The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me-Chapter 2030 - 2552: Substitute

"Think about it, when have I ever lied to you?"

The doubts in Jia Shanliang’s heart evaporated after Fan Rou said those words.

Since they’ve taken this step, it means there’s no turning back, why not take a gamble?

"I understand. Don’t worry, I know what to do."

"Hmm, remember, don’t be like a soft bun, letting others squeeze you into any shape. Think about why you want to marry him. Even though he doesn’t love you, you have to make him unable to leave you, understand?"

Jia Shanliang nodded vaguely: "I-I understand."

Seeing her like that, Fan Rou knew she didn’t really understand, but she couldn’t expect her to grasp everything at once.

The two wandered the streets for a while and then went back.

After this day, Fan Rou didn’t feel very tired. She had been living these kinds of days for so long, she barely felt anything now.

Originally, she wanted to contact Lan Shao, but after thinking about it, she decided not to.

She reached for her phone and chose to call Ye Ranran.

Ye Ranran was in her room eating an apple, waiting for One. Seeing Fan Rou’s call, she answered without hesitation: "Beautiful, you must be missing me!"

"Yeah, I miss you. When are you coming back to favor me?" Fan Rou shamelessly said.

"In a few days, I’ll be clean and waiting for you," Ye Ranran said sweetly.

Fan Rou couldn’t help but shiver: "I think you’d better be normal."

"So, what do you want from me?" In a second, Ye Ranran became normal.

"Can’t I look for you when there’s nothing wrong?"

"That’s not what I meant. However, I would love to hear good news from you, like you marrying Lan Shao or something."

She’s been unlucky lately, she needs some cheer.

Her son is too young, he can’t fulfill this wish, but she can.

Right age, has a boyfriend, mutually in love, just shy of stepping into the marriage hall.

"Hehehe, you’re imagining things. I haven’t gone to see him in a month."

Recently, there’s been no time, and she’s been strictly watched. She’s willing but unable.

"Why not? Has something happened?" Ye Ranran asked sensitively.

"I’ll tell you when you come back. How much longer do you have to stay over there? You’re almost back, right?"

This person is even more impatient than Jun Mochan. Ye Ranran chuckled: "Soon, I’ll leave when the vigilance isn’t so strict."

There’s a citywide lockdown now, even a mosquito getting out would be inspected. How could she dare show her face?

The sound of knocking rang out, and Ye Ranran took a big bite of her apple and said: "Won’t talk anymore, I have business to attend to."

"Alright, take care," Fan Rou hung up the call.

Ye Ranran stood up and opened the door. One was standing outside with another person.

The person had a face identical to hers, even the height and body are similar, oh, even the hairstyle was the same.

Ye Ranran sized her up, the more she looked, the more satisfied she was: "Not bad, I bet my husband won’t know which is real and which is fake."

"Madam, you underestimate the young master," One said confidently about Jun Mochan.

No matter how she changes, Jun Mochan can recognize her at a glance.

Ye Ranran didn’t continue the topic, she looked at the woman and was increasingly satisfied: "Who did the plastic surgery?"

"Shen Yuzhe."

Other than him, who else could it be? No one else’s work would assure Jun Mochan; those he trusts might not have the skills.