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Chapter 589 of "Assistant to My Contracted Husband" starts revealing the story: Jian Ran, knowing her cue, headed straight for the lounge.As she entered, she could still... Donât miss it!
Jian Ran, knowing her cue, headed straight for the lounge.As she entered, she could still hear the manâs magnetic and fluent Italian.
It must be something to do with Carlo.
A glint of darkness flashed in Jian Ranâs beautiful eyesâŚ
It was hard to imagineâŚ
that the man steering the European economic titan, Carlo, was actually in Yuncheng CityâŚ
After Jian Ran had prepared a lavish lunch, she saw Gu Mochen raise a large hand to his forehead and rub it, clearly showing some fatigue.
The affairs of the Gu Family were already in no small number.
Then there were Carloâs matters.
Even if Gu Mochen had been made of iron, he wouldnât be able to keep up with the energy demands.
NowâŚ
living together with Gu Mochen and Tang Bao, she knew that any company matters would be firmly left at the office after work hours, never brought home.
Jian Ran bit her lip, and in a soft voice, said.
âLetâs eat.â
âAlrightâŚâ
Gu Mochenâs gaze fell upon the dining table, spotting braised eggs, cucumber with pork slices, steamed bass, sweet and sour ribs, and seaweed egg soup.
It was indeed a feast.
Though they were all home-cooked dishes, Gu Mochenâs appetite was greatly stimulated at the sight, and his hunger emerged stronger.
A glimmer of enchanting light passed through his dark eyes as his thin lips curved in a subtle smile.
âMrs.
Guâs cooking skills are quite impressive.â
âThank you for the compliment, Mr.
Gu.â
Jian Ranâs smile was sweet, and though polite in form, it held much more warmth than before.
Gu Mochen felt the slight change in the woman, narrowing his eyes with a light swimming in them.
âBon has independently submitted your work for the European design exhibition for review; thatâs what I was just discussing on the phone.â
Upon hearing this, Jian Ranâs eyes widened in surpriseâŚ
Bon seemed a bit too proactive.
This European design exhibition was the biggest of its kind globally, held annually.
Just to be included for review was a significant recognition for any designer.
If one could win an award, it would be akin to reaching the venerable ranks within the design community.
Without Carloâs instruction, Bon probably wouldnât dare to give such authorization on their own.
However, as the designer herself, Jian Ran was in very good spirits.
âWellâŚ
just being displayed in the exhibition hall satisfies me, but winning an awardâŚ
wellâŚ
without prize money, of course, I hope to leave it to fate.â
At her words, the corners of Gu Mochenâs mouth curled almost imperceptibly, forming an extremely charming arc.
âHmm, and what if there were prize money involved?â
âCough coughâŚ
of course, I hopeâŚ
to win the awardâŚâ
SighâŚ
whether a little or a lot, money is still money.
Even though Gu Mochen might give her a raise of 5, 20, or 13 yuan everyday.
SheâŚ
could endure it.
Gu Mochen looked at her straightforward words, his thin lips curling slightly.
âGail and I both think you have a high chance of winning the âNew Designerâ award.â
Objectively, Jian Ranâs design work might not be the highest quality, but it certainly was unique.
Winning the grand prize could be challengingâŚ
but the âNew Designerâ award held great promise.
Furthermore, with Bon and Carlo both championing Jian Ranâs work in Italy, success seemed more following.
Hearing Gu Mochenâs words, Jian Ranâs eyes brightened with expectation as she asked.
âReally?â
âOf courseâŚâ
Jian Ran felt jubilant inside, and spoke earnestly, âIf I really do win an award, then Iâll go see my dadâŚ
to tell him Iâve been progressing these yearsâŚ
not just living in the past.â
After saying that, Jian Ranâs lips curved into a faint smile.
It had been a long time since sheâd visited Jian Anguo.
And she had thought about itâŚ
Previous attempts to see him had been met with staunch refusals from Jian Anguo, unwilling to meet with her.
Truthfully, these years, Jian Ran raising Tang Bao on her own had not been easy.
Afterward, once she became pregnant, it indeed became more inconvenient, and after giving birthâŚ
The struggles of life intensified.
Only during the second trial did she see Jian AnguoâŚ
In less than two years, the man had been worn down by prison to the point he hardly seemed human.
A tinge of sadness could not be hidden in Jian Ranâs beautiful eyes, but Gu Mochen swiftly caught it.
âHow long has it been since youâve seen him?â
âWellâŚ
after the incident, I only saw him during the first and second trials in court, and not at other timesâŚâ
Jian Ran paused, then spoke softly, âMy dad doesnât even know about Tang BaoâŚ
If he knewâŚ
that after the tragedy at home I was raped and gave birth to a childâŚ
he would probablyâŚ
break down even more.â Jian Ran casually spoke of her past ordealâŚ
Realizing that Gu Mochenâs expression shifted subtly, her lips hinted a faint smile.
âWellâŚ
itâs all in the past now, Gu Mochen, donât look at me that way.â
To Gu Mochenâs surprise, Jian Ranâs first time had been a result of rape, causing shock in his heart.
This was something Jian Ran had never shared with him beforeâŚ
He had always believed it was an accident, but he had no idea of the deeper implications.
âWho was that man?â
âWellâŚ
havenât I said it before?
It was an accidentâŚ
It was so dark, I never saw him, and thenâŚ
it was over, I couldnât justâŚ
after something like thatâŚ
go running to the police for everyone to know, after all, the most pressing issue at that time was my fatherâs trial.â
Jian Ran observed as Gu Mochen clenched his hand tightly, her eyes darkening.
SheâŚ
was opening up to someone else for the first time ever.
She didnât expect that Gu Mochen would be the first person she told.
âIâm actually quite grateful to that despicable scumbagâŚ
after all, if it wasnât for him, there wouldnât be Tang Bao nowâŚâ
So, after all, he was Tang Baoâs father.
Even if that man had ruined her life, she couldnât bring herself to hate him.
âJian Ran!â
âAlright, I admit, I just liedâŚ
If I ever see that scumbag againâŚ
I certainly wonât let him off.â
Gu Mochen: ââŚâ
Oddly enoughâŚ
Gu Mochen really hoped that the scumbag Jian Ran encountered was himself.
But of course, how could such coincidences exist in the world?
Gu Mochenâs narrow eyes tightened slightly, he put down his chopsticks, stood up, took Jian Ranâs small hand, and enveloped her in his embrace.
Jian Ranâs eyes widened, and she instinctively struggled, only to hear the manâs captivating voice close to her ear.
âDonât move, let me hold you for a while.â
Jian Ran: ââŚâ