871: Chapter 868: Long-Preditated Plan 871: Chapter 868: Long-Preditated Plan Identifying a fingerprint doesn’t take much ti, but investigating can take much longer, especially when the other party has been very secretive.
“Are you saying soone did this on purpose?” Ye Ranran’s heart turned cold.
A few months ago, before she had returned and even before she had been involved in all these troubles, had soone already been planning to harm her?
“Yes.”
The simple monosyllable answered Ye Ranran’s question.
Ye Ranran’s face could not hide her panic, if that was the case, then what else had those people planned?
“Don’t be afraid, I’m here,” Jun Mochan tightened his grip on her hand.
The warmth of his palm gradually ward Ye Ranran’s ice-cold hand.
She grasped his hand in return and, seeing that he was driving, quickly let go, “You better focus on driving, don’t get distracted.”
“Yes,” knowing she had psychological shadows, Jun Mochan let go of her hand.
Ye Ranran kept her gaze fixed ahead, her nerves taut.
Having been through two incidents, it was impossible for her not to have so psychological shadows.
Especially since it was Jun Mochan driving, her hand involuntarily rested on the safety buckle, ready to unbuckle it and throw herself towards Jun Mochan at any sign of trouble.
It wasn’t until the car stopped that she finally relaxed, touching her forehead to find it covered in cold sweat.
“Don’t be scared, it’s alright,” Jun Mochan gently embraced her.
Feeling his warmth, inhaling his scent, Ye Ranran’s anxious heart cald down.
She wasn’t one for sentintal words and, blushing, stepped out of his embrace, “I’m fine.”
“The person is on the second floor, let’s go up,” it was inconvenient to talk outside.
This was a small Western-style house in the city, not as luxurious as a mansion but still a detached property.
The doorman must have been instructed in advance and opened the gate as soon as Jun Mochan gave his na.
Ye Ranran and Jun Mochan went in together.
“I’m going to the second floor, you wait for here,” Jun Mochan was always like this, unless he wanted her to know, otherwise, he would never reveal a thing.
Ye Ranran knew this, she wanted to know too, but since he had said as much, even if she asked, he wouldn’t agree; all she could do was nod.
Ye Ranran, alone on the ground floor, surveyed her surroundings without a sound.
In front of her was a liquor cabinet, filled with bottles that, under the illumination of the lights, shimred in a kaleidoscope of colors.
One of the bottles contained snake wine, with a thick-bodied snake preserved inside, its eyes still open, emanating a faint glow.
Ye Ranran couldn’t help but look away to sothing else.
Before she could take a closer look, Jun Mochan ca down from upstairs.
“Did you get what you wanted?” Ye Ranran asked.
“I got it, let’s go.”
Ye Ranran wanted to ask more, but seeing his stern face and that he wasn’t in a good mood, she stopped herself.
Back at ho, Jun Mochan coddled Ye Ranran until she fell into a deep sleep, and only then did he take out that stack of docunts.
There wasn’t much on them, just a person sneaking into the villa to leave a cup of ice water.
It seed like a harmless prank, but finding out that Song Yue was the person behind it, he knew it was definitely not that simple.
Indeed, it was at the Wen Family where she had first seen him, she had already sought out Ye Ranran by then.
And this young woman was completely unaware.
Jun Mochan was alard at himself for unwittingly bringing her into danger once again.
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