After all, they were real brothers, and even though Jun Mochan did not favor him, the blood relation couldn't be changed.
"I will go with you." Ye Ranran looked at him earnestly.
"No, you should rest well at home."
"Rest for what? The doctors said I just caught a chill, nothing serious." Ye Ranran strongly expressed her dissatisfaction.
"Ranran," Jun Mochan's eyes held anger.
Ye Ranran looked at him pleadingly, her arms wrapped around his waist, her head against his chest. "I don't want to stay at home alone. Please take me with you? I swear, I will behave."
Jun Mochan naturally hugged her back. "Behave? Since when has my wife ever behaved?"
"When have I not behaved?" Ye Ranran was unhappy, not accepting this slander.
"Then will you please behave and stay at home now?" Jun Mochan tucked her stray hair behind her ear.
