Many times, she was docile and easy to get along with, making her comfortable to be around.
"Okay, then I'll help you pack up."
When Jun Mochan returned, Ye Ranran was helping Ye's mother pack her things. He furrowed his brows and pulled her over, "What are you doing?"
"Didn't you see? I'm helping mom pack her clothes, she's being discharged this afternoon." Ye Ranran answered casually.
"Those things don't require your effort; let the nursing staff do it. Mom, haven't I told you that Ranran isn't very healthy? From now on...."
"It was my idea, and it has nothing to do with mom. It's just some light work; it's no trouble." Ye Ranran quickly interrupted Jun Mochan.
"Do I really need to keep my eyes on you all the time?" Jun Mochan was somewhat displeased.
Ye Ranran raised her hands in surrender, "You're the handsome one; you make the rules, okay?"
