"What do you want from me?" Ye Ranran asked, her arms wrapped around Jun Mochan's neck and her head slightly tilted, her tone somewhat innocent.
Finally, the old man realized he had been tricked. One look at Jun Mochan told him the guy wasn't to be messed with.
"I... I just want to get to know you," the old man responded.
"Get to know me? Dude, you're old enough to be my grandfather. You're looking at me like that thinking I'm naive?"
She had seen his intentions right when he approached her. But with Jun Mochan by her side, she didn't have to worry.
He couldn't do anything to her.
"Did Feng Xi send you? Did she tell you anything?" Ye Ranran asked, looking at him with a mischievous smile.
The light fell on her flawlessly radiant face, casting a cold gleam akin to jade.
"No, not at all. I was, uh, bewitched. Just wanted to be your friend," the old man denied stubbornly.