Page 823 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

"Mm."

Satisfied with the praise from the woman he cherished, Gu Mochen hooked up the corners of his lips, raised his hand to stroke the woman’s hair, then pursed his lips and said.

"Mm, I forgot to say... the Wisteria Tree here—I’ve already arranged for people to plant Butterfly Orchids..."

The implication was...

Han Siming wanted to hold onto this last memory, sorry, but it’s all in vain.

Upon hearing Gu Mochen’s words, Han Siming’s face turned cold, and he twitched the corners of his mouth... The man felt utterly drained, trying to stand up, only to realize... his legs felt as if they were leaden.

Ha-ha... Gu Mochen can really be ruthless.

Han Siming looked up at the man towering over him, especially at the unique aura of a sovereign surrounding him, and said hoarsely.

"What gives you the right... Gu Mochen... What gives you the right... You are my elder brother... I am also Gu Wei’s son, why.

.. can I only bear the name Han... why..

. can I only guard the modest Han Family, while you helm the Gu Family.

.. Why must I live forever in your shadow, and now, my beloved woman, you want to take her away too?

What gives you the right, what are all these rights based on. "

Han Siming ranted on his own, clenching his fists tightly, his handsome face slightly feral.

Jian Ran heard Han Siming’s words and tugged at the corner of her lips.

He only saw Gu Mochen’s present success, but did he ever consider that when Dong Qin intruded as a third party, Gu Mochen, who had lost his mother, was just a teenager, utterly helpless.

He was forced to become independent at a young age.

While Han Siming seemed like a flower in a greenhouse, well protected.

These... there were no specific reasons for them in the first place.

Now... He’s turned into a victim, accusing Gu Mochen.

Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes were somewhat annoyed; she couldn’t stand seeing Gu Mochen wronged.

Jian Ran tightened her cherry lips, about to speak, but Gu Mochen overbearingly reached out his large hand and seized her small one.

Feeling the warmth in the man’s palm, Jian Ran’s heart slowed down.

"Han Siming, you becoming what you are today, I feel... I have a part to blame. I was too protective of you back then, even... out of consideration for you, I showed mercy to Dong Qin."

"As for the so-called aura, sorry, but I started from scratch... Mm, as for the Gu Family, it was my mother’s dowry, and if not for this reason, even if Gu Family were handed over to me by Gu Wei himself, I might not even take a second glance.

As for Jian Ran, from beginning to end, she belongs to no one but herself, and I, too, belong to her. "

Jian Ran: "..."

Gu Mochen’s words, neither humble nor haughty, not overly affected, but each sentence deeply imprinted in Jian Ran’s heart.

Jian Ran’s heart thumped relentlessly upon hearing Gu Mochen’s words.

Gu Mochen had the Carlo Consortium in Italy in his hands, after all... So, the Gu Family was nothing compared to the Carlo Consortium.

It’s just... Han Siming is smug and short-sighted, and he simply doesn’t know any better.

Only in love... possession.

Gu Mochen didn’t place himself on a pedestal as if she were his possession; rather... they respected each other.

Even... he cast off status, willing to be her man.

Jian Ran felt an indescribable flavor churning inside, awkwardly shifting her gaze away, not wanting Gu Mochen to notice the moisture in her beautiful eyes.

Mm, moved to the point of being overwhelmed.

When Gu Mochen spoke words of affection, they were second to none.

...

Han Siming: "..."

Han Siming listened to Gu Mochen’s words, struggling to stand, especially seeing Jian Ran moved with reddened eyes, an indescribable fury surged within him.

Gu Mochen must be feeling smug now; he won.

He succeeded in capturing Jian Ran.

Han Siming, with bloodshot dark eyes, looked at Gu Mochen before him... couldn’t help but blurt out what he’d always wanted to say.

"Don’t pretend to be so noble. Do you dare to tell Ranran the whole truth about the past?"

Gu Mochen: "..."

Gu Mochen narrowed his eyes; this Han Siming... really was a revelation today.

Like a cornered beast.

These mother and son have the exact same temperament.

Gu Mochen’s eyes turned cold, his whole being exuding a dangerous aura. Jian Ran, upon hearing this, was briefly startled, not knowing the meaning behind Han Siming’s sudden words.

"What is it?"

Gu Mochen looked into Jian Ran’s puzzled beautiful eyes. Some things... he planned to confess himself, not wanting them to be uttered by others. Gu Mochen narrowed his eyes and spoke.

"It’s nothing..."

"Mm."

Since Gu Mochen said it was nothing, Jian Ran did not plan to inquire further, the basic trust between husband and wife is there.

"Let’s go."

Gu Mochen ignored what Han Siming had said, arrogantly encircling Jian Ran’s slender waist with his large hand, ready to leave with her, only to hear Han Siming’s heart-wrenching, frantic words rise from behind.

"Gu Mochen... By doing this, aren’t you afraid I’ll tell Ranran?"

Gu Mochen narrowed his eyes. He had told Han Siming in the past out of trust, but this man clearly took a trifle and turned it into an order, really taking it seriously.

Gu Mochen turned around, a cold sneer curving the corner of his mouth, looking mockingly at the pitiful man before him, he declared firmly, word by word.

"You’re welcome anytime... If, you don’t want to repeat the same mistakes as Dong Qin."

He did things without consideration for anyone’s face.

Now... if Han Siming really wanted to break off ties with him, Gu Mochen saw no issue with it.

Han Siming was silenced by Gu Mochen’s powerful aura, speechless, trying to say something... only to find he couldn’t speak at all, could only watch powerlessly as Jian Ran was led away from him by Gu Mochen.