The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me

Chapter 2190 - 2615: Disguise

"Let me do it." He glanced at her arm.

Ye Ranran laughed through her tears, "It’s actually fine."

It’s just a camera, she wasn’t really that fragile.

"My skills are better than yours."

Ye Ranran: "..." It seemed she had overthought the situation again.

Initially, those people were just watching from the front, but later on, they started reaching out their hands.

Madam Fan’s mouth was sealed, and she couldn’t shout even if she wanted to.

Before it all began, One had already screened the people present.

Those who couldn’t play were invited to another hall, and naturally, the ones left were the more daring ones.

This hall had consistently served such purposes for years, essentially dealing with people like Madam Fan.

Under the lens of a high-definition camera, the humiliation on Madam Fan’s face was crystal clear.

"Do you think if we send these photos to her husband, he’ll go crazy?"

That was Ye Ranran’s purpose.

To make Mr. Fan lose his composure, making Jun Mochan’s ambush much easier.

"Would he go after Xiao Rou?" That was Lan Shao’s concern.

He didn’t care about their mission, he just wanted to protect Fan Rou.

If anything were to happen to her, he wouldn’t want to live either.

"No, because I will take a photo with her, indicating that I did all of this."

One frowned slightly, showing a hint of disapproval on his face.

"It’s alright, I trust my husband, once tonight is over, everything will come to an end," Ye Ranran said as she looked into the distance.

The night gradually fell, and the party officially began.

Jun Mochan was chatting happily with the stand-in.

After a while, a beautiful woman walked over and put her hand on the stand-in’s shoulder.

The person exchanged pleasantries with Jun Mochan and went off to dance with the beautiful woman.

Zhou Xian took the opportunity to walk over.

"Have a drink?" He clinked his glass against Jun Mochan’s.

Jun Mochan drank all the liquid in his glass in one gulp, then showed the bottom of the glass to Zhou Xian.

"You’re so cooperative? Aren’t you afraid Ranran will say something?" This was completely unlike him.

After all, Ye Ranran didn’t like the smell of smoke or alcohol, so he avoided those things.

At first, Zhou Xian thought he was just being pure, but it turned out to be premeditated.

"That was a soft drink." Jun Mochan patted his shoulder, "Don’t drink too much, you’re already rusty, it’ll be a tragedy if you end up feeding the bullets."

Zhou Xian’s hand shook, nearly spilling the wine in his glass.

He just knew it.

This man was incredibly calculating.

As the party reached its halfway point and everyone’s spirits were high, the hand of the guard at the door quietly reached into his pocket.

Jun Mochan and the others all watched without a word, and when they saw the man make a move, they exchanged knowing glances.

At the moment the gunshots rang out, Jun Mochan and the others instinctively hid inside.

The three of them took cover in a compartment, observing the situation outside.

"I don’t see the Fan family," Zhou Xian said after watching for a while.

As soon as he showed himself, someone fired a shot in his direction; luckily, the glass was bulletproof, otherwise, Zhou Xian would have been in trouble.

"They won’t show up that quickly," Jun Mochan pulled out some fake blood from his body.

It was one of the props he had prepared, about to come in handy.

"Don’t dilly-dally, it’s about time to get on stage," Jun Mochan said.

Zhou Xian and Chu Ji exchanged a glance and also took out the fake blood they had prepared.

Initially, they had planned to suffer minor injuries as part of their act, but that was risky.

One wrong move and a minor injury could become a major one, which would be disastrous.

So, they had come up with the idea of using fake blood.