Page 900 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

years ago... What I left for Gu Mochen and myself was a child.

And harm to myself.

Harm to Tang Bao.

...

Without words between them, Jian Ran listened to the breathing of the man on the other end of the phone, raised her hand to cover the corner of her lips, worried that her crying would be heard by him.

Jian Ran stepped out of the elevator, although she knew Gu Mochen was waiting for her in the room at the corner, her voice was still hoarse as she spoke.

"Gu Mochen, I’ve arrived, which way should I go now..."

"Turn left... keep walking to the end."

"Okay..."

Jian Ran gripped her small hand tightly... step by step... as if walking on blades, each step made her heart bleed.

Finally... Jian Ran reached the door of the private room from back then, her voice hoarse.

"Open the door, I’m at the door."

"Just like... back then... the door isn’t locked... you can just push it open."

Jian Ran: "..."

With these words from Gu Mochen, he was tacitly admitting what happened four years ago.

Jian Ran was choked with sobs, her entire body trembling as she cried, stumblingly raised her hand, and pushed open the room door in front of her. In the next instant, she was tightly embraced by the man.

Jian Ran: "..."

Just like it was back then... identical.

In total darkness, unable to see each other, only able to hear each other’s breathing... and the sound of sobbing.

Jian Ran’s long-suppressed emotions burst forth once more, as she forcefully pounded on the man’s chest in front of her.

"Gu Mochen... I hate you... I hate you... "

"Mmm... I know."

No matter how the woman struck his chest, Gu Mochen’s tall frame stood unshaken, tightly embracing the woman in front of him, and embracing her cries as well.

Even if Jian Ran was hurt, she could only heal in his embrace.

"Gu Mochen... why is it you... why..."

She finally found a good person... yet it turned out to be the man she had despised to the bone over these four years.

Jian Ran, eyes reddened, exhausted from hitting, fell weakly into the man’s arms, her voice sobbing as she spoke.

"How I wish, it was you back then... and how I wish... it wasn’t you."

Truly, women are creatures of contradiction.

Feeling the woman’s emotional upheaval, Gu Mochen gently caressed her back, murmuring lowly: "Ranran, I know... I know everything... Sorry for hiding it from you for so long... "

He paused, sorrow unmistakable in his deep eyes.

"I also wanted to be truthful, to tell you everything... but then... when Tang Bao fell ill... only then did I find out, our daughter... such a lovely, three-year-old little girl being sick... only then I knew... your hatred for that man from four years ago had its reasons, unforgivable..."

"The more I feared losing you... the more I lost the courage to speak up..."

Jian Ran: "..."

While Gu Mochen was still saying something, Jian Ran couldn’t listen anymore.

"Gu Mochen... you know... congenital diabetes is hard to cure, right..."

Hard to cure...

The little girl, for her entire life, would follow this wealthy disease.

Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes were severely swollen, tears endlessly sliding down, wetting the man’s shirt in front of her chest.

"I can’t even forgive myself... how could I possibly forgive you, or better yet... you tell me what the reason for forgiving you is..."