Page 869 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Design Department, Jian Ran’s office:

Jian Ran subconsciously raised her hand to push away the man standing before her when she saw Gu Mochen’s tall figure appear in front of her.

Just now... she didn’t know what happened.

She just felt a darkness before her eyes... and then the whole person felt a bit dizzy.

Jian Ran couldn’t figure out why this sudden sign appeared.

She just felt... that she seemed quite exhausted these days.

Jian Ran bit her lip, looked at the man before her with an imposing presence, and pursed her lips, "Mo Chen..."

"What’s wrong, not feeling well?"

Gu Mochen, seeing Jian Ran’s complexion somewhat pale, directly reached out and pulled her behind him, his narrow and long dark eyes squinting slightly, his tone full of tenderness and consideration.

Jian Ran looked at Gu Mochen, who had quietly pulled her away from Han Siming’s side, bit her lip, and shook her head.

"It’s nothing serious..."

"Mhm."

Jian Ran hadn’t expected that Gu Mochen would not reprimand her at all... instead, he directly started by asking if she felt unwell.

Sometimes, when the right person... appears, other people instantly become superfluous.

Han Siming... had already become worthless in her heart.

Jian Ran’s lips curled up into a sneer, raised her eyes to look at the Han Siming before her, and said coldly, "Your design has been rejected; redraw it and give it to me within three days."

Han Siming: "..."

Jian Ran’s tone was strictly business, and upon hearing her words, Han Siming’s dark eyes flickered with a hint of disappointment.

Looking at Gu Mochen again... just now, he had embraced Jian Ran in his arms; why... Gu Mochen did not show the slightest reaction.

Thinking of this, confusion filled Han Siming’s dark eyes.

As for Gu Mochen, his handsome face showed no emotion.

Gu Mochen was a man who could perfectly conceal his feelings.

"Big brother, why are you here?"

Hearing Han Siming’s words, Gu Mochen’s eyes narrowed slightly, and his lips curved up a bit.

"To check on the progress of the design department."

With Han Siming here...

How could Gu Mochen be at ease?

Sure enough, as soon as he arrived... he had seen the scene of Jian Ran being embraced by Han Siming.

Gu Mochen’s dark eyes were as calm as a still lake, devoid of any ripples, he casually glanced at Han Siming in front of him, his thin lips pursed.

"What’s the matter? Any problem?"

After all, Gu Mochen was the helmsman of the Gu Family.

Even if Han Siming dared to have an opinion, he wouldn’t dare to voice it.

Han Siming’s complexion turned somewhat unsightly as he quickly spoke.

"Of course not, brother... Sister-in-law, if there’s nothing else... I will take my leave now... Oh, right, big brother... just now I was only helping Ranran a bit, there’s nothing between us..."

Jian Ran: "..."

Han Siming, what a real shit-stirrer.

Jian Ran could see it now.

Jian Ran narrowed her eyes slightly, clearly feeling the man next to her exude a chill in his aura.

His own wife being so openly coveted by another man, naturally, Gu Mochen’s heart was far from comfortable.

Gu Mochen pursed his lips, his thin lips very sensual, his indifferent aura even more frightening.

"Mhm... no need for explanations, I trust Jian Ran very much, trust is the most important thing between husband and wife."

"Actually... the same goes for lovers, trust is the bridge for everything."

Han Siming: "..."

Upon hearing the word "trust" from Gu Mochen’s mouth, Han Siming’s complexion changed slightly.