Assistant to My Contracted Husband
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97: Chapter 97 The Departure of People Cools the Tea, Please Bookmark (2)_1 97: Chapter 97 The Departure of People Cools the Tea, Please Bookmark (2)_1 Her gaze flitted across her own face — it was complicated, painful, and full of struggle.

“Jian Ran!

When did you turn into this?”

Jian Ran: “…”

Han Siming, do you know that if you had trusted me just a bit more, four years ago, we wouldn’t have ended up like this.

I’ve never changed; what changed was your trust in me.

Jian Ran stretched out her fair hand and caressed the glass cup in her hands, then she spoke.

“I turned into this long ago, four years ago.

Didn’t you know that?”

Han Siming felt an immense pain in his heart.

He had thought that, during the four years they were apart, he had become stronger, meeting all her material needs.

He hadn’t expected that upon his return, everything had changed, nothing was the same.

“Jian Ran, do you not know that Gu Mochen is married?

You are now being the other woman…”

“Uh, it doesn’t matter.

After all, I’m just after the money.”

Jian Ran tugged at the corner of her mouth, her beautiful eyes clear.

Better for Han Siming to think that she was deliberately seducing Gu Mochen than let him know about her marital relationship with Gu Mochen, that she was now his sister-in-law.

Jian Ran’s eyes darkened slightly.

The warm water in the cup, once steaming, was now gradually cooling, just like human hearts tend to do.

“I don’t think you have anything else to ask, so I should be going back now.”

Upon hearing Jian Ran’s words, Han Siming clenched his fist, stood up abruptly, and grabbed Jian Ran’s slender wrist.

“Jian Ran, how much money do you want?

I’ll give it to you, just leave him, okay?

You can’t be with him…

You can be with anyone else, just not him…”

He is my older brother…

Jian Ran saw the tears in Han Siming’s eyes, and her heart ached.

She knew what Han Siming refrained from saying.

Jian Ran forced a smile, murmuring softly, “Sorry, I’m currently more interested in Gu Mochen’s money.

I have no feelings for you…

After all, you’re the man I abandoned.

It’s become so old and boring.

If I’m lucky enough to push out the so-called Mrs.

Gu, I’ll then rise to the top and become the phoenix.

I…”

“Jian Ran, you’ve disappointed me deeply.

Do you know that Gu Mochen and I are brothers, he is my elder brother.”

Jian Ran: “…”

The string Han Siming thought he could keep tense had now snapped.

Jian Ran could clearly see that Han Siming had roared this declaration.

And his whole body was trembling fiercely.

Asserting that fact must have been a tremendous psychological struggle for him.

“This matter, it’s quite complicated, but the truth is we are indeed brothers.”

Han Siming almost spat out these words through gritted teeth.

Jian Ran’s heart almost ached too much to breathe, yet a smile still lingered on her lips.

“Is that so?

But what does that have to do with me?”

Having said this, Jian Ran’s slender wrist slipped out of the man’s large hand.

With reddened eyes, she took step by step toward the coffee shop’s exit.

The stubbornness she had just feigned quickly crumbled as she turned away, tears slipping from her eyes and dampening her shirt’s front.

…

Han Siming watched Jian Ran’s resolute retreating figure, slumping powerlessly into his chair.

The glass cup left in front of Jian Ran now lacked any warmth.

His large hand touched his own caramel macchiato, which too, had grown cold and uninviting.

Is this what they mean by ‘when people depart, the tea cools’?

A pang of agony struck Han Siming’s heart.

In a vehement grip, the porcelain cup shattered, shards embedding into his palm, blood flowing freely, mixing with the spilled coffee, creating a messy scene.