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Page 553 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Jian Ran responded indifferently and then withdrew her small hand from the woman’s arm.

"Sorry... I think... although the Lan Xing director means well, Gu Mochen is a person who clearly rewards and punishes. He shouldn’t change the company’s rules just because of some words from old employees. This competition format, as long as it’s established by Gu Mochen, is company policy..."

After pausing, Jian Ran saw the satisfied curve of Gu Mochen’s lips and continued to speak.

"If Gu Mochen approves this for the sake of giving Lan Xing director face... I’m afraid his own employees would not be convinced."

Gu Mochen’s lips curved up more in satisfaction. In plain terms, Jian Ran was praising him to high heaven.

Making him satisfied...

Also leaving Lan Xing speechless...

He was bound to reject Lan Xing’s suggestion.

"Mmm... Miss Jian makes a good point."

"Gu Mochen, you... "

Lan Xing glared hatefully at Jian Ran and immediately blurt out, "Ranran, I’m doing this all for you. Please don’t bite the hand that feeds you."

Jian Ran slightly narrowed her eyes and fearlessly met the challenge head-on.

"Director Lan Xing... sorry, it’s precisely because I recognize true kindness that I am doing this..."

With that, Jian Ran continued.

"If you let me now... isn’t it also a way for you to mask your capabilities in public?

On the contrary, if you overtake me before the end of the month.

.., then after being successfully appointed as the director, you can gracefully step down and let me take the position of the design department director.

Then, everyone would surely sing your praises. "

Lan Xing: "..."

What Jian Ran meant was... she couldn’t let go now... If capable, then let go after winning the competition.

This little vixen, she knows very well that I can’t win.

"I..."

Seeing Lan Xing hold back from speaking, Jian Ran feigned innocence and asked.

"Oh my... It slipped my mind... Perhaps, Director Lan Xing, you can’t win against me at all... What’s the point of stepping down now..."

"Nonsense... As an old-timer in the design department, I have more than enough skills to beat you, it’s a piece of cake."

"Well, if that’s the case... then I’m really looking forward to it."

Having said that, Jian Ran smiled brilliantly, positively radiant and luminous...

Lan Xing realized she’d been tricked and couldn’t help but feel frustrated and resentful.

The little vixen, she’s got the guts.

...

Gu Mochen watched appreciatively as Jian Ran showed off her quick wit. He had already experienced her sharp tongue that morning.

Now, watching Jian Ran outwit others with her eloquence, he couldn’t help but feel extremely pleased.

Gu Mochen’s lips twitched slightly...

Jian Ran wasn’t about to let Gu Mochen off easy either.

"What do you think, Gu Mochen?"

"Miss Jian is right... First, the Gu Family is very fair... There’s no room for favoritism or cheating.

.. Second, I also think... Lan Xing, since you’re willing to step aside.

.. it’s better to win the competition and legitimately give the director position to Jian Ran after, rather than taking such a big detour now.

.. If someone didn’t know better, they might think you’re scared of losing, hence this pretense. "

Gu Mochen spoke decisively, every word landing heavily on Lan Xing’s face, as if slapping her.

How it felt...

Gu Mochen and Jian Ran seemed to be playing off each other.

I originally came here to elevate my own status, but I didn’t expect to be so utterly humiliated.

Lan Xing was now in a rage.

"Yes... Gu Mochen, I understand... Thank you for the reminder."

"Mmm."

Gu Mochen casually acknowledged then looked at Jian Ran with a doting expression.

"I have something to discuss with Jian Ran alone regarding the Bon project. Since there’s nothing else, Lan Xing, you may leave."

"Okay, Gu Mochen..."

Lan Xing, seething with resentment but unable to reveal her anger in front of Gu Mochen, could only glare at Jian Ran. As she brushed past Jian Ran, she bumped her sharply.

Jian Ran: "..."

That bump from Lan Xing was quite forceful indeed.

Jian Ran tugged at the corner of her mouth... This Lan Xing truly had a fierce and aggressive side.

Such a woman was just as terrifying as Chu Yingying.

When driven to madness, there’s nothing they wouldn’t do.

Thinking of this, Jian Ran furrowed her brows... a trace of unease hidden at the bottom of her heart.

Though she didn’t want to make enemies, it proved to be...

As hard as reaching the heavens.

...

After Lan Xing left, Gu Mochen, who had been lounging casually, stood up and proactively walked towards where Jian Ran was.

Watching the tall and slender figure of the man approaching step by step, Jian Ran’s smile froze, and she felt a chill run down her scalp.

Having just dealt with Lan Xing, she had not forgotten that Gu Mochen was a wolf...

Gu Lang!

She needed to keep her guard up against the wolf at all times.

"Gu Mochen, may I inquire, is there an issue with the Bon design project that you need to discuss with me alone?"

Gu Mochen advanced toward Jian Ran’s delicate figure, standing above her and looking down at the woman with an exquisite face. His mouth was curved in an inscrutable smile, loaded with deep meaning.

"No work matters... I just wanted to flirt with Mrs. Gu during office hours."

Jian Ran: "..."

Flirt my ass.

Filled with disdain for Gu Mochen, Jian Ran then archly said.

"As far as I know... I’m not that familiar with you, Gu Mochen... Seems like the word ’flirt’ is used rather loosely."

"Oh? Don’t people who’ve slept together count as familiar?"

Jian Ran: "..."

Oh my god...

Overcome with embarrassment, Jian Ran then felt the man’s large hand on her waist, pulling her into his embrace, and with lightning-fast speed, he pressed her onto the leather sofa beside them.

Before Jian Ran could react, a heavy masculine scent mixed with musk enveloped her.

Jian Ran was pinned down tightly beneath the man.

Though not exactly in broad daylight... it still was working hours. What on earth did Gu Mochen plan to do...

Jian Ran gazed up at the man above her, her eyes meeting his penetrating gaze, and her heart skipped a half-beat.

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