727: Chapter 724: What Are You Scared of_1 727: Chapter 724: What Are You Scared of_1 Hearing that sowhat familiar cool voice, Ye Ranran replied, “What business is it of yours, third son of the Song family?”
“Just caring about Ranran, but how could your husband bear to leave you alone, forcing you to read books to relieve your loneliness?”
“I’ve only heard of reading to enrich oneself, never of reading to relieve loneliness.
If the third son is lacking in education, I suggest you go back and study so more.
It’s okay if you embarrass yourself dostically, but it would be bad if you embarrassed yourself internationally,” Ye Ranran smiled lightly.
Her voice was soft, like the lody of a flute, beautiful to hear but piercingly sharp to the ears.
“I really don’t understand.
On such a winter day, instead of cuddling under the blankets, the lovers are reading books.
What does this suggest?” Song Ze continued to probe.
“Apart from thinking about so indecent things, what else does the third son think about?
Why not tell outright what you’re trying to do?”
She asked straightforwardly, in a style befitting of Ye Ranran.
“I just wanted to help alleviate Ranran’s loneliness.”
“Husband, could you co over here?” Ye Ranran called out to Jun Mochan in the study.
“Wife, what’s up?” Jun Mochan ca out.
“A rogue man appeared out of nowhere claiming he wants to help relieve my loneliness.” Holding her phone, Ye Ranran smiled sweetly at Jun Mochan.
Jun Mochan took her phone, put it to his ear and asked, “Who’s this?”
No one answered.
Jun Mochan asked again, but still no response.
He brought the phone in front of him, swiped the screen, and discovered that the call had been hung up.
“Who was it?” Jun Mochan pulled Ye Ranran into his arms, his head tilted downwards, locking her within his sphere of influence.
“Song Ze.”
Jun Mochan’s face darkened slightly at the persistent annoyance.
“What did he say?”
“Nothing much, just said he wanted to chat with and alleviate my loneliness.”
Jun Mochan lifted Ye Ranran’s chin, “It seems that I have neglected my wife, to the point where even outsiders can’t bear to see it.”
Ye Ranran fearlessly nodded, “Indeed, am I not waiting for Mr.
Jun’s love and care?”
“Rember what you said, my lady.
In a few days, I will definitely cherish you,” Jun Mochan held her, his voice seductively deep.
Ye Ranran suddenly felt as if she had stirred up trouble.
“Once you’re feeling better, let’s hold another wedding ceremony,” Jun Mochan suggested.
He regretted how the one in A City had turned out.
He wanted to give her an unforgettable mory, but it was unforgettable in a way he did not hope for.
“Isn’t that unnecessary?” Ye Ranran instinctively declined, “There’s no need for another one.
My grandfather has accepted , so there’s no need for all these superficial formalities.”
“No, I can’t let you be wronged.” He wanted to silence those gossipy tongues, making them incapable of saying a word.
“Who cares what others say?
Aren’t we happy, that’s all that matters?” Ye Ranran said calmly.
“Tell , what are you afraid of?” Jun Mochan looked deeply into her eyes, as if trying to see into her heart.
The smile on Ye Ranran’s face faded slowly, “Mo Han, I’ve been through two weddings.
I don’t want a third.”
How sacred is a wedding ceremony?
What kind of longing does it incite in a woman?
Once, she had yearned for the man of her dreams to make a lifeti promise to her in front of God and amidst the blessings of everyone.
Later, she hoped for a warm man to gently take her hand with his llow love in a church, accompanying her throughout her life.
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