Page 598 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

"Jian Ran, you vixen, if it hadn’t been for you... Siming would have been mine, and I wouldn’t be left with nothing, reduced to a murderer. Just go die."

"Haha, only when you’re dead will I be happy... content."

Jian Ran, upon hearing the woman’s scream behind her, instinctively turned around, only to see Chu Yingying charging at her again with the knife in hand.

Because the distance was too close, neither Jian Ran nor Gu Mochen could evade in time.

In the blink of an eye, Jian Ran only felt the man’s large hand wrap around her slender waist, a spin enclosing her in his arms, with the man’s deep voice resounding in her ears.

"Be careful."

Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes trembled...

Feeling Gu Mochen holding her tightly in his embrace, the man’s muffled voice then erupted by her ear.

Jian Ran’s complexion changed...

What had happened.

...

"President Gu!"

"President Gu..."

The security guards’ complexions changed; just now, Gu Mochen had protected Jian Ran by pulling her into his arms and presenting his back to Chu Yingying, using his body as a shield.

Chu Yingying’s dagger plunged directly into Gu Mochen’s back and blood gushed forth in an instant.

The entire blade had buried itself into the man’s body.

"You woman... really are!"

An infuriated security guard slapped her hard across the face, sending Chu Yingying flying onto the ground with the force, her mouth stained with fresh blood, yet she couldn’t stop laughing, having hit her mark, even though it wasn’t Jian Ran. Such damn pity.

Meanwhile, another guard hurriedly dialed the emergency number 120.

...

Jian Ran turned around, trembling, and saw Gu Mochen standing in front of her, forcefully supporting his body, her gaze falling on the dagger sticking out of his back, her face paling.

The dagger was positioned right over the man’s chest.

Jian Ran... her heart quivered intensely.

Jian Ran’s gaze met Gu Mochen’s blood-soaked back as the man’s white shirt became completely drenched, her face turned even whiter.

"Gu Mochen, how... how are you?"

Jian Ran’s eyes showed utter chaos, her voice shaking uncontrollably as she spoke.

Subconsciously, if something happened to Gu Mochen, she probably would collapse.

Because... now she and Tang Bao couldn’t live without Gu Mochen.

"Don’t worry, it’s nothing."

Gu Mochen forced a smile, having not been injured for many years. Chu Yingying had thrust the dagger with the intention to ensure Jian Ran’s death, so the force was considerable.

Jian Ran watched his pale lips, her small hand reaching out to touch the wound on his back, to help stop the bleeding...

And she wondered... if she should support Gu Mochen... to lie down.

She was utterly anxious.

The blade stuck at the position of the chest...

She was no child.

Jian Ran’s eyes trembled, already brimming with moisture as she looked tearily at the man in front of her.

"Gu Mochen, you can’t die, don’t die..."

"Alright, I promise you..."

Gu Mochen, squeezing out a smile, looked at the terrified Jian Ran, reached out his hand to her hair, and spoke softly.

"Call Ms. Wu using my phone later and tell her... to take care of Tang Bao for now, because... it’s a bit late to pick her up now, and... I am in no position to do so. I fear scaring our little princess, for daddy can’t lie and say the blood is ketchup."