The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me-Chapter 1998 - 2420: Going Somewhere

He held on tightly, not leaving any gaps, so Ye Ranran couldn’t even break free.

She could only go along with him.

"It’s hard to walk like this, why don’t I push..."

Before she could finish speaking, Fu Rong grabbed Ye Ranran’s arm, pulling her forcefully, and Ye Ranran fell onto Fu Rong’s lap.

Fu Rong’s hands tightly wrapped around Ye Ranran’s waist, like two vines.

Ye Ranran struggled, and Fu Rong grunted.

Ye Ranran dared not move anymore, but her face was very serious: "Let me go."

"No," Fu Rong held her even tighter.

Ye Ranran elbowed backward: "Or I won’t be polite."

Fu Rong brought his mouth to her ear and breathed: "I’d like to see how you plan to be impolite to me."

Ye Ranran’s hand was restrained by Fu Rong, and she stomped hard on his foot.

Fu Rong probably felt the pain and let her go.

Ye Ranran pushed her messy hair back, glaring at Fu Rong: "What are you doing?"

"I just wanted you to get used to me first, why did Xiao Cai have such a big reaction?" Besides, isn’t this what she always wanted?

Now that he really held her, why was she not happy?

"I think you should respect me a bit. If you can’t even do that, I don’t think there’s anything for us to talk about." After saying that, Ye Ranran turned and left.

She first ran downstairs, but there were people guarding the door, and before she got close, those two "gatekeepers" blocked her.

Ye Ranran then ran upstairs and encountered Fu Rong going out at the stairway.

Fu Rong stood like a wall, blocking Ye Ranran’s path.

"If you’re mad about what happened just now, I apologize." Fu Rong looked calmly at Ye Ranran.

There wasn’t any unfairness on his face, and his gaze carried tension, with thin lips lightly pressed together. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Ye Ranran looked at Fu Rong strangely; such a calm Fu Rong was very rare.

Before, he was either icy cold or full of anger.

"You’re apologizing to me?" She was so shocked that Ye Ranran forgot to be angry.

"Yeah, you’re not angry now, are you?" Nervously, Fu Rong tightly grasped the chair, veins bulging.

"It’s not like I will forgive you every time you make a mistake, nor can every mistake be made up for."

This very simple truth, he couldn’t possibly not understand.

"I know, I was impulsive just now. Next time, I absolutely won’t touch you without your consent." Fu Rong promised her.

Since Fu Rong promised this, there wasn’t much more Ye Ranran could say. Although she was still angry inside, she didn’t want Fu Rong to have to coax her.

Thinking that she would leave in a couple of days, she decided not to mind so much.

"Alright." Ye Ranran nodded, considering it as forgiving him.

Fu Rong stepped forward, grabbing Ye Ranran’s hand, and Ye Ranran let him hold it.

They led her to the living room, where several people were already waiting.

Seeing him, everyone lowered their heads and greeted him.

"Bring up what I asked for." Fu Rong said.

He had someone push him to the sofa beside her, and Ye Ranran, following his intention, sat on the sofa.

Her gaze swept over the standing individuals; pinned to their chests were name badges with their names on them.

Judging by the looks of it, they should be employees of some store, just not sure which store.

Soon enough, Ye Ranran found out because they pushed in a row of wedding dresses.

Ye Ranran’s expression immediately became serious, still holding onto a sliver of hope in her heart, hoping it wasn’t as she thought.