The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me-Chapter 2009 - 2431: Perks

"Reluctant? Xiao Cai, wasn’t this what you anticipated the most before?"

He did this merely to awaken her memories, why was she so resistant?

"That’s right, it’s what I looked forward to before, but you need to understand that when you add ’before’ in front of anticipation, everything changes."

Hasn’t he heard of the phrase ’The times are different, and so are the people’?

"I’m telling you, even if you die for me now, I won’t care, do you understand?" Ye Ranran was a bit hysterical.

Ye Ranran had always been elegant and poised, maintaining perfect composure no matter when or where.

Everyone said she was the most suitable person to stand by his side. Had she ever lost her composure like this in front of others?

Now Ye Ranran truly wanted nothing, she was completely giving it all up.

"You can act out as much as you want, but I won’t let you leave," Fu Rong said resolutely.

Whether she agreed or not, she could only stay here.

Ye Ranran fell onto the bed, her hair a bit disheveled.

Probably because she had shouted too loudly earlier, she was gasping for breath, her face a bit pale.

"Like I said, if you want to live a bit better, it’s best not to resist too much."

Ye Ranran felt a bit of despair; Fu Rong had completely cornered himself into a dead end, persisting in his own opinion no matter what was said.

"Leave, I don’t want to see you now."

Ye Ranran didn’t want to say another word to him; no matter what was said, he wouldn’t listen. So why waste any more words?

"I’m afraid that’s not possible. Starting tonight, I’m going to sleep with you."

"Aren’t you afraid I’ll kill you in the middle of the night?" Ye Ranran said fiercely.

He should know, she wasn’t exactly good-natured; such a thing was completely doable for her.

"If you can do it, you’re welcome to try, but if you fail, you’ll face my punishment too."

For him, dying at her hands would also be a form of release.

"I’ll work hard for that," Ye Ranran said softly.

She looked at him with a malicious gaze.

Fu Rong looked at her calmly, his gaze as if he were looking at a child throwing a tantrum.

Ye Ranran completely surrendered.

"As you wish." She wrapped herself in the blanket and lay on the bed.

It’s not that she wasn’t worried, but Fu Rong was now injured and couldn’t do anything to her.

Even if he was really that desperate, she’d dare to make him disabled.

"I can’t bathe now. You need to get up and bathe me." Fu Rong ordered as if it were a matter of course.

Ye Ranran sat up from the bed: "I’m not your maid. If you want a bath, find your maid, okay?"

With so many servants, there must be someone to serve him, as long as he asked, many would rush to him.

Why did it have to be her?

"I just want your help." How could he let another woman see his body?

Don’t even think about it.

Apart from her, no one else could have this privilege.

"Alright."

Ye Ranran got out of bed, pulling back the blanket.

She pushed Fu Rong to the bathroom, struggling to help him from the wheelchair.

Because her strength wasn’t enough, she let Fu Rong fall back into the wheelchair several times.

The wounds on his body tore open again.

"I think it’s better to have Tang Sheng take a look at it." Glancing at the wound on Fu Rong’s body, Ye Ranran walked out.

Fu Rong grabbed her wrist: "No, let’s bathe first."

Ye Ranran looked at him as if he were crazy: "Your wounds are like this and you still dare to touch water?"