210: Chapter 210: Unmarried Man and Woman_1 210: Chapter 210: Unmarried Man and Woman_1 Those bright red lips rose slightly, her eyes calm and still, as if she had no care in the world.
Jun Mochan’s heart was hooked by her, itching to press her beneath him and shower her with love.
“Who said I was going by myself?
To clear any doubts, of course I need to bring my wife along.” Jun Mochan pulled Ye Ranran close and planted a delicate kiss on her shoulder.
A ripple finally appeared in Ye Ranran’s crystal clear eyes.
“Going with ?
Aren’t you afraid the other girl will get upset with you?”
“Why isn’t she worried about upsetting my wife?
After all, I’m a married man – naturally, my wife’s feelings co first.” Jun Mochan held Ye Ranran tightly.
Feeling the changes in him, Ye Ranran’s cheeks flushed.
“Jun Mochan, you’re a rascal.”
“Right now, I’m quite eager to play the rascal with you,” Jun Mochan murmured, his face buried in her hair.
Ye Ranran’s face turned beet red, she prodded him.
“Let go quickly.
The other girl is waiting for you.”
Her comnt irritated Jun Mochan.
“Are you pushing towards another woman, my lady?”
“Absolutely not.
We’re just taking her to the hospital.
We can continue when we get back.”
Oh, what did she just say?
Ye Ranran’s face was so red she could bleed.
She wished she could bite off her own tongue.
Why was she cursing herself for no reason?
Was that not a sign of unfulfilled desire?
“Continue when we get back, hm?
Very nice suggestion, my lady.” Jun Mochan finally let her go.
Was there still ti for explanations at this point?
Seeing Ye Ranran standing still, Jun Mochan took her hand.
“Lady, if you don’t want to move, should I take that as a sign of unfulfilled desire?”
“Let’s go.
Right now,” Ye Ranran hurriedly lifted her foot.
The more she explained, the worse it got.
So Ye Ranran decided to quit explaining.
Ever since she hung up the phone, Su Yu had been anxiously awaiting Jun Mochan’s arrival.
But forty minutes had passed, and the doorbell still hadn’t rung.
Just as she was debating whether to call Jun Mochan again, the doorbell finally rang.
Dragging her sickly body, she went to open the door.
“Han, you’re finally here.”
The smile on her face froze before it fully ford – the first person she saw wasn’t Jun Mochan, but Ye Ranran.
“I heard you’ve been having stomach problems, Director Su.
I’ve bought so dicine for you.
See if anything is useful,” Ye Ranran said, waving the plastic bag in her hand.
Su Yu looked rather pale, her tone rather hostile.
“Who asked you to co?”
“I asked her to co.
Do you have a problem with that?” A voice as serene as breezy moonlight emanated from behind Ye Ranran, and the tall figure of Jun Mochan appeared in Su Yu’s line of sight.
Ye Ranran looked at Jun Mochan with a reproachful face.
“See, I told you she wouldn’t welco , but you insisted that I co.”
“If it were just the two of us in the middle of the night, even if we do nothing, it will raise eyebrows.
Other people’s opinion does not matter to , but yours do.” Jun Mochan pulled Ye Ranran into his arms and whispered gently into her ear.
His words were neither too loud nor too soft – just loud enough for Su Yu to hear.
Su Yu swayed for a few monts before collapsing onto the floor.
“Oh, Director Su, are you okay?” Ye Ranran exclaid, but didn’t rush to help her.
She might have felt sorry for Su Yu, but she didn’t like her.
From the start, Jun Mochan had subtly and overtly rejected her.
Moreover, he was already taken.
If Su Yu still insisted on coming between them, frankly speaking, any setbacks she faced were of her own making.
“Let’s go check on her,” Ye Ranran said after a mont of hesitation, finally unable to resist running over to Su Yu who still hadn’t gotten up.
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