Page 833 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

The media’s words pierced into my chest like sharp blades, leaving me bleeding profusely.

Han Siming’s face was as pale as a ghost, devoid of any color, as his own biological father denied his existence.

A self-mocking smile tugged at the corners of Han Siming’s mouth, and after a long while, his voice choked as he said, "Sorry, no response."

Seeing Han Siming in such a disheveled state, his aides hurried forward to shield him from these trivial matters.

"Sorry, President Han is visiting Mrs. Dong and will not respond to questions from the media friends for now. Afterwards, the Han Family PR will explain and clarify to everyone, sorry, sorry."

The aides arranged for hospital security to escort Han Siming.

Han Siming was dispirited, his whole being in a state of repression, when he heard the media’s relentless speculation behind him.

"What a joke... He’s just a bastard. Oh dear... This bastard is really pitiful... Clearly a member of the Gu Family, yet denied recognition, forced to bear the Han surname."

"Sigh... I didn’t believe it at first either, but then I heard it was confirmed news. I often see Dong Qin, Han Siming, and Gu Wei dining out as a family of three. Ah, a family of three, with three different surnames, this is really absurd and laughable."

"Uh... There’s nothing that can be done.

Mr. Gu is a crown prince, and him... At best, he’s just riffraff.

.. Tsk, tsk, tsk, look, with Dong Qin’s accident, Gu Family’s stocks are as stable as Mount Tai, while Han Family’s are crumbling like dominoes, heh.

.. This really shows a man’s capability, sigh, if I were a woman, I’d definitely marry Gu Mochen over him.

Even though both from the Gu Family, the difference is day and night. "

Han Siming: "..."

Although the reporters did not use Huayong, these speculations entered his ears without missing a single word.

Han Siming felt utterly drained as he weakly pulled up the corners of his mouth, thoroughly debilitated.

His dark eyes were filled with sarcasm and chill.

They’re fucking right, as much as each is from the Gu Family, the difference between them is as vast as heaven and earth.

Why?

What the fuck is the reason?

Now... Gu Mochen has also snatched away the woman he loves most.

He is my older brother... As his younger brother, doesn’t he understand the concept of yielding?

The more Han Siming thought, the more distressed he became. He was extremely discontent, soulless and disoriented as he entered the elevator, and only when he reached the floor where Dong Qin’s room was located did he stumble out.

In Dong Qin’s hospital room, being Han Siming, Auntie Wang did not dare to stop him.

"Young Master, the lady and the master are both in the ward, please go in."

"Mm."

Han Siming responded indifferently as he walked into the hospital room, only to hear a woman’s scream and a man’s low roar...

Recognizing the voices, Han Siming quickly realized it was the video from the USB drive Gu Mochen had given him.

Han Siming’s face changed as he looked at Gu Wei watching expressionlessly, and forced a smile.

"Dad."

Gu Wei hadn’t expected Han Siming to come back suddenly and quickly closed the laptop, nodding his head.

"Mm."

Although they were father and son, the relationship between Han Siming and Gu Wei used to be affectionate...

After all, Dong Qin was a lubricant between them.

Now... Just after Han Siming heard the media saying that Gu Wei refused to recognize him as his son, he felt piercing heartache.

"Why do you look so upset?"

"Dad... someone leaked... our paternity relationship."

Han Siming thought for a long time, struggling to voice the question that had been weighing on his heart.