Page 414 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Sometimes, Han Siming is really too childish.

Jian Ran’s lips twitched...

Hearing that Han Siming was still hung up on this matter was truly a headache.

After all...

No matter if her relationship with Gu Mochen was in name only, or if they were complete strangers to each other.

Or if they were deeply in love.

She and he were still legally married.

Jian Ran hadn’t expected that Han Siming would agree to her and Gu Mochen’s arrangement.

Without looking at Gu Mochen beside her, Jian Ran spoke calmly, "Han Siming... so what?"

Han Siming seemed to find a glimmer of hope – if Jian Ran and Gu Mochen shared no love, if they were only husband and wife in name, then there might still be hope for him and her.

This period had been the most painful time of his life, without Jian Ran he felt as if his world was cast into darkness.

After enduring the torment of pain, even if Jian Ran was now Gu Mochen’s woman, he still wanted to fight for his happiness once more.

"Jian Ran, I just want to start over with you. I can’t be without you... Whether it was 4 years ago or 4 years later, you are my everything, my only woman. I apologize for my mother’s actions, I know what she did to you back then was wrong, and I will bring her to apologize to you."

Jian Ran: "..."

The rash deeds of their youth had now been worn smooth by time.

Jian Ran curved her lips slightly, listening to the man’s nearly heart-wrenching roar. After a moment, she replied softly.

"This is just between the two of us, don’t drag others into it. To be frank... Han Siming, the thing I regret most in my life... is that I chose you back then, instead of Qin Mu."

As these words came out, Han Siming on the other end of the phone felt as if he had been hammered in the chest, the pain was almost tear-inducing.

Gu Mochen, at Jian Ran’s side, pursed his lips, his aura becoming utterly icy, the corners of his delicate lips held a half-smile that was ambiguous and profound.

Jian Ran... had actually wanted to choose Qin Mu.

Jian Ran observed Gu Mochen beside her, his unpredictable aura made him difficult to read.

Secretary Zhou, who was driving at the front, was trembling with fear, as if walking on thin ice.

What exactly was going on here?

It was all too melodramatic.

...

Jian Ran knew she had been harsh with her words, but... if she hadn’t been, how could she stop Han Siming’s relentless pursuit?

Jian Ran intertwined her fingers, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly as she said softly.

"I used to think that being childhood sweethearts was probably the best outcome, but it turned out... I was wrong..."

"The reason I chose you over Qin Mu at the time was because I always felt this man would grab my pigtail for no reason and not let go, or he would suddenly rush up to me in a goofy manner... or he would often take my things and not return them, making me stamp my feet in frustration. Later I realized... that this was a juvenile boy’s way of trying to catch a girl’s attention. "

"Han Siming, back then you were gentle and refined, like a prince... Qin Mu was ruffian-like..."

Jian Ran paused, then continued softly, "Perhaps every girl has a prince living in her heart... yet has never loved a ruffian... So, I inevitably fell into the cliché..."

As Jian Ran voiced the thoughts in her heart, she then turned her gaze back to the window again, her mind blank as images of the three of them growing up together flashed through her mind.