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Page 955 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

The chips are now plentiful; Jian Ran has indeed returned.

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Gu Mochen stared at the woman’s pale and delicate hands, her slender jade fingers, which, despite being pregnant, had not swollen at all and were very exquisite.

"Jian Ran... why did you suddenly change your mind..."

I originally thought... that the woman was unwilling to forgive the incident from four years ago and was adamant about divorcing me.

I did not expect that, in this game within a game...

Everything Jian Ran did was not to draw a clear line with me, but to lure Han Siming into the game.

Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes flickered; she initially wanted to reach out and hand over the pen in her hand to Gu Mochen, but Gu Mochen raised his hand and held her small hand instead.

The man’s large hand was warm and reassuring; Jian Ran quickly felt a blush spreading over the skin of her small hand that Gu Mochen was holding.

"Because... yesterday you told me that it was absolutely impossible."

So... I decided that I would marry no one but you.

Gu Mochen and Han Siming are two completely different people; he understood that I did not care about the Gu Family’s shares.

I could take out sixty percent of the Gu Family’s shares to demand a divorce, even report Han Siming’s criminal evidence.

But in the end, all I got from the man was the four words "absolutely impossible."

"Alright, as you wish."

Upon hearing this, Gu Mochen’s thin lips curved into a smile, he raised his hand to hold Jian Ran’s small hand and placed it back down in the ’Party B’ section, flamboyantly signing his own name.

Gu Mochen!

Jian Ran: "..."

The man’s pen strokes were strong and forceful. Jian Ran’s long and narrow eyes slightly narrowed, followed by a knowing smile.

"Thank you for your assistance, hmm... now that I have become the major shareholder of the Gu Family, thanks to President Gu for making this happen..."

No sooner had Gu Mochen finished signing, than Han Siming immediately snatched the just-signed divorce agreement, holding it crazily in his palm, his face beaming with joy.

Assured that Gu Mochen had signed correctly, he was beyond excited.

"Divorced, finally divorced... Ranran, you are free now, you will soon be mine... you are finally coming back to my side, that’s great."

Jian Ran: "..."

Ha, isn’t Han Siming a bit too delusional?

To come back to his side, doesn’t he even consider, with the character of him and his mother, that I can barely even stand the sight of them without feeling disgusted, how would I go back?

Jian Ran looked indifferently at Han Siming in front of her, her lips pursed lightly.

"Han Siming, it’s time for you to sign the share transfer document."

Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes were cold... and she didn’t wait for Han Siming to bring out the agreement, she took it out from her bag first.

"Sign it."

Jian Ran was not too trusting of Han Siming.

So, she had prepared the agreement beforehand.

"Alright, alright, I’ll sign... Ranran, if Gu Mochen could give you a million, I can also give you twenty percent of the Gu Family’s shares."

Jian Ran’s mouth was full of irony, watching Han Siming sign his name in front of her, then raised her hand to append her own signature.

Share transfer...

The contract, requested by me and Secretary Zhou, is accurate and correct.

"Hmm, thank you... Although I did not get a million from your mother back then, getting twenty percent of the Gu Family’s shares from you now still feels pretty good."

Jian Ran carefully placed the signed agreement into her bag.

This mother and son are truly alike; using money to deal with people in the same way.

Jian Ran, satisfied at having acquired twenty percent of the Gu Family’s shares from Han Siming’s hand, raised her eyes to look at Han Siming, softly saying, "Han Siming, now that I am the largest controlling shareholder of the Gu Family... The Gu Family’s reputation has been tarnished by you, and the value of these shares is depreciating, don’t you think you owe me an explanation? "

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