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Page 389 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Gu Mochen: "..."

So that’s how it is.

The little Lolita’s logic isn’t wrong.

Jian Ran couldn’t help but chuckle when she heard what the little Lolita had said.

The little Lolita was just too adorable.

And children’s words are often the most sincere.

Jian Ran helplessly curved her lips into a smile. Could it be that the little Lolita also sensed that Mommy was very annoyed right now, and thus decided to punish the little bitch for her?

But seeing the fuming Chu Yingying, Jian Ran softly said, "Tang Baobao... be good..."

"Umm... Daddy, can we stay away from her, pretty please? It really smells bad... I can stand the smell, but I don’t want Mommy to endure it too."

Tang Bao’s considerate demeanor warmed Jian Ran’s heart once more.

Having such an adorable little Lolita as a child, what more could I ask for?

The words daddy and mommy fell into Han Siming’s ears, making his expression sour. Before Chu Yingying could speak, he himself looked intently at Jian Ran’s fair, delicate face and said in a raspy voice,

"Jian Ran... since when did you have a child?"

Jian Ran: "..."

Han Siming’s words made the atmosphere awkward for a moment.

Jian Ran pursed her lips and, raising an eyebrow, looked at the man in front of her, softly saying, "Han Siming, what I want to say is, this is my private affair, and it has nothing to do with you, right?"

Jian Ran’s lips always carried a faint smile, her small hand clenched into a fist as she gazed at the man before her, her expression darkening.

"It’s getting late, Mo Chen, let’s go..."

Seeing Han Siming still completely infatuated with Jian Ran like an old flame rekindled, Chu Yingying couldn’t stand it, feeling an itchy hatred in her heart.

After so many years, Han Siming still hadn’t forgotten Jian Ran.

Now Jian Ran was being someone’s lover and had given birth to an illegitimate child.

Han Siming was still love-struck to the point of heartache; how ridiculous was this?

Thinking of this, Chu Yingying couldn’t help but speak up, "Ranran, we’ve been old classmates for many years now, there are some things I don’t know whether I should say or not?"

Jian Ran: "..."

Listening to Chu Yingying’s sarcastic tone, Jian Ran tugged at the corner of her lips without anger, slightly squinting her beautiful eyes, and glanced at the pretentious woman in front of her, nonchalantly saying,

"Hmm, go ahead, I’m all ears. Everyone has the right to speak, and listening is the basic form of respect."

"This... I heard that Mr. Gu is already married... you... really haven’t changed your ways from when you were young."

Chu Yingying said the last part with a sneer, then turned with a flattering look to Gu Mochen.

"Mr. Gu... You might not know, but back in high school, Jian Ran was known as the campus belle. As time goes on, a campus belle can turn into a joke, you know."

Jian Ran: "..."

Gu Mochen: "..."

This was clearly picking a fight.

Jian Ran’s hand clenched into a tight fist, she remained in a state of suppressed irritation.

Gu Mochen’s aura turned chillier upon hearing this, becoming even more mysterious and unfathomable.

Seeing this, Han Siming scolded, "Chu Yingying, what nonsense are you spouting?"

"Siming, I’m not talking nonsense, you’re just being deceived by her appearance," Chu Yingying retorted.

After that, she continued, "Hmph... Back in high school, she was never steady, always flirting with many; having Qing Shao and Siming was not enough... she didn’t even spare the other messy guys in the class."

Jian Ran: "..."

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