Su Yanjue accompanied Ran Yun in the guest bedroom until the early hours of the morning before leaving. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

He pretended he hadn't been there, and got up and closed the door lightly. Ran Yun's fever has finally subsided, but no one can guarantee that he will not have a fever again. For the sake of safety, Su Yanjue asked the doctor to be on call at any time, and asked Su to buy a lot of medicine to keep on hand.

When Ran Yun woke up the next day, it was still early. She half-leaned on the head of the bed, looking sleepily at the furnishings in the room, and it took a long time to realize that she had slept in a strange place.

Everything in the house was like last night, and it was clear that no one had been there. Although Ran Yun felt a sense of relief, he also felt a sense of loss mixed with sentimentality.

It seems that Su Yanjue's patience with her is no more than that, and it is easier for her to leave without nostalgia.

Ran Yun shook her head and walked out of the guest bedroom, she was still wearing pajamas, presumably her clothes were all put in the master bedroom by Su Yanjue.

It was early in the morning, the sun shone into the house, and Ran Yun walked back to yesterday's bedroom with his memory. But as soon as he walked to the door, he heard the sound of Su Yanjue calling from the bedroom.

"Grandpa, I know what you're trying to say, but since you're calling, I know my decision won't change. If you like the company, you can take it, I can do nothing but Ran Yun. ”

Ran Yun's action as he was about to push the door stopped, and a trace of imperceptible sadness flashed on his face.

"Can you stop this, the Ran family is already miserable enough, do you have to force him to death?" Su Yanjue's tone was low but anxious, Ran Yun quietly opened the door a little, and saw Su Yanjue standing in front of the window, the expression on his face seemed to be very unhappy.

She frowned, who was Su Jingtao going to die on the phone?

It's her? Still is......

"Okay, I promise you, no matter what you do next, I won't interfere, no matter who comes to me, I won't interfere, so it's okay." Su Yanjue roared angrily, then hung up the phone and threw it aside.

Su Jingtao's belly was even darker than him, and he knew that there was a reason why he came out of the villa yesterday, but Su Jingtao didn't send someone to catch up. Well, now that he has to agree to his request in order to accompany Ran Yun here. From now on, I will not interfere in the affairs of Hengtong or the affairs of the Ran family.

Probably he was going to attack Ran Zhengming, but he didn't know what Ran Yun's mood would be.

Su Yanjue sighed heavily, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and looked out the window helplessly.

Ran Yun, who was always outside the door, still looked like she was in the dark, although she couldn't hear what the phone said at the end, she could still see from Su Yanjue's face that something was wrong. Without much thought, Ran Yun reached out and knocked on the bedroom door and walked in magnificently.

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and the moment Su Yanjue turned around, there was a rare trace of embarrassment and emptiness on his face. This further confirms Ran Yun's conjecture that Su Jingtao must be calculating the Ran family again.

"Wake up, do you still have a fever?" Su Yanjue walked over in three or two steps, and stretched out his hand to reach her forehead.

Ran Yun subconsciously wanted to escape, but in order to get some news from him, she still suppressed the impulse in her heart and obediently fell asleep.

Su Yanjue thought that she would resist, but seeing her rare meekness, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Is it still burning?" Ran Yun asked, looking into his eyes.