Ye Ranran opened her mouth and swallowed the porridge.
The porridge was hot, yet it couldn't warm her heart.
After finishing the porridge, Jun Mochan talked with her for a while, and when he saw she was tired, he helped her lie down to rest.
In a drowsy state, she heard Jun Mochan's voice near the window, "If people from the Song Family come, just hand them over to the Song Family."
"No need to say much, just give them the person, yes, don't tell Ranran about the funeral, I'll tell her after she is discharged."
Funeral? Whose funeral?
Who was having a funeral? Ye Ranran woke up.
Jun Mochan hung up the phone and turned around to see Ye Ranran staring wide-eyed in bed, looking greatly shocked.
"Ranran," Jun Mochan walked over quickly.
Ye Ranran turned her head and blankly stared at Jun Mochan.
"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"
"Yes, I had a nightmare," Ye Ranran apologized with a smile, "You can go back to the company, you don't need to stay with me."
