Page 952 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

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Jian Ran initially came to the Qin Family to avoid Gu Mochen, but now wherever she goes, Gu Mochen follows, and it turned out that her family of three stayed at the Qin Family for the night.

Old Master Qin arranged for a sumptuous breakfast, and after having something simple, Jian Ran went with Gu Mochen to send the little girl to kindergarten.

As soon as the little girl entered kindergarten, Jian Ran’s phone rang. It was a call from Han Siming.

"I’m waiting for you at the cafe downstairs of the Gu Family building, Ranran... We can finally be together."

Jian Ran: "..."

Han Siming really is like a lingering ghost.

A hint of disgust flashed through Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes, then she tucked her lips and countered: "What about the share transfer agreement? Is it ready?"

"Of course... Ranran, perhaps you have no idea, I’m always prepared for you."

Jian Ran: "..."

Does Han Siming have delusions?

Sarcasm filled Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes as she then turned her gaze to the man beside her, and her cherry lips pursed slightly.

"Okay, I got it. Then wait for me."

After finishing, Jian Ran hung up the phone, got the recorder ready in her pocket, and her own prepared divorce agreement as well.

"Gu Mochen... accompany me to the cafe downstairs of the Gu Family building. I can only get the 20 percent shares from Han Siming’s hands after you sign the divorce agreement in front of him... Ah, you gave me too little bonus before, this time, nothing must stand in the way of my fortune, right?"

Jian Ran spoke generously and looked directly at the man in front of her with her clear and beautiful eyes.

Gu Mochen: "..."

Gu Mochen squinted his eagle eyes, a dark light passing through them.

"Jian Ran... didn’t I tell you to forget about it?"

"I’m just doing it... not just considering it."

Jian Ran corrected the man’s words, then her beautiful eyes gazed out the window and muttered, "I must go to the cafe downstairs of the Gu Family building, otherwise... if it affects the mood of a pregnant woman, or the mood of the fetus, you know how serious that could be."

Jian Ran was now completely relying on the importance of her child.

Gu Mochen: "..."

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When Gu Mochen and Jian Ran arrived at the cafe downstairs of the Gu Family building, Han Siming had been prepared for a long time.

Han Siming watched Gu Mochen with his clean, dark eyes appear, and satisfaction and pride flashed through his own.

Jian Ran indeed didn’t let him down.

Today, she and Gu Mochen were to sign the divorce agreement in front of him.

Thinking of this, Han Siming could not help but speak, "Ranran, I’ve waited for you for such a long time."

Han Siming’s words had a double meaning, simultaneously hinting at the matter of four years ago...

He had been waiting for Jian Ran for a whole four years.

Jian Ran glanced indifferently at the man in front of her, then sat down at her place, and ordered 2 glasses of milk for herself.

Early in the morning, drinking coffee is stomach-irritating, while milk... is the best.

So, as a pregnant woman, she drank milk, and Gu Mochen also drank milk.

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With the three present, Jian Ran spoke directly: "I think... now that everyone is here, let’s not say what’s obvious. Gu Mochen... I want a divorce from you, and... this is the divorce agreement I drafted, in duplicate. If you think there’s no issue... you can sign it."

Having said that, Jian Ran handed the two copies of the agreement to Gu Mochen.

Gu Mochen: "..."

"Forget it!"

Gu Mochen was straightforward, not even taking a glance.

Han Siming, on the other hand, looked completely excited, as if Jian Ran was finally going to be his.

From childhood to adulthood, he had always lost to Gu Mochen.

Now he finally won for once.

In Han Siming’s eyes, Jian Ran had completely become a bargaining chip, winning her brought pride and a great sense of satisfaction.

Jian Ran looked at Gu Mochen’s aloof demeanor, a dangerous aura emanating from him. If she hadn’t insisted on coming, most likely Gu Mochen... would have prepared to carry her away directly.

"Hmm... don’t ruin the mood... I think... it’s still necessary to see, in case of divorce, since I have 20 percent of Gu Family shares, I don’t need to worry about livelihood, and I don’t require protection."

Pausing for a moment, Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes flashed, and she spoke: "But... Gu Mochen, because of my pregnancy, for the two children, I’ve arranged for a visit of 2 days per month..."

"After we divorce, the custody of the two children will belong to me. On the 13th of each month, you can visit Tang Bao, and, ah, on the 14th, you can visit the child currently in my womb."

After speaking, Jian Ran held her breath, looking at the man in front of her.

5201314...

Now she had hinted at everything in front of Gu Mochen, so the question is.

Could Gu Mochen possibly understand?

At the thought, Jian Ran’s hand clenched tightly... At this crucial moment, she could not afford to fail.

Gu Mochen narrowed his eagle eyes, looking up at the woman in front of him, seemingly trying to gauge the credibility of her words...

Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes were piercingly clear, meeting the man’s dark eyes without any avoidance.

She believed in Gu Mochen, he would certainly understand.

Han Siming, however, did not notice the undercurrent between the couple, completely looking forward, reveling in schadenfreude.

"Gu Mochen, sign it... It’s all destined, fated... Jian Ran is meant to be mine... Now it’s time for you to give my Jian Ran back to me."

At these words, Gu Mochen’s lips curled into a cold smirk, as if he’d heard the biggest joke.

Jian Ran then opportunely added, "Mm... Gu Mochen, I suggest you let go... Giving bonuses to Secretary Zhou for working at Gu Family is one thing... the bonus you give me... it’s disgraceful. Remember that? I’ve really wanted a divorce for a long time."

After speaking, Jian Ran picked up the glass of milk in front of her and sipped, concealing her peculiarity.

Gu Mochen, who was initially somewhat confused... hearing Jian Ran’s words, suddenly saw the light.