person she had always loved turned out to be the one who deceived her the most. No, that was soone Wen Cai loved.
It wasn’t soone she loved.
Then why had she married Jun Mochan? Did she love Jun Mochan?
But she couldn’t recall a single spark, couldn’t find a trace of that heart-fluttering feeling.
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