Billionaire's Runaway Wife Came Back With Babies

Ye Ranran hadn't adjusted to such an overwhelming sight and was led to the racks like a puppet by the sales associates.

By the time she regained her senses, the latest Chanel dresses were already in front of her.

"Miss, this white chiffon dress is very suitable for you, it's absolutely ethereal," the sales associate smiled flatteringly.

Ye Ranran was indeed dazzled by the dress the moment she saw it, her eyes brightening as she took it to inspect, but as her hand touched the price tag, her face instantly fell.

One hundred and eighty-nine thousand!

The dress was beautiful, and the price was even more so!

Ye Ranran decisively put the dress down, genuinely reluctant to buy it.

She had five sons, all at ages where expenses start to mount, so she couldn't afford to be extravagant; she needed to save money to raise her children.

Therefore, after casually dismissing several more outfits under the pretense of not liking them, she moved on to the sale section and chose a discounted dress for eight thousand two hundred to try on in the changing room.

Xiao Sichen, standing like a statue of ice, watched Ye Ranran go into the changing room, then picked out all the outfits she had looked at and instructed the sales associate to wrap them in her size and put them in his car.

After changing, Ye Ranran went to pay.

Xiao Sichen maintained a chilly demeanor the whole time, not inquiring at all, which eased Ye Ranran's mind.

It was when she was in the car and looked at the figures on the receipt that she clutched her chest and made a pained expression.

Catching her reaction out of the corner of his eye, Xiao Sichen's fingers tightened slightly around the steering wheel, and he asked with concern, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Ye Ranran shook her head, then nodded and said only two words, "Heartache."

For a money-lover, spending eight thousand two hundred on a dress was indeed painful.

Xiao Sichen was taken aback, but chuckled softly as he belatedly realized she was upset about the money, then suddenly asked, "Miss Ye, are you interested in wealthy families?"

Tang Siqi had said she wanted to marry into wealth.

"Cough cough..." Ye Ranran choked on the question, and after catching her breath, she said, "I'm not interested in wealthy families, I'm interested in money!"

"Heh heh..." Xiao Sichen laughed in pleasure.

He liked Ye Ranran's honesty.

"Then, Miss Ye could marry into wealth and have both riches and beauty," Xiao Sichen suggested.

Ye Ranran was stunned, opened her mouth to speak, but before she could, Xiao Sichen's phone rang.

His phone was connected to the car's Bluetooth, so when he answered, Ye Ranran could hear as well.

It was an incredibly sweet and soft female voice that Ye Ranran recognized.

It was Tang Siqi.

"Sichen, how are things, have you finished?" Tang Siqi asked tenderly.

The tone itself was enough for anyone with ears to discern how much she liked Xiao Sichen.

Ye Ranran pressed her forehead, constantly reminding herself that this was Tang Siqi's fiancé, and she must stay vigilant and keep her distance.

Xiao Sichen's brow was furrowed, his face displeased; he had expected the call to be from Xiao Mochi, which is why he had answered through the Bluetooth, but now Tang Siqi was on the line.

He couldn't help but steal glances at Ye Ranran, worried she might misunderstand.

"Sichen, are you listening? I'm a bit worried about you and I want to visit Yaoyao. Can I come to your house tonight?" Tang Siqi continued, oblivious to anyone else.

Upon hearing this, Ye Ranran immediately covered half her face with her hand and turned to look out at the night scene through the window.

At this moment, the neon lights outside were resplendent, and the charming moonlight stirred the emotions of the pedestrians. Ye Ranran naturally ignored the phone call.

Xiao Sichen saw Ye Ranran turn her head, his expression darkened, and he said coldly, "Not convenient."

The three words were as cold as the harsh north wind on a glacier, without a trace of emotion.

Tang Siqi had anticipated Xiao Sichen would react this way, but she still wanted to make a call, feeling that it was terrifyingly coincidental for Xiao Sichen to leave just as Ye Ranran had left.

However, hearing Xiao Sichen's tone was not good, she thought he might not be with Ye Ranran; otherwise, he wouldn't have answered her call.

"Okay, then I know, I won't bother you anymore. I'll go with auntie tomorrow," Tang Siqi said, letting out a sweet, light laugh before hanging up the phone.

After this call, the car fell into a cold silence.

Ye Ranran didn't want to turn back and talk to Xiao Sichen, and Xiao Sichen also felt an odd sense of guilt, as though he had wronged Ye Ranran.

Finally, the car stopped in front of Ye Ranran's villa.

When Ye Ranran was about to get out of the car, Xiao Sichen suddenly said, "Miss Ye, please wait."

With that, he turned around.

Ye Ranran paused for a second, then saw the man fetch a suit jacket and place it directly on her legs.

He said, "It's dirty, please help me clean it, Miss Ye."

"Ah?" Ye Ranran stared at him, stunned.

She wasn't a laundry service, after all.

Seeing that Ye Ranran seemed displeased, Xiao Sichen curved his lips into a half-smile and said, "It got dirty for Miss Ye today, so naturally, Miss Ye should take responsibility, right?"

Upon hearing this and thinking of what had happened before, Ye Ranran pursed her lips and nodded, "Yes, so… should I take it home to wash?"

"Mm," Xiao Sichen nodded his head, "Along with the one from this morning, I'll send someone to pick them up another day."

"You're sending someone to pick it up?"

"If I'm not sending someone to pick it up, would you prefer to deliver it yourself?" While speaking, Xiao Sichen suddenly leaned in, forcefully closing the distance between him and Ye Ranran.

Their breaths were only centimeters apart, and at that moment, Ye Ranran was somewhat stunned, her eyes wide and her curled lashes trembling slightly as she stiffly asked, "What… what… what are you trying to do?"

Xiao Sichen didn't answer but simply placed his hand near Ye Ranran's waist, the back of his hand intentionally or unintentionally brushing against her waist, causing her to subconsciously shift.

After a "click," the seat belt on Ye Ranran retracted automatically.

"The passenger seat belt is a bit faulty, I was worried Miss Ye wouldn't be able to unbuckle it… What did Miss Ye think I was going to do?" Xiao Sichen stared straight at her, his handsome deep eyes filled with her reflection, dangerously tempting.

Ye Ranran was immediately embarrassed, waving her hands and saying, "Nothing… nothing, I… I also thought it was a seat belt issue. Then… I'll get going now!"

After saying that, she hurriedly pushed open the car door like a cat whose tail had been stepped on and dashed towards the villa, clutching the suit jacket.

Xiao Sichen maintained his previous pose, watching her retreating figure, his thin lips curling upwards slightly, his smile radiant and charming.

It was not until the master bedroom light went out again that Xiao Sichen turned off the headlights and stepped out of the car.

He held the clothes that the salespeople had packaged in his hands, standing quietly at the doorway.

Just like the last time, he carefully placed the clothes at the entrance, then turned and got into the car with a hint of reluctance.

After the car started and drove away, Ye Xingchen, in the baby's room, sipping milk gently, smiled elegantly and said to Ye Xingtong beside him, "Let's go down and have a look."

Ye Xingtong nodded, following his brother downstairs, pushing open the front door, and seeing the packed bags.

"Chanel." Ye Xingchen glanced at the packages, then said to his brother, "Although it's not as good as your designs, it's still a gesture of affection, help mommy keep it."