Page 451 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Jian Ran: "..."

Jian Ran looked at the man’s profile, and there was no denying that Gu Mochen was a man with features so refined they bordered on perfection.

Regardless of his mood, the man always looked dashingly handsome.

Even...

No matter from which angle.

The man exhibited a grace and refinement that was simply unparalleled.

A man like this...

Fear could only belong to the heavens.

At this thought, Jian Ran felt an unpleasant churn in her stomach.

Gu Mochen, this man, was truly like opium. Aware that indulging in him would lead to one’s demise, yet still uncontrollably drawn to him, eventually succumbing.

...

Inside the restaurant, the waiter had already prepared a sumptuous Roman breakfast.

All cutlery was made of platinum and silver, very exquisite indeed.

The little girl had eaten too many snacks earlier and was quite full. Having slept soundly on the plane, she wasn’t sleepy at all.

Jian Ran had a modest appetite and simply ate a bit before putting down her chopsticks.

Gu Mochen narrowed his dark eyes, gazing at the woman in front of him, pressing his thin lips together.

"What’s the matter... not to your taste?" he asked.

"Hmm."

Jian Ran did not look up at Gu Mochen but unnaturally avoided his gaze.

Since last night, their relationship had completely changed.

To say they were superior and subordinate... but the stark truth was they had slept together.

If... to say they were a married couple.

But then again, they had a prenuptial agreement.

The crux was, the man’s thoughts were as deep as the ocean.

Who his heart truly favored remained a mystery.

...

When Gu Mochen heard Jian Ran say she had no appetite, his expression immediately cooled, his lips pressed together as he turned his fierce gaze toward the waiting staff and demanded sharply.

"What’s going on?"

Seeing Gu Mochen’s thunderous demeanor, the waiter hurriedly addressed him in a timid voice.

"Mr. Gu... I apologize, it’s not to Mrs. Gu’s taste... I’ll contact the kitchen to make something else right away, I’m sorry, please calm down," the waiter pleaded.

These were dishes made by the top chefs of a five-star hotel... each one a delicacy, not to mention their hefty price tags.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Gu had no appetite for them.

Jian Ran observed Gu Mochen’s somewhat excessive reaction and pursed her lips, saying softly, "There’s no need to go through so much trouble, I’m just not very hungry right now."

"You were exhausted last night, only eating some dessert when changing into the evening gown. You hardly ate anything else. How can you possibly have no appetite?"

Jian Ran: "..."

So he knew everything.

Jian Ran pursed her lips. She had always known that this man was unfathomably deep, but little did she know that everything was proceeding according to his well-laid plans.

It seemed...

That her attendance at the banquet yesterday was also inextricably linked to Gu Mochen?

Then... he appeared right when it was appropriate, and from there... after two days of not seeing each other, the friction between them grew restless... and everything began to undergo earth-shattering changes.

Jian Ran kept her facial expressions well managed and spoke softly, "There’s no need, I... really am not very hungry, maybe I just don’t like Western food that much."

"Bring in a chef from Hong Kong who specializes in Cantonese cuisine," Gu Mochen commanded.

"Yes, Mr. Gu."

After the waiter responded fluently in English, he quickly and respectfully took his leave.

Tang Bao, seeing the signs of Gu Mochen becoming angry, pouted her small mouth and asked softly.