Page 861 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Jian Ran looked at Gu Mochen’s cold and stern handsome face...

This Han Siming, insincere and pretending all along.

In fact... Gu Mochen had also been keeping a tight grip on his emotions.

Jian Ran understood how Gu Mochen felt at the moment, her gaze fell on Gu Mochen’s palm, which rested on Han Siming’s shoulder, probably hoping Han Siming would pull back from the brink.

"Big brother... About what happened between your wife and me before, I’m sorry, it was my oversight, we were only classmates before... And I won’t overstep boundaries in the future."

"Um."

Gu Mochen responded indifferently, his eyes not looking towards Han Siming, but circling Jian Ran’s waist and heading for the door.

Tang Bao also didn’t say goodbye to Han Siming, Gu Wei, or Dong Qin, quietly snuggling in Jian Ran’s arms, and then joined Jian Ran and Gu Mochen in getting into the car.

Gu Mochen drove off, while Gu Wei, Han Siming, and Dong Qin, who was in a wheelchair, stayed respectfully where they were until Gu Mochen had completely gone before Gu Wei excitedly raised his hand and patted Han Siming’s shoulder.

"Not bad, well done, worthy of being my son Gu Mochen."

False and insincere...

At the same time, taking a circuitous route, retreating to advance, knowing that Gu Mochen responded to softer approaches, while also playing a card of familial emotions.

Beautifully acquiring ten percent of Gu Family’s shares, truly stunning.

Han Siming: "..."

Han Siming looked at Gu Wei’s delighted expression and pulled at the corners of his mouth.

In memory... Whenever Gu Wei looked at himself, it was always with disappointment, shaking his head.

Because his own son could not hold a candle to others.

Not as ambitious as Gu Mochen, not as capable as Gu Mochen...

Spending all day reading books... and also bearing the surname Han, in everyone’s minds, he’s the son of the Han Family, not a true member of the Gu Family.

Now... because of his aid in securing the ten percent from Gu Mochen’s hands, the man was already this happy, Han Siming tugged at the corner of his mouth.

So... it was the satisfaction of business interests that pleased him.

That’s why he acted in such a manner, right?

"All thanks to the teachings of dad... I followed dad’s instructions."

Han Siming feigned obedience as he followed Gu Wei back to the dinner table, sat down, both of them raised their glasses, clinked, then drank it down in one gulp.

"Not bad... A child worth teaching."

Gu Wei’s eyes were filled with satisfaction as he watched Han Siming’s obedient demeanor, so different from Gu Mochen.

No matter how capable Gu Mochen was, if he didn’t listen to him, it was all in vain, mere nonsense.

However... If the person was Han Siming, it seemed... things might turn around.

A gleam flashed in Gu Wei’s eyes, then his face broke into a smile as he warmly spoke.

"Siming ah... You’ll start working at Gu Family tomorrow. Mo Chen always keeps his word, hard to retract once it’s given, so... The ten percent of Gu Family shares he promised you will only be more, not less."

"Alright..."

"Yes, after you join Gu Family, we father and son must work together... When you are at Gu Family, if there are any rumblings, you must report to me immediately, understand?"

"Understood, dad, don’t worry."

Han Siming looked at the greedy man in front of him, Gu Wei, who trusted no one but himself.

It seems, it’s not just himself who’s a pawn; Gu Mochen is also just another one of his pawns.

This is why... Gu Mochen has such a cold attitude towards the Gu Family.

Contempt filled the depths of Han Siming’s dark eyes towards Gu Wei.

In Gu Wei’s heart, he was never a son...

He was only sent to keep an eye on Gu Mochen.

Gu Wei was very satisfied with Han Siming’s response and patted his hand again, the way Gu Mochen had just smacked his shoulder... actually made his back break out in a cold sweat.

...

Han Siming ate simply and then went upstairs, leaving Gu Wei and Dong Qin alone.

Dong Qin couldn’t feed herself now, relying on Auntie Wang to feed her.

But this feeding often resulted in part of the food being eaten... and then scattered all over the floor, as the corners of her mouth weren’t nimble anymore.

Originally in a good mood, Gu Wei’s face darkened upon seeing Dong Qin’s current state.

"Auntie Wang, what’s happened here? Everything is all over the place."

"Sorry, Sir... The mistress couldn’t open her mouth, and then when she chewed, it scattered everywhere."

Gu Wei: "..."

Gu Wei looked at Dong Qin, weak and unfocused, and felt disgusted.

"Enough... If she can’t eat, leave it be. It’s a waste of food. Do you think the Gu Family is running a bank?"

Auntie Wang was startled by Gu Wei’s words.

This Gu Wei... so cold-hearted.

"Yes, yes, yes... But what if the mistress gets hungry? At this late hour, it would be troublesome if the kitchen had to cook."

Auntie Wang was initially afraid of Dong Qin seeking revenge, without realizing that Dong Qin had become lethargic and even somewhat unable to care for herself.

It would be a relief if she starved to death... She was afraid such torment would continue.

Auntie Wang initially thought Dong Qin was just pretending, occasionally provoking her a little.

But how Dong Qin remained unresponsive to such abuse, and completely indifferent, Auntie Wang realized, Dong Qin must truly be done for, fully stricken with a stroke.

Truly gratifying.

In her heart, Auntie Wang hoped Dong Qin would just starve to death.

"Hehe... This bitch has it... even in the middle of the night, if she gets hungry, feed her dog food."

Auntie Wang: "..."

Feed Dong Qin dog food?

The thought of Dong Qin possibly eating dog food later made Auntie Wang quite happy, yet she had to feign difficulty on her face.

"Yes... Sir, I understand."

"Hmph, clean up here; I’m going upstairs."

If not for the face of Han Siming, Dong Qin... Gu Wei would’ve dealt with her long ago.

This woman caused him to lose face, she should’ve died long ago.

Watching Gu Wei leave in anger, Auntie Wang’s lips curled into a triumphant smile, then looking at Dong Qin sitting in her wheelchair with a vacant gaze, she suddenly raised her hand and slapped her hard.

"Hmph... Bitch, now you’ve got what’s coming to you."