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Page 691 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

In the hospital room:

Han Siming saw Dong Qin’s strange behavior and had a bad feeling in his heart.

Usually, when Dong Qin behaved like this, it mostly meant trouble for Jian Ran and Gu Mochen.

As Han Siming thought of this, he couldn’t help but blurt out, "Mom, are you planning to harm Ranran? Are you keeping something from me... Tell me now."

Dong Qin: "..."

At this point, Han Siming’s mind was still preoccupied with Jian Ran.

Dong Qin truly felt like she had raised an ungrateful son...

Dong Qin scoffed, straightened her expensive mink, and spoke with haughty disdain, "Siming, you don’t need to worry about Jian Ran at all.

She’s doing extremely well under Gu Mochen’s doting care.

Did you know that Mo Chen publicly supported her and even organized a promotion celebration for her?

It was a huge affair with thousands of attendees, all prominent figures from the Gu Family.

Not only that... but there was also a banquet at the Blue Sky Building in the evening. All of these grand gestures."

What Gu Mochen was implying was clear to everyone in the Gu Family: Jian Ran had nothing to do with plagiarism, and from then on, no one was permitted to talk behind her back.

Pausing for a moment, Dong Qin was still not appeased, still feeling the acute pain all over her body.

"I’ve always known that little enchantress wasn’t anything good... Now she truly has turned into a fox spirit, completely bewitching Gu Mochen. She gave birth to a daughter who looks just like a little vixen—so pretty from such a young age, she obviously knows how to ensnare people."

That little Lolita, ah, those huge, clear and innocent eyes, so full of tears, were incredibly touching, her vivacity unmatched.

Han Siming: "..."

Dong Qin’s words were truly harsh.

Han Siming’s handsome face turned a bit pale; he couldn’t stand it when Dong Qin attacked Jian Ran.

"Mom, I know Jian Ran isn’t like that."

Even though he knew Jian Ran wasn’t like that... the thought of her intimate gestures with Gu Mochen tormented Han Siming as if his heart was being sliced with a knife.

She was his own mother, yet her words felt like a sharp blade, stabbing fiercely into his chest.

Dong Qin knew Han Siming’s Achilles’ heel, so she hit right where it hurt.

Seeing Han Siming in such agony on the hospital bed, his face deathly pale and his eyes unfocused, Dong Qin let out a snort and spoke irritably.

"She had a child before even getting married... How clean could she possibly be... Siming, if you ask me... Jian Ran might have been pregnant by someone else while she was with you, and you were just foolish enough to mistake a prostitute for an angel."

Han Siming: "..."

She was speaking more and more nonsensically.

Han Siming clenched his fists tightly, and his tone grew colder.

"Mom... I want to rest now, please don’t say any more bad things about Jian Ran in front of me."

Dong Qin was infuriated, as every time she discussed Jian Ran with Han Siming, he had to contradict her.

On a normal day, whatever she wanted to say, Han Siming would go along with her.

But ever since he had seen Jian Ran again these past few days, there had been no peace of mind.

Dong Qin spoke annoyed, "Fine, fine... go and rest... I want to see just how long that little enchantress and Gu Mochen can keep up their arrogance, hmph."

Han Siming watched Dong Qin leave in a huff, understanding his mother’s personality all too well.

She was naturally combative.

And she was very competitive; therefore, she had always earnestly desired the Gu Family, and for many years... had been striving for it, but every time Gu Mochen was one step ahead.

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