Font Size
Line Height

Page 663 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Gu Mochen... performed quite well...

In the hospital room, the atmosphere had become somewhat tranquil for a moment.

Jian Ran felt a bit embarrassed and didn’t know what to do.

It seemed that after Gu Mochen fell ill, their relationship had become a little ambiguous, even somewhat difficult to understand.

Moreover... as for Qin Mu today... he truly let go, and he entrusted himself to Gu Mochen in a way.

Images of the day flashed through her mind one after another, and Jian Ran was somewhat lost in thought...

"Jian Ran, what are you thinking about?"

In the air, the man’s low and magnetic voice sounded in her ear, and after a moment of contemplation, Jian Ran replied in a soft voice.

"Thinking about... you..."

Gu Mochen: "..."

The light in the room was dim, so Gu Mochen couldn’t see Jian Ran’s slightly flushed face.

However, this soft whisper of missing him was enough to give Gu Mochen pause, his dark eyes took on a deeper shade of black... captivating and soul-stirring.

"Hmm..."

The low hum from Gu Mochen suddenly made the atmosphere even more ambiguous and strange.

Jian Ran pursed her lips and continued to speak.

"Thinking about... how your injury is doing, wondering... what’s on your mind... um, and also... thinking, Gu Mochen, what kind of person are you..."

In short, Gu Mochen was like an enigmatic man, deeply attracting Jian Ran and at the same time confounding her.

For such a man, Jian Ran still couldn’t gauge the proper distance.

Therefore... when facing such a powerful man like Gu Mochen, she would instinctively want to run away.

Because... such a man was like a poppy, full of temptation, something that any woman... would find hard not to be moved by, but little did they know that once touched... one would become deeply trapped and then... unable to escape.

Gu Mochen listened to Jian Ran’s frank words and his thin lips curled ever so slightly, stretching out his hand first.

"Give me your hand."

Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes widened in surprise, and hearing the man’s unwavering words, she slowly lifted her hand and placed it in his.

Their hands overlapped... Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes flickered again.

"I am right here in front of you, completely in front of you, Jian Ran... you don’t need to think about anything, just feel it."

The man’s words were full of deep meaning, and Jian Ran pursed her lips.

"Hmm... it’s getting late... let’s go to sleep earlier."

The conversation was becoming too profound if taken any further.

Everything would have to wait until Jian Anguo got out of prison to be discussed.

And wait until their three-year marriage term came to an end as well... Otherwise, after all, the initial agreement was a three-year marriage contract, and if the term hadn’t passed, Jian Ran always felt that her marital relationship with Gu Mochen was still superficial.

Their beginning hadn’t been beautiful, but maybe after the dust settled and they set sail again, things could be better.

A woman’s thoughts are naturally more numerous than a man’s... and more delicate, yet not as meticulous as a man’s.

Gu Mochen knew that Jian Ran was deliberately avoiding his words, and his lips curled slightly.

"Alright, Mrs. Gu, good night."

"Hmm..."

"Jian Ran... I believe that some things don’t need to be said too directly or too often, but... I still want to say to you, I hope... that in every day of our future lives, I can say good morning and good night to Mrs. Gu..."

At the man’s words, a tremor went through Jian Ran’s heart, and a strange emotion spread infinitely within her.

Table of Contents