Assistant to My Contracted Husband
Chapter 961: 961: The First Three Times of Being Emotionally Moved Won't Work (5)
Chapter 961: Chapter 961: The First Three Times of Being Emotionally Moved Won’t Work (5)
“Then… let it be a little looser, but still safe. I can’t let go… because I can’t bear to.”
Gu Mochen raised his hand gently but did not let go, holding Jian Ran tightly and smelling her familiar scent, his voice husky, “Mrs. Gu, thank you.”
“Um… Mr. Gu is too polite.”
Jian Ran knew Gu Mochen was moved and wrapped her arms around his sturdy chest, inhaling the scent of the man.
“It’s so good to have met you… Let’s leave the past in the past, okay?”
“Okay.”
Jian Ran let Gu Mochen hold her in his arms, quietly enjoying the tranquil moments of the two of them.
Yesterday… she had indeed frightened Mr. Gu.
Of course, she had to make it up to Mr. Gu.
…
After a while, Jian Ran felt that she had been spoiled enough. She hadn’t shown Gu Mochen a good mood for so many days, so she couldn’t help but pout her red lips and whispered, “Alright… go to the office first, I’ll make you lunch.”
“I’ll cook.”
“Hm.”
Mr. Gu is thrifty and good at housekeeping, and even better at cooking.
Jian Ran’s mouth turned up into a happy smile, letting the man lead her by the hand towards the president’s office.
…
Walking into the office, Jian Ran was then helped by Gu Mochen to sit down on the sofa.
“Sit here for a while, have some fruit first. I’ll go prepare lunch.”
“Hm.”
…
Jian Ran quietly watched the man’s busy back and found that the man’s serious cooking appearance was also uniquely attractive.
By the time the man had finished making lunch, Jian Ran had already fallen asleep on the sofa.
Women in early pregnancy indeed tend to be very sleepy.
Every day, Jian Ran felt she didn’t get enough sleep.
Gu Mochen looked at the sweetly sleeping Jian Ran, bent down to kiss her fair cheek and forehead, then gently coaxed her awake.
Jian Ran woke up groggily like Sleeping Beauty, her eyes still sleepy.
“Gu Mochen…”
“Hmm? Lunch is ready… eat it while it’s hot.”
“Hm…”
Jian Ran wanted to say something else, but the man’s thin lips had already landed on her own, their lips touching, eyes locking.
It had been quite some time since they had been so intimate.
Jian Ran’s face blushed slightly, her eyes brimming with laughter.
“Stop fooling around, let’s eat…”
“I really want to eat you first…”
After saying that, Gu Mochen moved closer to the woman’s neck, and his lips touched her fair neck.
Jian Ran felt her skin heat up from the man’s fervent kisses.
But such teasing tormented Gu Mochen the most… not Jian Ran.
Soon, Jian Ran noticed that Gu Mochen’s breath had become hot and heavy.
Yet, with beauty in his arms, there was nothing he could do.
“Gu Mochen… the doctor said… no go for the first three months… hm, it’s only been 6 weeks.”
“Hmm…”
Gu Mochen once again lovingly kissed the corner of the woman’s lips, then his large hand rested on her waist.
“I made all your favorites today, come and try.”
“Mmm.”
…
Jian Ran felt that it had been many days since she had enjoyed a peaceful meal with Gu Mochen, and Gu Mochen’s cooking skills had become increasingly exquisite.
Jian Ran had a great appetite, consuming three bowls of rice in a row.
After becoming pregnant, Jian Ran lost weight and her complexion grew pale, so Gu Mochen was always thinking of ways to nourish her through food.
“Gu Mochen, did you hand over the recording pen to the police?”
“I’ve arranged for Secretary Zhou to handle it…”
Gu Mochen narrowed his dark eyes, presumably… Han Siming’s crime would inevitably lead to at least ten years in prison.
“Mmm… Oh right, before I went to Yeyan International last time… I actually already knew about the incident four years ago…”
Pausing for a moment, Jian Ran pursed her lips and said, “It was an anonymous email.”
Gu Mochen: “…”
Han Siming was already under his control; logically, it should not have been his doing.
So, if not him, then who could it be?
Gu Mochen’s eyes furrowed slightly, his narrow dark eyes squinting, a faint glimmer of darkness flashing through them.
“Hmm…”
“Gu Mochen… who knew about the incident back then? Mmm… I want to know… who was sending me emails.”
“Gu Wei, Dong Qin, and Sister Wang, other than these people… there are no others.”
Upon hearing this, Jian Ran’s eyes sparkled… then shone brightly at once.
“Gu Wei shouldn’t be doing such things to distract you, and besides… he now only hopes that you can manage the Gu Family well.”
“So… it couldn’t be Dong Qin, right…? I always feel that her stroke wasn’t genuine.”
Gu Mochen’s eyes narrowed, then a sharp light flashed through them.
“Hmm, to confirm whether Dong Qin really had a stroke is quite simple, just check with Sister Wang… after all, Sister Wang is very intimate with her.”
Sister Wang betrayed Dong Qin in the garage; if Dong Qin didn’t really have a stroke, she would definitely retaliate.
In fact, as both of them were peacefully coexisting, it was very likely that Dong Qin indeed had a stroke.
Jian Ran looked at Gu Mochen, who seemed certain, and nodded her head.
“Mmm… I think… even if it’s a pretense, one can only fake it for a while and certainly not for a lifetime.”
“Don’t worry.”
“Yeah.”
Jian Ran’s mouth curved into a slight smile, and she earnestly reached out to hold the man’s hand and spoke.
“Gu Mochen, with you here, I’m not worried about anything.”
“Good…”
Gu Mochen gazed deeply at the woman in front of him, especially her exquisite features, every bit of it deeply etched in his mind and heart.
Jian Ran smiled playfully and said: “Mr. Gu… if you keep looking at me like this, I’ll have to start charging.”
Upon hearing that, Gu Mochen’s lips curved into a faint smile.
“Okay… but sorry, all my funds… are under Mrs. Gu’s name, so… I might not have anything to give.”
Jian Ran’s eyes widened in surprise, and then she heard the man’s deep, magnetic voice, like a piano melody, ringing in her ears.
“Actually… early on… I had already transferred Carlo into your name.”
Han Siming’s so-called twenty percent stake in the Gu Family meant nothing in his eyes… because he intended to give Jian Ran the best.
Jian Ran: “…”
Carlo?
Did she… hear that correctly?