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Page 818 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Later, I came to realize that Han Siming was all talk and no action.

As for Qin Mu... always fooling around... back then, I foolishly thought Qin Mu was unambitious... always clashing with the teacher... it was really childish.

Jian Ran tugged at the corners of her lips, facing the past, and realized how foolish she had been.

"Long time no see."

Jian Ran spoke lightly, as her own opening remark.

When Han Siming heard the familiar voice of the woman behind him, his dark eyes flickered, and he turned around to see Jian Ran standing in front of him in a white sweater, which greatly accentuated her fair, enticing face.

Seeing Jian Ran become even more elegant and graceful, clearly being pampered well, Han Siming felt an indescribable sentiment churning inside him.

Seeing Han Siming’s eyes continuously red, as if he was holding back some emotions, Jian Ran couldn’t help but frown slightly.

"Long time no see... Hehe... Long time no see..."

Han Siming kept repeating this phrase in his speech, and finally spoke weakly and hoarsely: "Ranran, I wish... time could turn back to 4 years ago, then... we wouldn’t need to be so estranged and say such distant words."

Jian Ran: "..."

Men can be more affected than women when sentimental.

Jian Ran tugged at the corner of her mouth, heard Han Siming’s words, and responded with a slight curve of her lips, but did not react much, just quietly waiting for the man to continue.

Turning back time...

Easier said than done.

Han Siming... he still hasn’t changed.

Always talking big, full of fanciful ideas.

In this respect... Qin Mu is truly far superior to Han Siming...

Jian Ran was full of disdain for herself... I really was blind back then.

"Ranran... four years ago..."

Jian Ran: "..."

Han Siming was bringing up the past again.

Upon hearing this, Jian Ran’s face turned cold, and she directly interrupted him lightly.

"Four years ago, there’s nothing worth mentioning... Well, your mother offered me a million to leave you... and as you know, I have a proud nature, so I didn’t take it, and afterwards, I couldn’t bother explaining, it’s that simple."

Jian Ran spoke concisely, her beautiful eyes clear and her small hands clenched.

Han Siming never knew...

Every time the past is brought up, it’s a double injury for me.

In his view of the world, he thinks if he keeps apologizing, I would forgive him.

Such a ridiculous overconfidence.

He never considers my feelings, thinking that after his apology, his conscience is cleared, but my heart is repeatedly torn.

Han Siming: "..."

Han Siming looked at Jian Ran’s perfunctory words, and even glossing over the initial pain, felt very uncomfortable inside.

Dong Qin almost always nagged about the past in front of him... Not only that, the woman also particularly liked to humiliate Jian Ran in front of him.

Insulting Jian Ran...

Saying how Jian Ran used to be unvirtuous and greedy.

I... actually fucking believed it.

Dong Qin exaggerated the tales, but the truly aggrieved Jian Ran said nothing and chose to remain silent.

Comparing the two, Han Siming finally realized how good Jian Ran was.

Han Siming could not help but laugh out loud, tears welling in his dark eyes.

"Yes... If things were really as simple as you described, it would have been great... but, Ranran... why did you hide from me, the things back then weren’t so simple, my mother not only tried to bribe you but also humiliated you.

.. even went on to physically assault you, throwing money on your face and body, why didn’t you tell me how much you suffered back then. "

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