Chapter 1737: Chapter 2159: Suicide to Atone
What he touched was a cold surface, and sothing felt off. When did his sheets beco so rough?
Jun Mochan sat up and found himself on the floor.
Fragnts of last night gradually returned to his mind, and he felt a bit annoyed. He hadn’t drunk in a long ti, and his tolerance was declining rapidly.
He hadn’t drunk much yesterday, just a bottle of red wine, and yet he was drunk.
Jun Mochan tapped his head and walked towards the bathroom.
The sound of running water woke up Ye Ranran. Normally, she wouldn’t care, but today she sat up imdiately.
She wasn’t fully awake yet, so she sat on the bed with her eyes closed, her head drooping, and her hair falling down, making her already fair face appear even paler.
Jun Mochan ca out of the bathroom and, seeing Ye Ranran like this, found it strange, “Why not keep sleeping if you’re not well-rested?”
Ye Ranran imdiately opened her eyes; still not fully awake, her gaze was misty, like covered by a layer of fog, very attractive.
“You have the nerve to talk.” Ye Ranran sneered coldly, “Tell honestly, where did you go fooling around last night? With whom?”
She never questioned his whereabouts because she trusted him. So last night, when he went out, she didn’t mind.
But then he ca back drunk, and she couldn’t help but care.
“I didn’t fool around, just t a friend to talk about personal stuff.” Jun Mochan didn’t want her to know he went to Huo Yi.
Otherwise, she would definitely laugh at him.
“Hahaha, I’d rather believe there are ghosts in this world than believe what you n say. Saying personal stuff—are you indirectly telling I’m not gentle enough, not considerate enough, or don’t understand you enough? So you need a close female friend outside?”
“And then, while getting closer, my head ends up with a green hat, right?”
Jun Mochan realized won could be deadly unreasonable.
He hurriedly explained, “No, I just went out for a drink, did nothing, I was alone.”
“Just now you had company, and now you’re alone? Are you lying without even preparing a draft?” Tears gathered in Ye Ranran’s eyes, “You must have shifted your affection and still said you love the most, you’ll only love in this life, all lies.”
Jun Mochan clumsily helped her wipe away tears, “Why are you crying? I didn’t lie to you, I only love you, I swear to God, really.”
“Load of crap, I almost believed you. Going drinking behind my back, getting drunk—who are you heartbroken over?” Ye Ranran hit him.
Jun Mochan found his eloquence useless in front of Ye Ranran. He closed his eyes and said with determination, “I went to drink with my big brother last night.”
“Why drag Big Brother into this now?” Ye Ranran still didn’t believe him, “Hurry and tell , who is that vixen? I’ll get rid of her.”
Dare to flirt with her husband, must be tired of living; if she doesn’t eradicate her, she’s not Ye Ranran.
Jun Mochan, who was initially anxious, couldn’t help but laugh when Ye Ranran said this, “If there really is a vixen, can you eliminate her?”
“Nonsense, I’d first make her a public disgrace, despised by everyone, make her unable to live, force her to commit suicide to make ands.” Ye Ranran replied without a second thought.
“There is no vixen.” Jun Mochan helped her dry her tears, “I told you last night I went drinking with Big Brother. I was urging him to find a sister-in-law, things aren’t as you think.”
Ye Ranran was half-convinced, “Then why did you get so drunk?”
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