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The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me

Chapter 1410 - 1333: You Have to Pay the Price for What You Do

Author: Dyed Pages
updatedAt: 2025-08-17

CHAPTER 1410: CHAPTER 1333: YOU HAVE TO PAY THE PRICE FOR WHAT YOU DO

It turned out that he arrived late because he was stopped on the way; he thought Song Jade was going to attack him, and had arranged people in the dark corners of the airport with the knowledge that Ye Ranran had One with her.

Unexpectedly...

He had been careless, and Jun Mochan regretted it so much that his guts turned blue.

Ye Ranran thought that Song Yue was going to take her to a broken warehouse or an abandoned building, just like in the TV shows about kidnappings.

Unexpectedly, Song Yue took her to a villa near the seaside. Since City B is not by the sea, Ye Ranran guessed they were probably in T City, a neighboring city to City B.

In the villa was a massive floor-to-ceiling window from which the ocean could be seen, calm and serene today, with the blue sky, azure sea, distant sailboats, and neighboring little islands.

All this formed a beautiful scene. If possible, she would move a chair to the balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, sit in a lounge chair, and enjoy a glass of red wine. That would have been even better.

Song Yue came over, holding a fruit knife: "Ye Ranran, you have to pay back what you owe me today."

"Are you sure?" Ye Ranran raised an eyebrow: "If you hurt me, aren’t you afraid it will lower my value?"

Binding her wasn’t to torture her but to use her to exchange for a person, or rather, a life.

If something happened to her, how could she explain it to Jun Mochan?

Song Yue crouched in front of her, grinning menacingly close: "Ye Ranran, where is your cleverness now?"

Did she think she would let her go? Such naive thinking.

With a slight twist of her mind, Ye Ranran realized that Song Yue planned to use her as bait to lure in Jun Mochan and trap him in one fell swoop.

It was a good idea, so good she almost wanted to clap.

So, Ye Ranran stayed silent.

Her face calm, eyes clear as she looked at Song Yue who simply couldn’t stand this expression of hers.

It was as if she was looking at an idiot.

"Aren’t you scared?" The sharp blade of the knife grazed Ye Ranran’s face.

Though it did not cut the skin, Ye Ranran felt the pain.

"There’s always a price to pay for the things we do." Scared? Of course, she was scared, but fear wouldn’t make her let go.

Rather than let her be the butt of the joke, she’d be composed.

Song Yue found it boring, so she harshly sliced the knife across Ye Ranran’s face.

Soon, Ye Ranran’s face was gruesomely mangled.

Just as Song Yue was about to stab Ye Ranran, Song Jade walked in from outside and snatched the knife from her hands: "Are you crazy? What are you doing?"

"Brother, don’t stop me, I’m going to deal with this bitch now."

"What’s the rush? Once she’s gone, what would we use to threaten Jun Mochan with?"

As Ye Ranran lay on the ground listening to their conversation, she sneered ironically.

Beautiful thoughts, but it all depends on whether she gives them the chance.

Song Jade, seeing her barely alive, immediately took out his phone to call Jun Mochan.

Jun Mochan was frantically busy, on one hand sending people to check on Song Yue’s whereabouts, on the other hand dealing with various matters.

If possible, he wanted to drop everything at that moment and go find Ye Ranran.

But he knew he must not rush. Since Song Yue had taken her, it was definitely to force him into a compromise.

So even if he couldn’t find her, he should not panic but just wait. They would eventually contact him.

Everyone understands this principle, but it’s hard to remain calm.

He worried about her condition, worried that Song Yue would hurt her, worried about her not having enough to eat or wear, suffering abuse.

While Jun Mochan anxiously waited, the phone finally rang.

"Let Ranran come to the phone, otherwise there’s no need to talk." Before the other side could speak, Jun Mochan took the lead, his tone so firm there was no room for negotiation.

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