In Shen Yuzhe’s view, this is just a rich person’s ailnt.
"Do you feel any better?" Jun Mochan asked.
"Not much different." She was already fine, it was just this person who insisted on giving her another injection, she thought it was completely unnecessary.
"Don’t get too emotionally upset in the future, watch your diet, avoid alcohol, and eat less spicy and sour foods." Shen Yuzhe advised.
"Was I emotionally upset?" Ye Ranran retorted?
Who upset her? No one upset her, right? Was he talking nonsense?
"You’ve never experienced this before, so why such a strong reaction this ti?" Jun Mochan didn’t understand.
"What did you rember?" Shen Yuzhe took the needle off, threw it in the trash can, and put the syringe in place.
Ye Ranran felt a little awkward. Could she say that she thought of new and old lovers? The question was, who was new and who was old?
If Fu Rong was the old, then would Jun Mochan be the new? Wouldn’t that imply she had sothing with Fu Rong?
Switch positions, does that an she changed her affections for Fu Rong?
The more she thought about it, the ssier it got.
"I rembered sothing from the past, once a mall I built exploded, she thought I was inside, and panicked." Jun Mochan briefly explained.
"It seed to have a big impact on her, then what else did you rember?" Shen Yuzhe asked again.
Jun Mochan also looked at Ye Ranran.
At that ti, she looked so painful, with her brows tightly furrowed, as if trapped in a nightmare.
"I thought of Fu Rong, I... should say Wen Cai loved him a lot, but I’m not Wen Cai, I’m Ye Ranran, and I don’t love Fu Rong, do you understand?" Ye Ranran babbled on.
Shen Yuzhe and Jun Mochan understood though.
She wanted to forget Fu Rong, but Wen Cai’s feelings were too strong, as were Ye Ranran’s own. In such a pull, she naturally fell into pain.
It’s like falling in love with two people, and struggling to choose who.
"Are you still in pain now?"
"No, I’m doing quite well now." Ye Ranran smiled, her face rosy, and she seed perfectly fine.
Shen Yuzhe wanted to ask more, but Jun Mochan interrupted him, "As long as you’re okay, let’s go ho."
"Okay." Ye Ranran quickly got off the bed, straightened her slightly ssy hair.
After this incident, Ye Ranran changed a bit, for example, her vague suspicions and resistance were gone.
She beca more attached to Jun Mochan, occasionally calling to check on him.
This was a change Jun Mochan was happy to see, and because of it, his subordinates also felt a spring-like warmth.
Everything was moving in a positive direction.
Early Sunday morning, Ye Ranran woke up. Jun Mochan was still asleep.
He looked very handso in his sleep, with no defenses on his chiseled face, his long eyelashes casting a small shadow on his cheeks, like pure innocence.
Ye Ranran was about to draw back her hand that was trying to wake him, she slowly sat up, just about to lift the quilt to get off.
Her soft waist was encircled by a strong arm, and the next second she was pulled back into the covers.
"Where’re you going?" Jun Mochan nuzzled her back.
"Getting up, it’s seven-thirty." Ye Ranran glanced at the clock on the wall.
"It’s Sunday." Jun Mochan said with his eyes closed.
"I know, didn’t we promise the baby we’d take him out to play this Sunday?" He wasn’t going to break his promise, was he?
"There’s no rush." Jun Mochan used his hands and feet to wrap around Ye Ranran, "Stay and sleep with a bit longer."
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