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Page 1392 of The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me

"Are you watching him?" Fan Rou accurately pointed to the stunningly handsome man on the TV.

Ye Ranran’s eyes dimmed, and she did not deny it: "Yeah."

"Aren’t you afraid Young Master Jun would be heartbroken if he knows?" Fan Rou also knew who the man in the video was; such a loss at the prime of his years was a pity to her as well.

But was her friend’s behavior considered emotional infidelity?

Ye Ranran looked at her somberly: "What are you thinking? I just remembered I will be paying tribute to him soon, and I don’t know what he liked, so I wanted to see if I could find any clues."

She had promised Shen Yuzhe that she would take him to meet him, and having not done so for a while, she did not know if she would have the chance again, so she thought to visit as often as possible when she could.

She hadn’t treated him well when he was alive; though it’s no use now that he’s gone, she still wanted to find some comfort.

She always thought that he might be happier if he could see.

"Actually, you don’t need to feel guilty," Fan Rou sat beside her, looking at the man with a cool and clear gaze in the video: "It was his choice; it means he was content with his decision, and he won’t blame you."

Ye Ranran looked at her absently, not expecting that Fan Rou would understand her.

Yes, she felt guilty, very guilty indeed, but this guilt could not be shown in front of others.

Ye Ranran leaned on Fan Rou’s shoulder: "Rourou, I feel like I have wronged him."

She owed him a life and would never have the chance to repay it. This guilt was like a stone, pressing on her heart daily, suffocating her.

"It’s okay, really, don’t feel burdened. At worst, we’ll often burn joss paper for him to make his time down there a bit better."

Fan Rou’s words lightened Ye Ranran’s spirits a lot, and she nodded: "Yeah, I’ll keep looking, and will bring more food for him when the time comes."

"Then you keep watching, and I’ll continue practicing."

By five o’clock, Number Five had left, and Ye Ranran asked Fan Rou to stay.

"Rourou, before you finish your apprenticeship, I hope you won’t attend any banquets or dinner parties. Spend more time with my brother; as long as he’s there, I think they won’t dare to trouble you."

"Got it, housekeeper. I’m off, oh by the way, I just got a job teaching at the Fine Arts College. If you’re free, you can come to attend my class, I can head over after I teach."

University teaching is relatively easy, especially for her, teaching painting, which only occasionally requires going out for fieldwork.

"Okay."

Once they had agreed, Fan Rou left.

When Jun Mochan came home and saw Ye Ranran’s smiling face, he couldn’t help but kiss her cheek: "What’s up? Why so happy?"

Ye Ranran told him about the arrangement she had made with Fan Rou, and at the end asked: "Did Song Jade contact you?"

"Of course, she did, but I must say, you really outdid yourselves. Her face is utterly ruined." Thinking of Song Yue’s dreadful appearance, Jun Mochan felt a bit of lament.

Life seemed to be back on track. Whenever Jun Mochan had free time, he would bring the child over, and the three of them would go for a walk together.

Everything was blissful and beautiful.

However, things were not so stable on Luo Qi’s end.

Lin Yan had been very busy recently, and Luo Qi had not seen him for several days. Despite living so close, they had to rely on phone calls to stay in touch.

Today, Luo Qi got off work early, and Luo Xuan wouldn’t be back for a few more days, so she decided to pick Lin Yan up from the hospital.

Even a few words or a hug would be good.

In the past, he always accommodated her. Now, she could also accommodate him.

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