Page 822 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

"It’s okay."

Although she said it was okay, her wrist was swollen red from where Han Siming had just gripped it tightly, clearly protesting the man’s excessive force.

Gu Mochen’s dark eyes grew even colder.

"Um..."

Jian Ran was somewhat frightened and hadn’t regained her composure yet when Gu Mochen pulled her into his arms, leaning against the man’s robust chest to calm her mind.

Gu Mochen’s sharp gaze then swept towards the man lying on the ground, his thin lips lightly parting to utter cold, incisive words.

"Han Siming, who gave you the audacity to do this, huh?"

Gu Mochen’s voice was very low, emitting an intimidating chill that sent shivers down one’s spine.

Tears still lingered in Han Siming’s dark eyes.

Hearing Gu Mochen’s words, his voice hoarse, he couldn’t help but speak, "Brother.

.. I have nothing left... nothing at all.

.. why do you have to take Jian Ran away from me?

Can we just let bygones be bygones regarding what you did to my mom, okay? Just give me Jian Ran back..."

Han Siming pleaded, his entire body helplessly collapsing to the ground.

This place... was beneath the Wisteria Tree, where too many beautiful memories had taken place.

But now... those memories come to an abrupt halt.

The original wisteria flowers blooming brightly, now only withered vines remained, as if mocking oneself.

The incident with Dong Qin, the exposure of Dong Qin’s temperament, the Han Family’s stocks plummeting, teetering on the edge of collapse.

Han Siming... felt he truly had nothing left.

Only Jian Ran.

Gu Mochen: "..."

Hearing this, Gu Mochen’s mouth curled into a cold smile, his deep eyes, like the night, gazed at the beleaguered Han Siming in front of him.

It seemed... had he occasionally supported Han Family and been too generous to Han Siming?

So... giving the man a bowl of porridge wasn’t enough, now he was greedily desiring two bowls, three bowls, four bowls, or even... an entire pot.

"Han Siming, whether Jian Ran was really taken away from you by me, I think... you know very well... Furthermore, Jian Ran is mine... why should I give her back to you? Huh? Sorry, I don’t quite understand what you mean by ’give back’? "

Jian Ran was equally astounded by Han Siming’s words.

He... meant that she belonged to him.

Now, it turned out Gu Mochen was the one who snatched away a loved one.

Just as Jian Ran was about to become angry, she saw Gu Mochen silently protect her behind him and chose to remain silent.

Sometimes... in a fraternal rivalry, if a woman meddles, it only escalates the conflict.

Meeting Gu Mochen’s intimidating gaze, Han Siming didn’t dare to utter another word...

Gu Mochen had always been like this... since childhood, just one stern glance from him and he would immediately crumble.

Han Siming’s heart raced... Seeing Gu Mochen’s sharp demeanor, he struggled to speak.

"Four years ago... Jian Ran and I were a couple."

"Sorry... That was just something from four years ago. I don’t wish to delve too much into Jian Ran’s past; I only want to focus on her present and future... Besides... who hasn’t encountered a few jerks when they were young... It’s nothing unusual."

Gu Mochen’s words were calm but resounding with certainty.

Jian Ran couldn’t help but inwardly admire Gu Mochen’s clean and decisive speech.

Indeed, Gu Mochen... each word was exquisitely chosen, as if each sentence landed a stinging slap across Han Siming’s face.

Jian Ran felt a warmth in her heart, looking towards Gu Mochen beside her, she whispered close to the man’s ear, "Mr. Gu is truly amazing."