In the middle of the night, Xia Shi intended to knock on Jun Mochan's door.
Now that Huo's mother was backing her, even if Jun Mochan no longer liked her, he wouldn't dare do anything to her.
"Don't hide." Jun Mochan's voice suddenly resounded in the room.
"The bride-to-be that your mom arranged for you is right outside the door." Ranran reached out and held onto Jun Mochan's shoulder.
Jun Mochan's face was seductive, making him all the more captivating.
"I already have a daughter-in-law, and having you is enough," he said.
The next morning,
She purposely wore a collarless knitted sweater, a hint of a purple bruise still visible on her neck.
Donning a wig and applying a bit of make-up, she was absolutely captivating, yet emanating a sort of innocence.
By the time Ranran woke up, Jun Mochan had already left.
In the living room, only Xu Zi remained.
Seeing the blush of Ranran's cheeks, a glint of jealousy flashed in Xu Zi's eyes.