The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me-Chapter 2011 - 2433: Schemes

Jun Mochan still believed in Ye Ranran in his heart.

No matter what, she wouldn’t betray him. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

And all of this was Fu Rong’s scheme.

He wanted to break them apart and take advantage of the situation.

After figuring this out, he felt much clearer, his mind quickly calming down.

"She’s in the shower now, can’t talk." Fu Rong quickly hung up the phone.

At this moment, Ye Ranran came in from outside with Tang Sheng.

The bandages on Fu Rong’s body were stained with blood again.

Moreover, because Fu Rong had hung up the phone with too much force, he didn’t pay attention to the wound, and it had torn even more seriously.

"Do you not care about your life?" Tang Sheng scoffed, "If this continues, I won’t be able to save you."

The wound was splitting open, severely, and with each reopening, the pain intensified.

Does he not feel the pain at all?

Fu Rong didn’t speak, just looked intensely at Ye Ranran, hoping to see a trace of worry or concern in her eyes.

But there was none; her gaze was so calm it frightened him.

There wasn’t a ripple inside, as if her heart was tightly shut, not leaving a single gap.

Fu Rong was horrified to realize a fact, perhaps Ye Ranran had really let go of him.

She truly didn’t care about him at all.

No, he absolutely wouldn’t allow that to happen, and if not, he’d force his way in.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry over and help out," Tang Sheng said to Ye Ranran.

"Oh." Ye Ranran walked over.

She took the bandages from Fu Rong’s hand expressionlessly, and when Tang Sheng applied the ointment, she helped with the bandaging.

Her technique was quite skillful, Tang Sheng was fairly satisfied.

"Alright, you should go rest properly for now."

"He can’t take a bath, can he?" Ye Ranran deliberately asked.

Tang Sheng looked at her incredulously, "In his state, you still want him to bathe? Do you hope for his demise?"

What if the wound got infected?

"You shouldn’t be telling me that, but him." The one making a fuss about bathing wasn’t her.

"I suggest you push him back quickly, or else it might be too easy for me to kill him."

For you know, she wouldn’t hold back.

Tang Sheng felt frustrated, pushing Fu Rong away.

Ye Ranran locked the door again and lay back on the bed.

Still troubled about how to leave, she did not yet know a storm had just occurred.

After Fu Rong hung up the phone, Jun Mochan was so angry he smashed the phone.

Zhou Xian looked at him fearfully, wondering what Fu Rong had said to make him so furious.

"Make arrangements, I’m going to F country." Jun Mochan said, seething with anger.

If he could swallow such an insult from Fu Rong, he wouldn’t be a man.

"Now? Are you sure?" Zhou Xian asked, incredulous.

"Yes, now, arrange it immediately, I’m going to F country." He insisted on going in person to get her, not believing Ye Ranran wouldn’t leave with him.

"Alright, I’ll arrange it right away."

Tang Sheng pushed Fu Rong to his hospital room, and after leaving someone to guard outside, he complained, "I told you, the self-injury tactic might not work."

This plan doesn’t work, better try another one.

"How long will this take to heal?" Fu Rong looked at his wound.

"As long as you want, two days is enough."

It turned out, Fu Rong’s wound seemed severe at first, but it was only a superficial injury, not a big deal.

And the real injury, he never let Ye Ranran touch.