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Page 543 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Having finished speaking, Secretary Zhou hurriedly walked towards the guest room on the first floor, hinting with his eyes that Qin Mu could refrain from being the third wheel. Qin Mu tugged at the corner of his mouth, his complexion somewhat unsightly.

"Come, Tang Baobao, uncle will hold you and bathe you... and cuddle with you to sleep tonight."

"Yay..."

To tell the truth, it was really difficult to sleep with a three-year-old little lass.

This delicate little body made one worry about accidentally crushing her.

And if one distanced oneself, there was the worry that the little lass might fall off the bed.

All in all, holding Tang Bao in sleep was a painful yet joyful experience for Qin Mu.

Gu Mochen and Jian Ran watched as Qin Mu held Tang Bao and went straight upstairs. Tang Bao’s bedroom on the second floor had also been newly decorated.

Gu Mochen furrowed his brows, "Can he take good care of her?"

"Mm, when I used to go to work, or when I stayed out with you, it was always him who helped look after Tang Bao. Qin Mu is like you; he takes care of children better than I do."

In this regard, Jian Ran was absolutely telling the truth.

Gu Mochen narrowed his eyes upon hearing this...

So, although Qin Mu wasn’t that great in cooking, he knew how to look after children.

Holding Tang Bao... to sleep... A glint of sharpness flashed through Gu Mochen’s dark eyes.

This... thinking about Qin Mu’s shirt completely covered in the darling girl’s drool the next day, Gu Mochen felt completely contented.

...

Because she trusted Qin Mu with the little lass, Jian Ran went straight back to the bedroom with Gu Mochen.

Now... they could peacefully accept staying in the same room together.

After all, they had done all the intimate things, so why play coy?

...

Gu Mochen first went to the study to take care of some business, and by the time he returned, Jian Ran had already finished bathing and was sleeping in the large bed.

Though already in bed, it was quite evident that Jian Ran wasn’t sleeping soundly.

And... she seemed somewhat restless.

Gu Mochen furrowed his brows and as he lay beside Jian Ran, he saw her suddenly open her eyes in panic.

"Don’t..."

Jian Ran had only dozed off for a while before she had a nightmare.

In the dream...

It was still the scene at the Gu Family’s entrance from earlier in the day, with Chu Yingying driving a van straight towards her.

Then, Han Siming... stood in front of her.

The scene was too bloody and brutal. Jian Ran took a while to recover, still feeling her limbs stiff, then Gu Mochen directly pulled her into his arms, his magnetic and seductive voice resonating in her ear.

"What’s wrong? Did you have a bad dream just now?"

Jian Ran: "..."

Jian Ran could smell the man’s distinctive familiar musk scent and nodded.

"It’s okay, what time is it?"

"Almost 1 o’clock."

Jian Ran: "..."

It really was getting late.

Jian Ran reached out with her small hand to rub her temple and looked towards the man beside her, speaking in a hoarse voice.

"I’m fine, let’s sleep."

"Mm."

Jian Ran prepared to wriggle out from the man’s embrace, but was instead firmly encircled by Gu Mochen’s strong arms, leaving her unable to move.

"Gu Mochen, holding me like this... I can’t sleep well..."

"Mm... perfect, I’m not sleepy either. How about we do something meaningful? What do you say?"

Gu Mochen looked at Jian Ran’s furrowed brows and found her beauty and distress incredibly moving... The only thing that pained him was that seeing Jian Ran frown, it felt like his heart was being squeezed.

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