738: Chapter 735: It has Nothing to do with Him_1 738: Chapter 735: It has Nothing to do with Him_1 Grandpa Jun was sitting in the living room, his clouded eyes glinting as he watched the two of them in their disarray.
“What happened?” he asked.
“It’s nothing, Grandpa.
Ranran is a little injured.
I’m taking her to her room,” Jun Mochan didn’t want to elaborate much.
Grandpa Jun quickly followed, “Injured?
Wasn’t she perfectly well?
And you were with her.
How did she get injured?”
You can’t even protect your own wife, what kind of man are you?
“It was my fault,” Jun Mochan’s voice carried a tone of self-reproach.
He shouldn’t have left Ye Ranran alone; then none of this would have happened.
“Grandpa, don’t bla him.
It’s my fault,” Ye Ranran defended Jun Mochan.
Seeing Ye Ranran’s unsettlingly pale face, Jun Grandpa waved his hand, “Forget it, go upstairs.
I’ll call the doctor over imdiately.”
Ye Ranran’s hand injury flared up again and she ended up having to go to the hospital.
“Don’t you want your hand anymore?
Didn’t I tell you not to move it carelessly?” The doctor cursed as he helped Ye Ranran set the bone.
Ye Ranran hung her head, like a child who has done sothing wrong, attentively listening to the scolding.
“And you.
Aren’t you her husband?
Why can’t you keep a better eye on her?” After scolding Ye Ranran, the doctor started scolding Jun Mochan.
Jun Mochan kept apologizing.
“Enough, it’s my fault.
He’s not to bla,” Ye Ranran didn’t want to see Jun Mochan bowing his noble head.
It was her own recklessness, her own thoughtlessness.
How did it involve him?
He had been constantly cleaning up her ss!
“So protective of him,” the doctor huffed.
“Before the pain subsides, do not move it.
And rember to apply the dication on ti.
Co back in three days for a check-up,” he added.
Hearing that she didn’t need to be admitted, Ye Ranran was delighted.
Just when she was about to thank the doctor, Jun Mochan lifted her into his arms and nodded at the doctor, saying, “Understood.”
Ye Ranran conveniently buried her head in Jun Mochan’s chest, pretending to know nothing.
Over the next few days, Ye Ranran lived a life where everything was ready at hand, from clothes to food.
The days were peaceful and beautiful.
“How does it feel today?” That day, Jun Mochan, as usual, gently touched Ye Ranran’s hand.
Ye Ranran tried to move it, but Jun Mochan imdiately stopped her, “What are you doing?”
Ye Ranran laughed at his panicked look, “Didn’t you ask if I was okay?
So naturally, I was trying to move it.”
“Don’t move, don’t move at all.” Jun Mochan was extrely anxious.
He had lost his usual composure, thrown off guard.
Ye Ranran smiled gently, “It’s okay, it doesn’t hurt anymore.”
“Let’s go to the hospital tomorrow to check,” Jun Mochan was still not at ease.
“Sure, we still have one more day, don’t we?
Mr.
Jun, you’ve been neglecting your work for so many days, shouldn’t you focus on it now?
If I rember correctly, isn’t the stock market of J.C still fluctuating?”
Him spending everyday with her is not the solution.
“If you go bankrupt soday, I will definitely remarry.” Ye Ranran said very seriously.
“I didn’t realize, my wife is quite the money-minded person.”
“It’s not too late to find out now.”
Knowing that she was worried about him, Jun Mochan didn’t reveal her pretense, “Can you manage alone here?”
“Why wouldn’t I be able to?” It was just that she couldn’t move one hand, she hadn’t broken it.
“How about you stay with in the study room?” Jun Mochan was still not quite reassured.
What if soone cos to cause trouble again?
“At present, there’re only the three of us at ho.
If you can’t even trust this, should I not step out in the future?” Ye Ranran laughed.
Jun Mochan carefully considered and thought it did make sense.
The Jun mansion was the safest place.
If it wasn’t safe here, then there really was nowhere safe left.
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