The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me-Chapter 2058 - 2580: Promise

"Despicable? I thought I was just giving back what you did to me." He almost got blown up back then.

He wanted the other side to taste that feeling too, otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to sleep at night.

"You brought that on yourself." It’s the consequence of his own actions.

Fu Rong looked downstairs, where Wen Cai was watering flowers with a watering can. She was slightly bent over, wearing a sleeveless tee, her hair falling over her shoulders, making her skin look even fairer, reflecting a healthy glow under the setting sun.

Time stood still, and unbidden, those words floated into Fu Rong’s mind.

He liked the current peace and didn’t want to be disturbed again, so he said, "Let’s call it even. From now on, we owe each other nothing."

"You’re dreaming, aren’t you? Didn’t you call today just to brag?" Zhou Xian didn’t believe he called for a friendly chat.

Fu Rong wasn’t that kind-hearted.

"What I wanted, I already got. This time, I just wanted to teach you a lesson. If you don’t wise up, I won’t be so courteous next time." Fu Rong’s voice turned somber.

"What did you get?" Zhou Xian found it amusing, "You think if anything happened to Jun Mochan, Ranran would return to you? You’re dreaming."

If Jun Mochan died, Ye Ranran would follow him to death.

Even if she lived, she would never return to him. He should give up on that idea.

Fu Rong didn’t want to hear any more of it, and he hung up directly.

Not by his side? Pity, she was right beside him now.

Perhaps sensing Fu Rong’s gaze, Wen Cai looked up, their eyes met, his eyes filled with unmistakable and unconcealed affection.

Even from so far away, she could see it clearly, and instantly, her face reddened.

He waved her over, and understanding his meaning, she immediately put down the watering can and walked to the door.

Soon, she stood before him, complaining, "Why did you call me over?"

"Come here." Fu Rong stood there, not moving an inch.

Over time, having gotten used to his domineering nature, she walked over without question.

Fu Rong wrapped her in his arms at once, his face buried in her hair.

His embrace was something she still wasn’t quite used to, her body a bit stiff and her words a bit faltering, "What’s going on?"

"I just missed you."

She found it very amusing and at the same time softened, knowing only she could see this childish side of him.

"But don’t we see each other every day?"

"Will you always be by my side?" he asked.

"Yes, haven’t I said it before? We’ll always be together." She held his hand as she spoke.

"I always feel like this is a dream." Perhaps it was too perfect, making it feel unreal.

He feared that if the dream shattered, everything would be gone.

"How about I give you a slap, so you can see if it hurts," she suggested.

Originally just joking, she didn’t expect Fu Rong to actually lift her hand and give himself a hard slap.

"It hurts," he said.

That meant it was real, he wasn’t dreaming.

She exclaimed, "What are you doing?"

"It hurts, so it must not be fake." He held her tighter as he spoke.

Tenderly, she cradled his face, "Are you stupid? Who would hit themselves?"

"Yes, since meeting you, I’ve become stupid. You can’t abandon a fool like me."

"Being so foolish, probably no one else would want you, so I reluctantly have to take you in." She pretended to be reluctant as she spoke.