Assistant to My Contracted Husband
Chapter 1020: Wedding Night 2, More Updates, Subscription Request (6)

Chapter 1020: Chapter 1020: Wedding Night 2, More Updates, Subscription Request (6)

Jian Ran: "..."

Upon hearing Gu Mochen’s explanation, Jian Ran suddenly felt a sense of clarity.

She understood.

Junior and senior in the same school.

Qin Mu, being a prominent figure, sparks this youthful admiration in the heart of a girl...

Jian Ran couldn’t help but laugh. Her own husband was just too clever; there was no way around it.

Gu Mochen’s thin lips curved slightly as he watched Jian Ran’s enlightened expression. He murmured softly, "Hmm... including the way Mu Wan looks at Qin Mu. Ultimately, if someone truly loves another, their eyes won’t lie."

Just like himself.

Gu Mochen gazed at the woman in his arms, his deep eyes shimmering.

Jian Ran felt herself blushing under the man’s intense gaze, her breathing growing heated.

His eyes carried an aggressiveness that seemed to want to devour her whole.

Jian Ran felt a pang of urgency.

"Ugh..."

Gu Mochen looked at the woman’s clear and lively eyes, then bent down in the next moment, his thin lips pressing firmly against her cherry-like lips.

Sure enough, it didn’t take long for Gu Mochen’s breathing to become ragged. He watched the woman coquettishly nestled like a flower in his arms, and yet... he could do nothing to her.

In his frustration, Gu Mochen had no choice but to go to the bathroom for a cold shower. Before doing so, he kissed the woman’s soft lips once more before reluctantly leaving.

Jian Ran let out a soft laugh, clearly pleased.

By the time Gu Mochen returned after his shower, Jian Ran had already fallen into a peaceful sleep.

Ever since Jian Ran became pregnant, she had been dealing with nausea, sleepiness, and, all in all, nestled in his arms, she’d drift off shortly after.

Gu Mochen gazed lovingly at Jian Ran’s sleeping face, his thin lips curving into an unnoticeable smile.

Today’s wedding left him deeply emotional; he owed Jian Ran a proposal.

A grand wedding.

However, what concerned him more was: in this vast world, where exactly was Han Siming hiding?

...

Gu Family:

In the dimly lit basement:

A man reeking of alcohol lay crumpled on the ground, surrounded by scattered bottles. His entire figure seemed to dissolve into the darkness of the night, exuding an eerie allure.

Han Siming’s mouth curled into a sneer as his spinning head drowned in drunkenness. In his mind, he couldn’t dispel the image of Jian Ran’s petite face.

Today... he had secretly gone to the Qin Family, knowing Qin Mu’s grand wedding meant Jian Ran would surely attend.

As expected, she indeed appeared.

Moreover, she was there as a bridesmaid.

Clad in a stunning pale yellow gown, Jian Ran was breathtaking.

She was no less radiant than the bride.

Especially when she caught the bride’s bouquet in the end, she was so beautiful it was indescribable.

"Ranran, you love me, don’t you? All those times you tricked me out of my shares, it was because Gu Mochen forced you, wasn’t it?"

Han Siming mumbled to himself. Ever since the incident, the police in Yuncheng City had been searching for him.

Corporate crime.

In addition to the attempted murder.

If caught, he would surely be imprisoned... likely for the rest of his life.

He was so young once, he was the celebrated overseas-returned talent, CEO of the Han Family.

How could he allow himself to end as a prisoner?

All of this... was Gu Mochen’s doing.

It was all him...

Now, he could neither reside in towering skyscrapers nor luxurious villas, forced to make do with living in this basement.

Hmph...

The thought soured his expression; Han Siming’s gaze turned icy with deep hatred.

He loathed Gu Mochen completely. If, someday, Gu Mochen fell into his hands, he would surely make him pay with his life.

...

Bang.

The basement door was pushed open from outside.

As Dong Qin walked into the basement, she was greeted by the sight of Han Siming sprawled on the floor, clutching an empty bottle of liquor. Her face immediately darkened.

Dong Qin showed no sign of her previously feigned illness; her eyes were now fierce with indignation, a sharp contrast to her previously listless demeanor.

After being left in a pitiful state by Gu Mochen in the parking lot, Dong Qin knew that, if she wanted to survive, she’d have to keep up her facade. Knowing Gu Mochen’s temper, she understood that if she dared touch Jian Ran or Tang Bao, he would show no leniency.

Thus, she had to feign madness, hoping Gu Mochen would let her off for Han Siming’s sake.

She also knew how slavish Sister Wang could be; if Sister Wang found out she was pretending, she’d definitely inform Gu Mochen.

So... even in front of Sister Wang, she maintained her act.

She truly pretended to be insane, to feign a stroke, enduring unspeakable torment from others.

It was all for the sake of staying hidden, waiting for the day she could exact revenge.

She had silently observed Han Siming defraud Gu Mochen’s shares... acquiring Gu Wei’s shares too. Initially, she thought her son had finally learned ruthlessness and cunning, but alas.

Her son was still one move short, falling into Jian Ran’s hands.

That wretched woman, that vixen—she had ruined Han Siming’s life and tarnished her hopes for him.

Thinking of this made Dong Qin brim with resentment and hatred towards Jian Ran.

If not for her, her son—her pride, Han Siming—wouldn’t have ended up like this, reduced to a hunted man like a rat scorned by everyone. The police outside were searching for him daily.

She had no choice but to hide him in the family basement.

"Siming, you’ve truly disappointed me. Didn’t I tell you how dangerous it is outside? Why did you go out again? Don’t you fear the police catching you? You’ve committed murder... you’re also implicated in corporate fraud..."

"Heh... I have nothing left now, what’s to fear...? Mom... I miss Ranran..."

Han Siming burped. His disheveled appearance resembled a street thug, a far cry from his former self.

Dong Qin was furious at his words, yelling immediately, "You’ll die for that little bitch, won’t you? That’ll satisfy you, huh?"

Han Siming blinked and squinted at Dong Qin before him. Initially, when he found out she had been pretending, he too had been shocked.

Everyone was lying to him.

Women were all liars...

"Mom, I love her..."

"Love, huh? She loves money... fame more! Otherwise, why would she marry Gu Mochen?"

Dong Qin’s calculation flashed in her eyes, her gaze unmistakably venomous.

"Siming, what matters now is that you conserve your strength. After the winter break, Tang Bao—that little brat—will return to school. Once she’s unprotected, we’ll plan carefully."

Hmph. With Tang Bao in their grasp, Gu Mochen would surely comply.