Chapter 27 - Jian Ran you are really good top recommendation please subscribe
Chapter 27 of "Assistant to My Contracted Husband" opens with dynamic events: Heart racing, blood coursing backward through her veins.Jian Ran had been somewhat tipsy, but now... Read on for more!
Heart racing, blood coursing backward through her veins.Jian Ran had been somewhat tipsy, but now she felt like she had a splitting headache.
âCough coughâŚ
Qin Mu, about thatâŚ
you donât have to say anything.â
Jian Ran harbored a desire to strangle Qin Mu, who had, in Gu Mochenâs presence, said her husband was dead.
So, was Gu Mochen now a human or a ghost?
Jian Ran dared not lift her head to look at Gu Mochen before her, but the manâs elusive voice resonated above her head.
âJian Ran, did you tell him that your husband died?â
Jian Ran: ââŚâ
Gu Mochenâs lips curled into a smile that was not quite a smile, making Jian Ran even more jittery, as if she were walking on thin ice.
âItâsâŚthatâŚâ
She had no choice, given that she was married but without her husband visible.
Apart from being deceased, Jian Ran couldnât think of a better excuse.
She couldnât possibly reveal Gu Mochenâs true status.
Seeing the situation, Qin Mu couldnât help but speak up, âIt seems, President Gu, that you arenât yet aware of Jian Ranâs circumstances.
Our Ranran is just like that, never tells anything.
At the end of the day, that man was not fortunate enough to spend his life with our Ranran.â
Jian Ran: ââŚâ
Jian Ran timidly lifted her head to look at Gu Mochen before her, whose face had turned completely dark.
âGood, Jian Ran, youâre really great.â
Jian Ran: ââŚâ
Listening to the manâs charmingly deep voice, Jian Ran felt tingles on her scalp.
Qin Mu didnât catch the undercurrents between Gu Mochen and Jian Ran and, as if he thought of something, spontaneously said, âRanran, I brought a lot of treats for Baobao.
I donât know if she likesâŚâ
Jian Ran was startled and hastily stretched out her hand to cover Qin Muâs lips.
It was one thing for Gu Mochen to know she had declared him dead, but if he found out she had been a single mother when they marriedâŚ
Gu Mochen would probably fly into a rage, finding himself inexplicably not being a father, yet already a stepfather.
âQin Mu, donât say anything right now.
Whatever it is, letâs discuss it upstairs.
Thank you, President Gu, for the ride home.
Weâll be going up now.â
Gu Mochen: ââŚâ
Gu Mochenâs hawk-like eyes alighted on Jian Ranâs delicate face, his gaze becoming sharper, his eyes narrowing slightly, his lips pursing.
Qin Mu wanted to say more but had already been pulled away by Jian Ran into the residential complex.
Jian Ran didnât dare to look back, feeling the manâs gaze fixed on her back, truly making her feel on pins and needles.
Anyway, it was over.
Jian Ran, pushing Qin Mu along the empty corridor, could not help but say, âQin Mu, first of all, you must not tell anyone else about Tang Baoâs existence, got it?â
Actually, telling others wouldnât really hurt, but the other party was Gu Mochen.
If Gu Mochen found out she made him a stepfather out of nowhere, her future days at the Gu Family would be worrisome.
Her three-year marriage contract was about to end, and in the remaining half a year, she just wanted to live peacefully.
âSecondly, you really got me into trouble today.â
But Qin Mu didnât do it on purpose, and Jian Ran hadnât expected that after being candid with him in the afternoon, Qin Mu would show up at her door, completely indifferent to the fact that she was married with a child.
Qin Mu didnât realize why Jian Ran had suddenly become so anxious; probably she didnât want her family affairs to become known to outsiders.
Yes, Gu Mochen was an outsider, but he was an insider, feeling quite pleased with himself, Qin Mu then extended his hand to hook around the womanâs neck, saying earnestly.
âAlright, letâs go now, to see our little girl.â
âQin Mu, sheâs my little girlâŚâ
âWhatâs yours is mine, whatâs Ranranâs is mine, Qin Muâs.â
Jian Ran: ââŚâ
Jian Ran couldnât help wanting to complain, but Qin Mu reached out with his large hand to hold her small one and confidently climbed the stairs.
Qin Muâs grip was very tight, and Jian Ran couldnât help but speak, âQin Third, youâre hurting me.â
âIf I donât hold on tight, Iâm afraid youâll run away just like you did four years ago, and then what would I do if I couldnât find you?â
Jian Ran: ââŚâ
The speaker was unintentional, but the listener took it to heartâJian Ran felt somewhat uncomfortable.
At 9 p.m., when she got home, Tang Bao was still not asleep.
Seeing Jian Ranâs figure at the door, Tang Bao immediately bounced over, her little face all pink and pudgy.
âMommy!â
Jian Ran felt a warmth in her heart and bent down to pick up Tang Bao in her arms.
Auntie Li had already changed Tang Bao into her EXO cartoon pajamas.
The little one, bleary-eyed with a pout, was extremely cute.
âOhâŚ
handsome guy.â
When Tang Bao saw Qin Mu following behind Jian Ran, the energy from spotting a handsome man perked her up from her drowsiness.
âMommy, let go, I want the handsome brother to hold me.â
Jian Ran: ââŚâ
Alright, her daughter just liked handsome guys.
The first time Qin Mu saw Tang Bao, he was a bit distracted, but now that he saw her in person, she really looked exactly like Ran Ran did as a child, incredibly cute, her eyes brimming with smiles.
Qin Mu couldnât resist stepping forward and directly picked up Tang Bao in his arms.
The little oneâs body was soft, not exactly chubby, but still very comfortable to hold.
Alright, no matter who the childâs father is, as long as sheâs Ran Ranâs, he would treat her as his own.
âQin Third, her name is Tang Bao, Tang Bao, donât call him handsome brother, call him Uncle Qin, got it?â
âUh, then you two play, Iâll go make tea.â
âOkay.â
Qin Mu, holding Tang Bao, sat on the sofa, and it seemed he thought of something.
Tang Bao, in her milky voice, said, âUncle Qin, I canât read, can you read it to me?â
After saying this, Tang Bao took out a love letter from her pocket and handed it to Qin Mu.
Looking at the childish love letter in his hands, Qin Muâs mouth twitched slightly.
I know Iâm not good at studying, but Iâm handsome, right?
Tang Bao, your smile is like a piece of jiaxin chocolate, I like you.
Qin Mu: ââŚâ
Is this a confession?
The writing was crooked and cramped, difficult to compliment, and whatâs more, it even had pinyin
substitutions.
So young, yet with such high emotional intelligence, is it to torture the single dogs?
âUncle Qin, what does it say here?â
Tang Baoâs big, watery eyes were filled with curiosity, and Qin Mu found himself in a difficult position, clearing his throat.
âThis is a good article in praise of the teacher.
Tang Bao, hand this paper to your teacher tomorrow, and youâll be praised for it, remember?â
Tang Bao nodded, seemingly understanding.
âUncle Qin, since youâre so handsome, Iâll listen to you.â
Qin Third was satisfied.
Jian Ran had never complimented him on his looks; unexpectedly, the daughter she bore had such good taste.