Page 1385 of The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me

The two hid behind a small balcony, where curtains concealed their figures, but from Fan Rou’s angle, she could still see the intermingling of glasses and toasts inside.

A glass door separated two worlds.

"What exactly have you done?" Gu Heng asked in a low voice.

Holding a glass of red wine, Fan Rou asked, "Are you accusing me?"

"I care about you. Do you realize the trouble you’ve stirred up? Song Yue is the Song Family’s treasured pearl. Is she someone you can touch so easily?"

If Song Jade seeks trouble with her, the Fan Family would certainly not intervene.

She must be tired of living to even think about targeting Song Yue.

"Who told you that it was me? Do you have any evidence?" Compared to Gu Heng’s furious panic, Fan Rou was incredibly calm.

Gu Heng was left speechless. Deep down, everyone knew it definitely had something to do with Jun Mochan.

But Jun Mochan was in meetings all day. If something happened to Song Yue during that time, it could only have been Ye Ranran who acted.

Spending the entire afternoon with Ye Ranran, claiming she was not involved and knew nothing about it, no one would believe such a lie.

However, they executed their plan flawlessly, leaving no evidence behind. Even knowing the truth in his heart, Gu Heng couldn’t find anything tangible.

Without evidence, it was merely he-said-she-said, and the outside world would hardly be able to tell the truth from falsehood.

Song Yue had done plenty of wicked deeds, and it wouldn’t be surprising if someone ran out of patience and decided to settle scores with her.

"Do you think people won’t know it was you just because there’s no evidence? When the Song Family comes after you, I’d like to see how you’re going to resolve it," Gu Heng said, frustrated by her attitude.

"That’s my business. What does it have to do with you?" Fan Rou retorted. "Gu Heng, are you here to care about me or to help the Song Family find evidence?"

Gu Heng looked at her with hurt in his eyes: "Of course, I’m here because I care about you."

Is that what she thinks of him?

Fan Rou shook her head: "I don’t believe you."

Her blunt and serious words were accompanied by a deep wariness in her eyes, like a thick armor keeping Gu Heng out of her heart.

Fan Rou was no fool. She had survived in the Fan Family for so long without power or status because she kept a low profile without competing for anything and, naturally, she was also cautious.

True, she had a fondness for Gu Heng. His dark skin and tall stature gave off an impression of safety from the first glance.

Rumor has it that those who lack a father figure often feel drawn to older men who can provide a sense of security.

Gu Heng being three years her senior and also emanating a sense of security, it was difficult for her not to feel fond of him.

But that fondness slowly dissipated with his selfless rescues of other women time after time.

Now she doesn’t know if he’s wearing some recording device or not; she can’t take even the slightest risk.

And she definitely can’t put Ye Ranran in any danger.

Meanwhile, Ye Ranran had looked all around and could not find Fan Rou, growing agitated, so she hurriedly took out her phone and dialed her number.

"Ranran?"

"Rourou, where are you?" Ye Ranran looked around expectantly.

Hearing the tension in her voice, Fan Rou’s face lit up with a smile: "I’m here by the small balcony, just walk outside and you’ll see me."

Ye Ranran quickly walked outside while Jun Mochan signaled to the person lurking in the shadows; the fourth man dressed as a hotel waiter hurriedly followed after her.

Seeing Ye Ranran’s figure, Fan Rou stepped out from behind the curtains.

She thought Gu Heng would leave, but unexpectedly, he stood there with her.

When Ye Ranran stepped out, she saw the two standing side by side.

Today, Fan Rou was clad in a light yellow dress, and Gu Heng in a black suit. While it seemed understated, their presence could not be ignored.