Page 659 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

"Uh..."

Tang Bao seemed to understand but didn’t comprehend entirely, yet she listened seriously to Qin Mu’s words.

Knowing... Uncle Qin was serious...

Years later... when Tang Bao accidentally learned of this past, she came to understand even more that the seemingly demonic and cynical man in front of her...

...had loved in this years-long unrequited love more truly than anyone else.

...

On the way back to the hospital, Jian Ran’s eyes were red, her grief inconsolable.

She sniffled, and the corners of her eyes were never dry.

Gu Mochen knew the sorrow in her heart at this moment and gently wiped her tears with a tissue.

Only when Jian Ran had finally gotten her emotions under control did she come back to her senses and looked at Gu Mochen, who was driving, before speaking in a muffled voice.

"Gu Mochen... let me drive, your injuries are still serious."

Finally remembering himself, Gu Mochen felt... as if his injuries really weren’t that severe anymore.

Gu Mochen narrowed his dark eyes, a lustrous glint flashing through them, and shook his head as he listened to the woman’s concerned words.

"No need... we’re almost at the hospital."

"Mhm."

Jian Ran nodded her head, pursed her lips slightly, and her big, red-rimmed eyes looked endearingly cute.

Gu Mochen... loved Jian Ran dearly, just like this.

Knowing... Jian Ran’s brother-like, familial dependence on Qin Mu.

...

Gu Mochen parked directly at the hospital entrance, and Jian Ran was led out of the car by the hand.

The snowflakes outside were even more splendid... and it looked like it was going to snow heavily.

Jian Ran’s eyes were a bit dazed...

Yuncheng City... hadn’t seen such heavy snow in many years.

Back when it used to snow heavily, she and Qin Mu, along with Han Siming, would have snowball fights.

Now, more or less, things have changed.

"Snowflakes fall on your shoulders, white hair cascades down like a waterfall... Jian Ran... I want to hold your hand and just keep walking like this... to grow old together with you."

Upon hearing the man’s deep voice, Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes sparkled.

In college... there were always such fairy-tale-like rhymes about love.

For example... couples walking hand in hand in the snow... with snowflakes scattering on their shoulders, on their hair...

And before they knew it, their hair turned white.

And then... they grew old together.

Upon hearing Gu Mochen’s words, Jian Ran curved her lips, her eyes red...

She might have playfully shaken off the man’s hand and teased him... but now... she didn’t speak in objection.

"Gu Mochen... let’s go back to the ward first, it’s almost 9 o’clock, time for the drip, and also have the doctor check the wound."

Romance... balanced with everyday life...

Jian Ran’s mind was entirely focused on Gu Mochen’s injuries.

Gu Mochen loved how Jian Ran cared for him and hugged her whole body into his arms, whispering softly.

"No rush... I want to spend a little more time with you... Mrs. Gu."

Jian Ran: "..."

The title of Mrs. Gu was... truly a kind of spell, cast upon her and impossible to shake off.

Ever since she married Gu Mochen... besides being called Jian Ran, she was more often referred to as Mrs. Gu...

Jian Ran curved her lips, responding softly to the man’s words.

"Mr. Gu... don’t be stubborn... go get the drip."

"No... I want to be clingy for a while... I’ve promised your elder brother-in-law to treat you and Tang Baobao well, and being clingy is part of that."