Recognizing the familiar voice, Ye Ranran looked up in surprise and jumped to her feet as she saw Jun Mochan. "You, how could you be here?" she stuttered.
Jun Mochan pulled her into his arms, brushing away her tears with a gentle hand. "Why are you crying? Don't you know you can come to me with anything?" he asked.
"What use is it to find you? That shameless pair are sure they've got me boxed in," Ye Ranran responded, a deeply frustrated tone in her voice.
The magazine was already published, it was impossible to change it now.
No wonder Zhao Yue Li was so confident from the start. She must have planned this all along.
"Mrs. Jun, remember your husband is capable of anything. Plus, I won't let anyone who bullies you get away with it," he said.
Jun Mochan's tone was as gentle as ever, yet his face held an icy seriousness.
Ye Ranran knew how dominating and dangerous this man could be.
"What... what are you planning?" she asked.
