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Page 804 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

In Yuncheng City, apart from Gu Mo Chen, it’s doubtful anyone else could have this much capability.

Han Siming held his head in his hands in agony, yet he could not conceal the grief in his heart.

One is the big brother he respects the most... the other, his own mother.

They were both the most important people to him, so why have things come to this?

Han Siming was extremely frustrated; in fact, all these years, he had been actively trying to avoid conflict, but in reality, some things are unavoidable.

Finally, one day, the battle between the two erupted.

For many years, Han Siming had always been aware that Gu Mo Chen had been subtly easing Dong Qin’s influence for his sake.

Only that... Dong Qin had always been greedy... and unscrupulous, resorting to all manner of conspiracies and tricks.

Gu Mo Chen glanced indifferently at the man in front of him, who was overwhelmed with sorrow, Han Siming... after all, grew up under the constraints of Dong Qin. After the incident, he, as a man, showed no sense of responsibility, only wept and appeared helpless.

Even his words of blame were powerless when spoken.

Compared to Han Siming’s helplessness, Gu Mo Chen was decisive and straightforward as he spoke: "Siming... let’s not beat around the bush. I did it."

Gu Mo Chen’s eyes were distant, and his speech was concise, yet it carried an irrefutable commanding presence, forming a stark contrast with the crying and helpless Han Siming.

Gu Mo Chen didn’t want to disturb Jian Ran and Tang Bao’s rest, his thin lips pursed as he continued.

"Let’s talk somewhere else. This is a hospital..."

Han Siming stepped backward weakly several times, his body sliding down along the wall.

"Heh... I thought you would hide it from me... Why tell me so directly..."

Why...

Although Gu Mo Chen’s thoughts were deep like the ocean, after his interactions with Gu Mo Chen, he knew that the man was straightforward and not one to engage in deception.

That was also why Han Siming respected Mo Chen. After the incident, Mo Chen did not hesitate to take responsibility.

How much he wished... that Mo Chen could fiercely deny any involvement and tell him that Dong Qin’s mishap was just a simple case of assault, nothing more.

And nothing else.

If Mo Chen had said so, even with many doubts, he would have chosen to believe him, simply because he was his big brother.

Han Siming’s eyes were moist, his whole person shining with tears.

Looking at the man’s pitiable state, Gu Mo Chen’s eyes darkened for a moment before he pursed his lips and said, "Han Siming, grow up. This place isn’t suitable for such discussions; come down to the coffee shop on the first floor with me."

"Alright."

Gu Mo Chen’s voice was always low, and upon hearing his words, Han Siming tugged at the corners of his mouth, dejectedly following Gu Mo Chen’s steps.

Even if... a real problem had arisen, he was willing to admit it was all his own doing.

But he lacks the courage to accuse him...

Han Siming felt like he was utterly useless.

In front of Gu Mo Chen, he was always like a child, oppressed by the man’s overwhelming aura.

...

Inside the ward:

After cleaning up the little girl, Jian Ran was ready to leave the ward to probe the situation, but found that Gu Mo Chen and Han Siming were nowhere to be seen.

Instead, there were neatly dressed bodyguards in black at the door, each with a sturdy figure.

Jian Ran darkened her eyes.

"Madam... the master had to step out for a moment, he’ll be back soon, if you need anything just tell us directly, we will arrange for someone to prepare it."

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