Page 24 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

The Crown Prince of Yuncheng, Qin Mu, was actually clamoring that he had lost in love.

After hearing this, the traffic policeman was even more hesitant to step forward and bother him, but there was a whole line of cars blocked behind him.

“Mr.

Qin, you are affecting the traffic rules.

There are other people behind you, please…”

“Scram, go find that girl Jian Ran for me, don’t waste my time with this nonsense.”

When Qin Mu was hurt, he looked just like a child who hadn’t gotten the candy he wanted, which was both funny and sad.

In his heart, he was actually severely wounded.

Jian Ran had gotten married and even had a child…

Shit!

It wasn’t that he was angry with Jian Ran, it’s just that he really fucking hated himself.

Four years ago, Han Siming wasn’t Jian Ran’s good man because Jian Ran had her eyes on him, so he backed off.

Four years later, he was still a step too late!

To make Jian Ran choose to get married and have children meant that to her, it wasn’t happiness; she must have been driven to a dead end back then.

Doing the math, Jian Ran was only 19 when she gave birth to the child.

“Fucking bullshit.”

It took Qin Mu a good while to calm down before he looked at the line of cars behind his own and raised an eyebrow as he spoke.

“Everyone behind me, if you’ve just been through a breakup like me, send a red envelope that will be added to my account.

Go to Dongheng and claim it with the receipt.

If there are any women, just fucking scram.”

Traffic policeman: “…”

What is this logic?

The traffic policeman swallowed hard, watching Qin Mu ready to drive away, and immediately said, “Yes, Mr.

Qin.”

Watching Qin Mu drive off, the traffic policeman felt relieved.

It was not easy to send the big Buddha on his way.

…

As soon as Jian Ran got off Qin Mu’s car, her eyes reddened.

There’s a saying that rings true: so-called male friends, if you let it drag on, they turn green.

So for female friends, over time, they fade away.

Between men and women, there can be the most genuine emotions, but they are ultimately few and far between.

Knowing she couldn’t give Qin Mu any bright future or promises, and aware that Qin Mu was interested in her, she still shamelessly flirted with him.

But in the end, she still felt somewhat heartbroken for Qin Mu.

Jian Ran pursed her lips, pushed back the moisture in her eyes, and quickly dialed Auntie Li’s number, telling her that she would work late tonight and asking her to pick up Tang Bao to go home and not to forget Tang Bao’s injection.

…

When Jian Ran arrived at Boci’s private clubhouse at 8 o’clock, she took a deep breath, suppressed her emotions, and walked in with a faint smile.

Inside the clubhouse, Gu Mochen sat elegantly with his legs crossed, surrounded by the leaders of Dongjiang Group, greeting them familiarly, making small talk, but the man’s expression remained serene, his inner emotions inscrutable.

Secretary Zhou saw Jian Ran and hurriedly spoke up, “Mr.

Zhang, this is the designer of the design project, Jian Ran, Miss Jian, of Dongheng International’s design project, she is also the designer.”

The implication was that even though Jian Ran looked young, she was not a nobody; she had her works to show.

Upon hearing this, Mr.

Zhang from Dongjiang International looked at Jian Ran with a smile in his eyes, now adding a few more profound and eager thoughts to his gaze.

Young, beautiful, and talented, she was indeed the type men liked.

Especially now that she was dressed in work attire, with her slender waist barely a handful, and the white blouse underneath highlighting the efficiency of a female white-collar worker.

“Miss Jian is truly extraordinary and possesses excellent taste.

I am very satisfied with the design.”

“Thank you, Mr.

Zhang.”

Jian Ran spoke politely as Secretary Zhou quickly made space for her by his side.

“Miss Jian, please sit here with me.”

Jian Ran: “…”

Secretary Zhou was beside Gu Mochen, implying she should sit by Gu Mochen’s side?

Jian Ran’s eyes dimmed for a moment, and her lips curled up slightly: “Alright.”

As Jian Ran took her seat, and as soon as she got close to Gu Mochen, she immediately felt the man’s presence emanating from him, his impeccably tailored black shirt accentuating his imposing and robust figure.

Gu Mochen’s sharp, eagle-like eyes lingered on Jian Ran’s somewhat pale face as he tightened his lips slightly.

…

Dongjiang Group had always taken great pride in working with the Gu Family.

Jian Ran had no idea why she, a mere designer, was here adding to the throng.

Moreover, Director Zhang and the staff members from Dongjiang Group were extremely courteous and obedient towards Gu Mochen.

A sense of irrelevance arose within Jian Ran, feeling as though her presence was somewhat superfluous.

However, it was evident that the two secretaries who came with Director Zhang had their designs set, with their fox-like eyes locked on Gu Mochen, yet they dared not approach too boldly due to the cold and formidable aura surrounding him.

The banquet was filled with toast after toast.

“Miss Jian, this one’s for you.”

Director Zhang took the initiative to raise his glass, and Jian Ran pursed her lips.

As the head of a corporation and with her as an ordinary employee of the Gu Family, she naturally needed to comply.

After weighing the situation, Jian Ran extended her fair, slender hand and raised her own tall glass.

“Thank you, Director Zhang.”

Having said that, Jian Ran downed the red wine in her glass in one gulp.

The spicy liquid flowed down her throat, and Jian Ran felt the depression at the bottom of her heart lift somewhat.

Her phone in her pocket kept ringing with calls from Qin Mu.

Eventually, Jian Ran simply turned off her phone.

A sour feeling welled up in Jian Ran’s heart, and she continued lifting the glass before her, drinking one glass after another.

Soon, she felt intensely dizzy.

But her mood seemed much improved…

Alcohol really was a good thing.

She had been distressed for four years, but now, drinking gave her a release.

If she had continued to suppress her feelings, who knew when she might break down.

…

“Miss Jian, I have great respect for your design talent.

I was wondering if you might be free tonight for us to have a chat, just the two of us…?”

Director Zhang moved closer to her on his own, and Jian Ran’s gaze became a bit blurry.

She quickly realized the man’s intentions and suddenly felt panicked.

Her hand clenched in anxiety.

Although she was a designer and was here to socialize, a wrong move on her part could ruin negotiations and result in losses for the Gu Family.

Before Jian Ran could speak, Director Zhang, unable to contain himself, leaned in with his corpulent body…

In her daze, Jian Ran felt a force pulling her entire body into a strong embrace.

Jian Ran: “…”

In the next instant, it was a man’s fair and slender fingers, distinct at the joints, gently wiping her lips with a tissue.

“You’re always so careless when eating…”

Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes widened in shock, meeting the man’s handsome face as it loomed close, his lips tenderly wiping hers.

It seemed as though he had done this many times before.

Leaning into the man’s embrace, their breaths intertwined.

Jian Ran was somewhat dazed.