Chapter 128 - Not the First Time Anymore 2 More To Come 2

“Why don’t you tell him that you never took Dong Qin’s million dollars?”Jian Ran: “…”

The man’s ink-dark eyes were piercing, his burning gaze fixed intently on her.

In fact, Gu Mochen had always known, yet he acted like a sovereign watching her, a trapped beast ensnared in his embrace.

Jian Ran tried to struggle out of the man’s arms, but Gu Mochen used his free left hand to directly pin hers behind her back.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together, rubbing, and provoking.

“Hmm?”

Listening to the suggestive words of the man, Jian Ran slightly closed her beautiful eyes.

It seemed she wouldn’t get a reprieve today unless she responded to Gu Mochen’s satisfaction.

“There’s no need.

Our breakup was purely due to emotional problems, unrelated to anyone else.

Besides, we’ve already broken up.

Whether I took Dong Qin’s million doesn’t matter anymore.”

With that, Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes shimmered with clarity, and she showed no intention of evasion.

Indeed…

Of course, now that the breakup was final, she had no intention of remaining uninvolved with Han Siming.

After all, it wasn’t just external factors, such as Dong Qin’s meddling, that played a part.

The most important thing was that Han Siming didn’t trust her.

Jian Ran softly closed her beautiful eyes and said softly, “Gu Mochen, are you satisfied now?”

Gu Mochen looked at her demeanor, serene as a passing cloud, gentle as a breeze.

Though Jian Ran was two years younger than Han Siming, she handled matters more maturely, harboring no resentments or complaints.

Gu Mochen looked at her petite, trembling frame and couldn’t help but reach out with his slender fingers to caress her cheek.

“No, I’m not satisfied, because…

you’re not telling the truth.

You don’t want to tell Han Siming about the past, the most important reason being you don’t want him and his mother to become enemies with you.”

Jian Ran: “…”

Jian Ran incredulously widened her beautiful eyes and lifted her gaze to the man atop her.

He actually knew it all.

Because she unintentionally lifted her gaze, Jian Ran’s lips brushed against the man’s chin.

The ink-darkness in Gu Mochen’s eyes deepened further.

Jian Ran could feel his thin lips tracing her cheek, then coming to rest beside her ear.

“Ultimately, you still care about Han Siming, don’t you?”

Jian Ran: “…”

A settle of accounts after autumn, step by step, he coaxed her into the trap he had set.

Upon hearing Gu Mochen’s words, Jian Ran felt an inexplicable tingling in her scalp.

They had grown up as childhood friends, and though love might not be present now, there was still some sentiment left.

“Oh right, I had someone check—it’s been 3 to 5 days since your period, and counting the days, it’s been 5 days.

So, Jian Ran, you are…

quite convenient now.”

“Do you know what the consequences of lying to me are?”

Having said that, Gu Mochen instantly lifted Jian Ran and positioned her to straddle his waist.

In the tussle, the flimsy nightdress Jian Ran was wearing revealed a captivating glimpse of springtime.

Gu Mochen narrowed his eyes once more…

Jian Ran was flustered and desperate to avoid the encounter, her voice hoarse as she spoke.

“Gu Mochen…

I…

It’s not my first time.”

Jian Ran hoped Gu Mochen had a strong sense of cleanliness and that knowing this would make him restrain himself.

Gu Mochen: “…”

The intense movements cooled in an instant because of the woman’s startled cry.