Assistant to My Contracted Husband
Chapter 117 - 117 117 Desire for Persistence until Death 2_1

117: Chapter 117 Desire for Persistence until Death (2)_1 117: Chapter 117 Desire for Persistence until Death (2)_1 “The piece I just played was ‘Autumn Whispers’, for you.”

Jian Ran: “…”

The man’s cool lips still had undried bloodstains, left there from her bite just moments ago.

“Also…

Mrs.

Gu, this is the second time you’ve bitten me.”

Jian Ran: “…”

While Jian Ran was still in a daze, the concerned voice of Qin Mu calling out from outside the door quickly stabilized her mind.

“I can dress myself, Qin San.

You go wait for me in the hall.

I have something else to take care of.”

Qin Mu always took Jian Ran’s words for granted.

Since Jian Ran said she had something to do, Qin Mu naturally took it seriously.

“Alright, if you can’t solve it, call young master me.

The old man also asked me to find Gu Mochen to join…

I have no idea where he went in just this short while.”

Hearing Qin Mu’s words, Jian Ran looked at the man in front of her with a bit of guilt: “Okay.”

…

After Qin Mu left, Jian Ran let out a heavy sigh of relief.

She felt slightly terrified…

If it weren’t for her period and the extra padding she’d added, Gu Mochen might have…

just now.

He was moments away from tearing off her underwear.

Jian Ran was somewhat trembling, whereas the man before her remained high and cold, utterly composed.

“Gu Mochen…

you have no shame.”

Watching Jian Ran’s angry state, Gu Mochen furrowed his brows and then took her hand, which was about to rise, and kissed it gently at his lips.

“Mrs.

Gu, should I take it that you’re blaming me for not satisfying you just now?”

Jian Ran: “…”

The back of her hand felt the man’s cool lips, especially where Gu Mochen’s kiss landed, on the ring finger of her left hand.

It was supposed to be a relationship of strangers, in name only.

Why has it progressed step by step to this?

Jian Ran’s scalp tingled.

…

When Jian Ran and Gu Mochen entered the hall one after another, the previous gift, the Deep Sea Pearl, was up for a charity auction.

Jian Ran’s face looked somewhat pale and distressed, which Qin Mu thought was due to seeing Han Siming.

“Ranran, not feeling well?

Hang in there.

Next up is your Yin Tiger, which the old man picked out for the charity event.”

“Mhm.”

Jian Ran’s gaze fell on the Yin Tiger not far away, hoping her design work would serve a better purpose.

Since the old Mr.

Qin had the intention of auctioning it for charity, she naturally supported it.

Han Siming, seeing Jian Ran standing by Qin Mu’s side, approached proactively: “Ranran, you look a bit unwell?”

“It’s nothing, no need for Young Master Han to worry.”

Jian Ran forced a slight smile, detached and faint.

Han Siming awkwardly averted his gaze.

…

“Next, this exhibit is a work by a young designer, JR.

She is also among the guests here to wish the old master well.

Knowing that his zodiac sign is the Tiger, Miss JR designed the Yin Tiger for him.”

JR, the initials of Jian Ran.

Han Siming and Qin Mu were well aware that these two symbols were the designer name Jian Ran had used since her student days; they both fixed their gazes on the mascot ahead.

Gu Mochen stood tall in a corner of the hall, his attention also fixed on what was before him, his deep eyes pensive.

If he remembered correctly, it was on a day with heavy snowfall, Jian Ran stayed up all night in the villa room, working on design drafts, and that tiger was one of them.

So, it was Jian Ran’s work…

JR, Jian Ran!