"Because you are a wealthy wife," these days celebrity gossip isn't worth much, it's the secrets of the wealthy that grab people's interest.
"All those princes and rich heirs in dramas, people always love to fantasize about them on ordinary days. When they encounter one in real life, how can they resist crowding around?" Jun Mochan spoke with an air of nonchalance.
Ye Ranran thought it over carefully, and it really was like that.
But that wasn't the point, the point was why was he still here?
"Mr. Jun, I don't think today is a weekend, right? Why aren't you at work?" With a baby on the way, shouldn't he be earning more money to provide for the family?
"I was going to go with you to the hospital," going together as if to work.
"No..."
"Don't refuse, or else you just won't go, leave this matter to me." Ye Ranran hadn't finished her sentence when Jun Mochan interrupted her.
Leaving it to him, he likes to keep things simple and rough, who knows what bigger mess he might cause.
