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Page 906 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

"So you see, Ran girl, I’m definitely on your side. When I found out about this, I gave him a good beating."

Jian Ran: "..."

Qin Mu made a pitiful face and happily moved closer to Jian Ran’s side, watching the corners of her mouth curve into a smile, and he reached out to rub her shoulders.

"Come on, let this young master continue to pamper you, give your shoulders a rub. Relax your mind. In the whole wide world, pregnant women are the most important..."

Jian Ran: "..."

Qin Mu always had a kind of magic.

Relaxed, joyful...

Jian Ran sniffled and watched Qin Mu awkwardly rubbing her shoulders, and said softly, "Thank you... Qin Mu."

Jian Ran slowly raised her hands and wrapped them around Qin Mu’s waist, her voice hoarse.

"Am I... being too sentimental...? Gu Mochen and I were both framed... I can’t blame him for what happened back then, but.

.. I’ve hated that man for a full four years, and now suddenly I’m told that this man is the Gu Mochen I’ve fallen in love with.

.. I suddenly find it so hard to accept, Qin Mu, I’m just an ordinary person, really not a saint. "

Hot tears from Jian Ran’s eyes dampened the corner of Qin Mu’s clothes as she spoke softly.

"And about Tang Bao’s health, I’ve been blaming myself all these years, I didn’t take good care of her, I can’t even forgive myself, let alone Gu Mochen."

Listening to Jian Ran’s choked-up words, Qin Mu’s lips thinned, and he raised his hand to gently stroke her back while speaking in a soft voice: "Ran girl... I know... I know everything, now don’t cry, there shouldn’t be a pregnant woman weeping."

"Cough cough, if you continue to cry like this, Gu Mochen might be heartbroken when he sees you later, and then he will blame me... How can this young master take that responsibility."

"Besides... it also affects the amount of your husband’s red envelope for me. With how rich your husband is... Ran girl, if I were a woman, I would have thrown myself at him already."

Jian Ran: "..."

Hearing Qin Mu’s words, Jian Ran couldn’t help but let out a muted laugh.

"Qin Mu..."

"Alright, alright, my Ran girl, don’t be angry, your husband has sent people to prepare nutritious meals for pregnant women. Come on... for the sake of your little nephew in your belly, eat something, keep your strength up, and get out of the hospital sooner."

Listening to Qin Mu’s gentle persuasion, she knew what mattered most to her. So in all his words, he kept mentioning ’nephew’.

Even when Jian Ran was moody, she knew she shouldn’t take it out on the child in her belly, and with reddened eyes, she nodded her head.

Seeing Jian Ran obedient as ever, Qin Mu lovingly raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Ran girl, I’m glad that the man from four years ago is Gu Mochen, hmm, though I’m also jealous... Maybe this is the fate between you two, some things are destined, and I accept it."

Destined fate?

Upon hearing these words about fate from Qin Mu, Jian Ran felt somewhat distracted.

Qin Mu was willing to lose to Gu Mochen.

...

Under Qin Mu’s care, Jian Ran slowly finished the porridge, and she also drank a large bowl of chicken soup.

Qin Mu was very satisfied and reported Jian Ran’s condition back to Gu Mochen, earning the praise of his brother-in-law.

After a day of exhaustion, Jian Ran quickly felt sleepy and out of spirits.

Qin Mu took the initiative to sit next to Jian Ran, soothing her emotions.

"Sleep, I’ll be with you..."

"Mhm."

With Qin Mu there, Jian Ran felt at ease.

Sniffling, Jian Ran murmured, "Qin Mu... it’s so good to have you as a brother."

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