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Page 462 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes dimmed... At the age of blooming youth, if back then... after that one time, she hadn’t been so naive and had some self-protection awareness.

Perhaps... her life would have rewritten itself by now.

Jian Ran didn’t regret giving birth to Tang Bao, it was just... she wouldn’t fall into the same hole twice.

Otherwise, she would despise herself.

These words were absolutely true from Jian Ran, no hidden meanings with Gu Mochen.

Gu Mochen was a deep thinker and liked to beat around the bush, but sorry, she was not that kind of person.

After speaking, although her heart trembled and she felt like she was walking on thin ice, Jian Ran still bravely met Gu Mochen’s intense gaze.

Gu Mochen: "..."

The woman’s beautiful eyes were as clear as water, sharply black and white.

Sometimes, Jian Ran’s eyes were as pure as a child’s.

Very exquisite...

Just like her features.

Only... Jian Ran’s eyes were incredibly cold.

Jian Ran always said he was the deep thinker, but this woman’s thoughts were hidden deeper still.

He simply couldn’t see through her, had no idea what she was really thinking.

She sealed her heart away, leaving herself a solitary protective shell, keeping a safe distance from him, seeing him as a stranger... "Strangers, keep out."

"Jian Ran, do you really not want to have my child that badly?"

Gu Mochen gazed at the woman in front of him, his thin lips tinged with a hint of coldness, closing in step by step and then, taking advantage of his innate height, looked down on the woman before him.

Jian Ran: "..."

Jian Ran listened to the man’s angry voice, pursed her lips, and did not retort.

"Right, sorry."

Gu Mochen: "..."

Sorry, indeed.

Anger quickly took root and spread in the depths of Gu Mochen’s heart, suddenly he grasped the woman’s delicate and fair hand, snatching the recently purchased medicine box from her hand and threw it in a parabola into the trash can a short distance away.

"Did I ever tell you, a woman’s mouth isn’t meant to say sorry to a man?"

Startled, Jian Ran didn’t immediately grasp what Gu Mochen meant, before her lips were fiercely sealed by his.

The man’s roguish breath swept over her; Jian Ran couldn’t help but push against his chest with her small hands, but she was immovable.

Gu Mochen was incredibly strong...

So... were a woman’s lips meant just to kiss men and satisfy them?

Bullshit, such blatant male chauvinism.

Jian Ran’s mind was filled with mockery as she attempted to push him again, but her efforts remained weak and futile.

A moment later, Gu Mochen finally slowly released the woman before him...

At the Royal Hotel, with Tang Bao there, she couldn’t go back.

So, Gu Mochen directly took Jian Ran’s small hand with his, heading straight for the underground garage of the Royal Hotel.

Jian Ran’s eyes trembled...

"Gu Mochen, where are you taking me?"

"Didn’t you say you didn’t want to bear my child? But... I insist, so instead of choosing a date, let’s just do it today, now let’s go make a little brother for Tang Bao..."

Jian Ran: "..."

Might as well be called plundering, the man didn’t reason at all.

Jian Ran felt her wrist turning red from his tight grasp, and it hurt terribly.

"Gu Mochen! Calm down a minute."

"Sorry, I don’t know how to write those two words, ’calm down’."

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