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Page 521 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Jian Ran’s heart was pounding like thunder when she said that.

As for the truth of those words, she feared only she would ever truly know...

Was she trying to confirm that all men are the same or was she trying to confirm... Gu Mochen’s childhood sweetheart?

The scales in her heart had actually tipped a long time ago.

Gu Mochen: "..."

Was this Jian Ran showing jealousy?

Gu Mochen found it extremely amusing...

Then, with a large hand, he encircled the woman’s waist, lifted Jian Ran straight into his arms, and spoke with seduction in his voice.

"Jian Ran... if... I told you there was never a childhood sweetheart, would you believe me?"

Jian Ran shook her head with certainty.

She resolutely did not believe it.

At Jian Ran’s response, the smile on Gu Mochen’s lips deepened a few shades as he gazed at her charmingly indignant manner, and tempted her with his words.

"Alright... then I’ll tell you... last time at the Qin Family, when you came out of the bath, I was on the phone with Tang Bao."

Jian Ran: "..."

Jian Ran was completely stunned by Gu Mochen’s answer.

What did that mean?

How could that be...

Gu Mochen watched with satisfaction as Jian Ran stood there dumbfounded and continued to tempt her: "It’s true... if you don’t believe me, later you can check the phone number I have saved for Tang Bao... If I’m not mistaken, that number belongs to Qin Three."

Jian Ran: "..."

Jian Ran had anticipated countless scenarios in her mind.

Yet she had never considered that this number could actually belong to Tang Bao.

Jian Ran became uncontrollably disheveled.

"What?"

Gu Mochen looked at the woman in front of him with interest and said, "Because Mommy wasn’t home, so Tang Bao thought of calling me... If you don’t believe it, you can also check the call log."

Jian Ran: "..."

"Ranran, so are you jealous of Tang Baobao now?"

Jian Ran met the man’s playful dark eyes, standing there dumbfounded once again.

Gu Mochen...

He had won...

Jian Ran let out a wry smile, her face flamed red.

She...

Had actually mistaken Tang Bao for Gu Mochen’s childhood sweetheart... the woman in his heart.

Because... she had never seen Gu Mochen speak so tenderly with another woman.

She hadn’t expected that on the other end of the phone wasn’t a woman, but a 3-year-old little loli...

Her own daughter, no less...

Jian Ran now wanted to find a hole to bury herself in because... this was just too embarrassing.

"Ranran... now, can you accept that not all crows in the world are black?"

Jian Ran: "..."

Jian Ran faced Gu Mochen’s smiling eyes, and especially his magnetic, seductive laughter, almost as if a huge net were swallowing her up.

"And... I’m not one to talk, alright, I hope Mrs. Gu will do me justice."

Jian Ran: "..."

Gu Mochen’s behavior was the classic case of taking advantage of a situation.

Jian Ran fiercely berated Gu Mochen in her heart, her face blushing furiously.

"Gu Mochen... you’re no good thing yourself."

"Hmm... after all, I am a person... aren’t I?"

Jian Ran: "..."

Jian Ran, having realized that Gu Mochen’s childhood sweetheart was actually Tang Baobao, felt as if she had been struck by lightning. The realization was so overwhelming that she responded irritably.

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