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Page 640 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

In the hospital ward, upon the disheveled big bed, two people’s skin touched.

Jian Ran didn’t know how many times she had called Gu Mochen ’husband’, but it was clear the man still wasn’t satisfied...

He was still insistently demanding...

She had indeed called out already, obviously the man was still not content.

Jian Ran pouted her little mouth, her expression just like Tang Bao’s, as Gu Mochen’s eyes narrowed slightly... a deep gleam flitting across them.

"Jian Ran... you’ve already called me ’husband’ with the simple method... but the difficult one... is right on the tip of your tongue."

Jian Ran: "..."

To reach the level of Gu Mochen is truly unmatched.

With her face turning bright red, Jian Ran tried to avert her gaze unnaturally and spoke in an annoyed tone.

"Husband."

The single word ’husband’ seemed to soften all of Gu Mochen’s bones.

Gu Mochen’s eyes narrowed slightly, a deep and profound glint passing through them as he looked towards the woman in his arms with an almost unnoticeable smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"Mmm... my wife is so good."

Jian Ran: "..."

Shameless as Gu Mochen is.

Mr. Gu... could you be any more shameless?

In her heart, Jian Ran was full of disdain for Gu Mochen. Hearing his words, she disregard the fact that she wasn’t wearing much under the thin quilt and hurriedly asked.

"Gu Mochen... hurry up and tell me, what’s the difficult method?"

"Um... in fact, the difficult method is quite simple..."

Jian Ran: "..."

To be honest, she had no clue, but Gu Mochen obviously seemed to have a plan.

By comparison, Jian Ran felt utterly outmatched.

After all... in this area, Gu Mochen was clearly the expert...

An old hand...

"Then you tell me."

"Ah, it depends on the approach."

Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes were startled upon hearing Gu Mochen’s words. She continued to ask, following his idea like picking up melons and pulling vines.

"Um... it depends on the approach. That is to say, dealing with Lan Xing and dealing with Dong Qin, we need to take different approaches."

"Correct... So what do you think their respective weaknesses are?"

Jian Ran: "..."

Jian Ran seriously settled down to think and Gu Mochen adored the serious look on the woman’s face; his lips formed a barely-there smirk and his eyes filled with amusement and affection.

When Jian Ran was earnest, she was extremely beautiful.

After pondering for a moment, Jian Ran softly said, "As for Lan Xing, she’s not that scheming. By contrast, she’s a bit more willful and reckless... Um, her weakness is her temperament, she’s hot-head and impulsive, not very scheming. I think, if we deal with her, this method will be effective."

"As for Dong Qin, after all, she is currently a director in name for the Gu Family... um, she has some background and is more calculating... If we talk about her weakness, it’s only Han Siming... and the fear of loss, um... for instance, she has always suspected that there’s a child in my belly..."

Listening to Jian Ran’s accurate analysis, Gu Mochen knew he hadn’t chosen the wrong person.

Gu Mochen curled his lips in satisfaction, nodding in response to her words.

"Not bad... my wife is smart..."

"But... Gu Mochen, you haven’t actually said what the solution is?"

Gu Mochen looked at Jian Ran’s slightly anxious words. His thin lips curled, drawing close to the woman’s ear, he began to speak slowly and deliberately.

After hearing what Gu Mochen said, Jian Ran suddenly understood...

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