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Page 525 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Rescuing her was something he did without a second thought.

Jian Ran: "..."

Jian Ran, trembling, stretched out her small hand to search for the source of the man’s injury. Her gaze reached the stone steps nearby, where Han Siming must have just collided.

"Han Siming, you’re bleeding, I... I’ll take you to the hospital."

Jian Ran’s voice was trembling badly, as there was too much blood.

There was a fleeting illusion that Han Siming’s tone was weak and powerless as if his vital signs were fading away.

"As long as you are alright... it’s good."

Han Siming managed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, Although he was injured, her safety was all that mattered to him.

Han Siming fell onto Jian Ran weakly and said in a feeble voice.

"Ranran, I... owe you an apology... Sorry, I don’t know if it’s too late to say it now."

Jian Ran: "..."

Jian Ran, looking at the man who had fainted on her, was surrounded by the pungent smell of blood, and her face turned extremely pale.

"Han Siming... please be alright."

Please... don’t let anything happen.

Jian Ran never intended for her relationship with Han Siming to end with the cessation of life.

Her original intention was to keep a deliberate distance from the man, as the affairs of their younger years should have been carried away by the wind a long time ago.

And then there was her relationship with Gu Mochen.

In the beginning, there was no right or wrong between them.

It was just the wrong time, when they met the wrong person.

...

Not far away.

Gu Mochen had entered the hall holding Tang Bao when he heard the abnormal acceleration of a car behind him. He turned around to see it was a van headed straight for Jian Ran’s direction.

Jian Ran couldn’t dodge in time...

It was Han Siming who threw himself on her, embracing Jian Ran to avoid the van’s impact.

The van braked sharply to a halt and the person who descended was Chu Yingying...

Gu Mochen could distinctly feel his heart being squeezed.

He had never experienced such fear of loss before.

If... something really happened to Jian Ran.

He dared not even think about it.

Gu Mochen’s dark eyes flashed with a hint of darkness as he quickly walked towards Jian Ran and Han Siming’s direction while holding Tang Bao, instructing the security guard, "Call an ambulance, and then call the police."

"Yes, President Gu..."

...

Chu Yingying stumbled toward Jian Ran and Han Siming, practically crawling to their location.

"Siming, how are you? Don’t die... I just wanted to kill this woman, I didn’t want you to die."

Chu Yingying’s tears poured out of her eyes, and her heavily made-up face was a ghastly sight to behold.

"Jian Ran, why don’t you die? In high school, Han Siming liked you, he only saw you, nobody else.

.. it’s still the same now, he actually foolishly got himself hurt for you.

.. what virtue or ability do you have? Not only that.

.. he... he also recklessly hurt me for you.

.. Does he not know that exposing those videos is sending me to hell, I can’t stay in the Chu Family anymore, I can’t stay in Yuncheng City anymore. "

Jian Ran: "..."

Jian Ran’s mind was a mess, unable to listen to whatever Chu Yingying was saying, as she carefully checked Han Siming’s head injury and performed basic first aid to stop the bleeding.

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