Chapter 69 - Melodrama to the Extreme
Take a look at Chapter 69 of "Assistant to My Contracted Husband": Jian Ranâs eyes were red as she returned to the Design Department, sniffing and trying... See what happens next!
Jian Ranâs eyes were red as she returned to the Design Department, sniffing and trying her best to appear as if nothing had bothered her, but she couldnât calm her heart to stillness.So much had happened during just one lunch break.
Han Siming was actually Gu Mochenâs younger brother!
An unexpected encounter in the elevatorâŚ
The melodrama was so intense it couldnât be more over the topâlife was a soap opera.
Jian Ran had just sat down at her desk when the landline phone rang.
âCome to my office, youâve left something behind.â
Jian Ran: ââŚâ
The manâs magnetic voice came through from the other end, very pleasant to the ear, but distant, cold to an extreme, like a piano piece, meant to be admired from afar, not to be trifled with.
Jian Ran was startled for a moment, she hadnât left anything behind.
âYes.â
Although her heart ached, Jian Ran still hung up the phone and headed straight for the elevator.
âCome in.â
Upon knocking and entering, Jian Ran saw Gu Mochen elegantly seated at his desk reviewing documents, his demeanor charmingly wicked, his thin lips curved in a faint smile, his eyes deep.
âPresident Gu, I donât seem to haveâŚâ
âIsnât this yours?â
Jian Ran: ââŚâ
Jian Ran looked at the silver bracelet on the manâs slender fingers, her beautiful eyes widened in shock.
Gu Mochenâs dark eyes fixed on the womanâs exquisite cheeks and he continued, âIt even has your name engraved on it.â
Jian Ran: ââŚâ
She recognized the bracelet.
It was a birthday gift Han Siming had given her in the pastâŚ
It was also the first gift Han Siming had not bought with his familyâs money but had earned from part-time work, so it was very precious.
Later, when they broke up, to make Han Siming completely lose hope, she had violently torn the bracelet off her wrist and threw it into the school pondâŚ
She had thought it was long gone, but surprisingly, he had somehow retrieved it.
Jian Ran extended a trembling hand to take the bracelet from Gu Mochenâs hand, her eyes shaking slightly as she lowered her gazeâit seemed that Han Siming had indeed returned, probably for this bracelet.
Unexpectedly, she had met him in the elevator.
âYes, itâs mine.â
Jian Ran forced a slight smile, her small hand clutching the bracelet tightly, the emotions complex.
Gu Mochenâs dark eyes narrowed, revealing a hint of contemplation.
âThank you for reminding me, President Gu.â
âNo need for thanks.
This braceletâs design seems a bit dated, was it bought two years ago?â
Jian Ran: ââŚâ
Gu Mochenâs dark eyes, inscrutable yet aggressively penetrating, made Jian Ranâs heart skip a beat.
âYes.â
The implication was clear without words.
Gu Mochenâs lips curved in a barely there smile, Jian Ran could tellâeven if her emotional fluctuation at seeing the bracelet was but a fleeting moment, he had quickly caught it.
The man who had given her this bracelet, could he be the same man from outside the Gu Familyâs annual meeting elevator that year?
Jian Ranâs hand tensed, the numbness brought on by Gu Mochenâs unfathomable gaze prompted her to say in a hoarse voice, âIâŚ
I should get back to work.â
âMm.â
Jian Ran nervously walked out of Gu Mochenâs office, holding the silver bracelet in her palm, which felt icy cold.
She wanted to throw the bracelet straight out the window, but somehow, she couldnât lift her hand.
She had already discarded it once before; it was a gift from Han Siming, and she had to return it to himâŚ
Thinking this, Jian Ranâs lips curled into a grimace as she headed back towards the office.
After Jian Ran had left, Han Siming soon arrived.
âHow come?
Wasnât there an interview?â
âIt got pushed back, just ran into something even more importantâŚâ
Han Simingâs gaze fell upon the sofa, where the bracelet no longer lay.
Could he have remembered wrongly?
The bracelet wasnât left in Gu Mochenâs office.
A shadow passed through Han Simingâs eyes; the bracelet belonged to Jian Ran.
He had always planned on putting it back on her, maybe it got lost along the way.
He had carried it with him for the past four years.
âBrother, the person you were helping me look for, you donât need to search anymore, Iâve found her.â
Although Jian Ran had shrugged him off in the elevator just now, Han Siming was certain.
He had missed her once four years ago; this time, he couldnât afford to miss her again.
With her in his life, no one else could catch his eye.
For all these years, his heart and thoughts were filled with only her.
Gu Mochenâs eyes narrowed slightly, observing the excitement in Han Simingâs eyes, his lips curving slightly.
âYouâve already found her?
That fast?
Who is it?â
âI need to keep it a secretâŚ
Brother, when I win her back, Iâll bring her to meet you myself.â
âAlright.â
Dong Qinâs intentions were as clear as day to everyone, yet Han Siming didnât go along with Dong Qinâs ways.
This was why Gu Mochen had maintained a private friendship with Han Siming over the years.
âBy the way, brother, when will you introduce me to your wife, who âdoes not recognize Mount Luâs true faceâ?â
Feeling good from hearing news about Jian Ran, Han Siming couldnât help but joke around.
Ever since Gu Mochenâs impromptu marriage and todayâs encounter with the mysterious Mrs.
Gu making lunch in the lounge, Han Siming was naturally very curious.
The corners of Gu Mochenâs lips lifted ever so slightly, but he did not respond further.
Jian Ranâs presence seemed to make his life a little different.
When Jian Ran, deep in thought, returned to the design department, Secretary Zhou was handing down new instructions.
âIn the design department, the position of director has always been awarded based on merit.
This does not mean that some are allowed to engage in nepotism.
Therefore, Mr.
Gu has ordered that within the next month, whoever secures more design cases can take over the design department and become its director.â
Jian Ran: ââŚâ
Jian Ranâs eyes widened in surpriseâyou could see that Secretary Zhouâs gaze rested upon her, while Lan Xing beside her had turned completely stone-faced.
The accusation of nepotism was like a slap in the face to her; Lan Xingâs tiny hand clenched tightly, her sharp fingernails almost embedding into her palm.
âDoes anyone have any objections?â
âNone.â
After everyone spoke in unison, Jian Ran couldnât help but ask.
âA regular designer has a base salary of 3000.
May I ask, what is the base salary for a director?â
Jian Ranâs eyes shone; with base salary and commission, it wasnât too badâŚ
âMiss Jian, youâd better take this opportunity seriously.â
Meeting Secretary Zhouâs expectant eyes, Jian Ran pursed her lips, musing that Gu Mochenâs actions were likely not to vindicate her, but rather more likely to root out Lan Xing, who Dong Qin had planted as a spy in the Gu Family.