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Page 870 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

It seemed as if Gu Mochen’s words really struck her like a slap, harshly landing on her own face.

Trust really is the cornerstone of everything.

Four years ago...

It was because she did not trust Jian Ran and chose to believe Dong Qin.

That’s why she and Jian Ran missed their chance.

Han Siming had to suspect that Gu Mochen did it on purpose.

Han Siming pursed his lips and, hearing the man’s words, his mouth twitched.

The man’s words... seemingly casual, yet they weighed heavily on his heart.

Han Siming felt a bit embarrassed and then awkwardly said, "Alright, I understand, big brother, I’m leaving now..."

"Mm."

Gu Mochen responded indifferently, watching Han Siming almost flee in a panic, leaving in a sorry state, his long, narrow eyes slightly narrowing as his gaze shifted away from the man’s departing figure.

Han Siming...

A cold smile played on the corners of Gu Mochen’s mouth.

Perhaps... some people, from the very beginning, were of the same kind as Dong Qin and Gu Wei.

Just that... he had misjudged.

Thinking of this, Gu Mochen’s eyes grew even colder.

Jian Ran waited until Han Siming left, her heart had been uneasy the whole time.

Because she didn’t know... what Gu Mochen was truly thinking.

"Mo Chen... Actually just now..."

"Do you need to get checked? Your face looks a bit pale."

Gu Mochen tenderly brushed Jian Ran’s messy hair from her forehead to behind her ear.

Jian Ran: "..."

The man’s dark eyes were filled with a warm gaze, looking at her so deeply and affectionately.

Jian Ran was taken aback by his words... then nodded, and shook her head.

"It’s nothing, maybe because of the wind yesterday, I caught a bit of a chill..."

Gu Mochen, looking into Jian Ran’s sincere eyes, still couldn’t fully let go of his concern.

"Let’s go get a checkup now, I’ll accompany you."

Jian Ran, seeing Gu Mochen’s domineering CEO demeanor as though he could summon the wind, couldn’t help but smile wryly, quickly reaching out her small hand to hold his large one, whispering.

"Gu Mochen... Stop making a fuss... Mm, you know how much Tang Baobao hates going to the hospital. If I go there and come back smelling like medicine, the little girl will probably let her thoughts run wild again."

"And hey, I’m not a child. I understand my own body’s condition. Mr. Gu... rest assured, I’m really okay."

The earnest look in Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes faced Gu Mochen... desperately trying to convince him.

Gu Mochen: "..."

Sometimes, dealing with Jian Ran and Tang Bao truly left one without any means.

Gu Mochen’s eyes narrowed slightly as he reached out and pulled Jian Ran into his arms.

"Alright, I’ll listen to you."

Being gently embraced by the man, his familiar scent enveloping her, Jian Ran’s cheeks flushed slightly. When the man spoke, his gentle breath sprayed on her ear.

It made her... even more unsteady.

Jian Ran... she actually felt a bit strange herself recently.

Not only did standing make her tired.

Even sitting... made her tired.

Sigh... lately, she hadn’t felt particularly fatigued.

In fact...

Because... every time Gu Mochen was about done with preparing things.

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