Page 881 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

But... the only consolation for herself was that the child was doing well, very healthy.

When Jian Ran thought about this, she sniffled, bit her lip, and left the director’s office, clutching the medical report tightly in her small hand, refusing to let go.

As long as the child is healthy...

Then... no matter what, she wouldn’t give up.

...

Jian Ran walked out of the examination room and saw a tall figure standing in front of her. As soon as Jian Ran recognized the man before her, her beautiful eyes widened, and she immediately cried out in shock.

"Han Siming? Why are you here?"

Han Siming, seeing Jian Ran’s usual pale face, fixed his gaze on the medical report in her hand and reached out to snatch it from her. Jian Ran tried to dodge the man’s grab, but his strength was greater, and she, unbalanced, stumbled many steps backward involuntarily.

It took a while... before Jian Ran steadied herself against the wall.

"Han Siming, what are you trying to do? This is a hospital, isn’t it?"

Han Siming turned a deaf ear to Jian Ran’s words, only looking for the results he wanted.

His dark eyes fell on the conclusion of the report in front of him... especially... the two words "Positive," and he immediately sneered, smirking coldly.

"Jian Ran, you’re pregnant... Haha... you’re pregnant."

Jian Ran: "..."

The man’s laughter was dark and chilling, showing no sign of blessing or joy, making one’s scalp tingle upon hearing it.

Jian Ran felt the same now, her appearance somewhat pale while listening to the man’s low laughter.

"Um... But that has nothing to do with you."

Having said that, Jian Ran tried to maintain a normal expression, but she was on guard against Han Siming standing in front of her.

Soon... she realized something was off.

Why... did Han Siming follow so closely on the heels of her hospital visit? There must be something wrong.

"Han Siming... Are you stalking me? Or did you have someone else do it?"

Jian Ran’s eyes were brimming with revulsion. If it wasn’t for stalking, Jian Ran couldn’t think of any other reason why Han Siming would suddenly appear in the hospital, before her.

Han Siming was direct hit by Jian Ran in his soft spot, momentarily at a loss for words, staring at the resolute beauty in front of him.

Han Siming, feeling like someone had caught him by the tail, could only look at Jian Ran and attempt to say something, only to find his throat unbearably dry.

"Ranran, I’m just concerned about you."

"Get lost... Han Siming, you really fucking disgust me."

Jian Ran was not a man who normally swore, but the man in front of her was truly unbearable.

Jian Ran clenched her small hand into a fist, glaring at the man in front of her, never expecting... Han Siming would stoop to such despicable lows as stalking.

Just now... Han Siming had disregarded her physical condition completely in snatching the medical report from her, and being with such a man... even seeing him made Jian Ran feel her eyes were contaminated.

Han Siming: "..."

Inside the hospital, where people were coming and going, Han Siming found it hard to save face after being publicly humiliated by Jian Ran, his handsome face turning deathly pale.

"Jian Ran, don’t go too far."

Jian Ran: "..."

After all this time, is your true character finally revealing itself?

Hearing Han Siming’s words, Jian Ran’s mouth curled into a mocking smile.

"Um... It’s really like a thief shouting to catch a thief, Han Siming... That’s something I should be telling you... Please, stay away from me, even farther away... Your very existence truly disgusts me."