Assistant to My Contracted Husband-Chapter 50 - Lan Xing Kowtows to Madame Gu_1
50: Chapter 50 Lan Xing Kowtows to Madame Gu_1
50 -50 Lan Xing Kowtows to Madame Gu_1
Noticing that everyone’s gaze was converging on her, Jian Ran clenched her small hand.
4 years had passed, and even at the mere mention of a surname, she knew that the elder Mr.
Qin was referring to Han Siming.
“Sorry, my hand slipped, I…
I’m going to the restroom.”
Jian Ran forced a smile with trembling in her voice, while Gu Mochen narrowed his eyes, watching her flee in a flurry.
His dark eyes flickered with an unfathomable light as he whispered a few words to Secretary Zhou beside him.
Qin Mu watched Mrs.
Gu’s retreating figure with a furrowed brow.
Although it was their first meeting, she felt inexplicably familiar.
“Grandpa, let’s not bring up the past of Ran girl.
Anyway, I’ve laid it out here, in this world, the only woman I’m interested in is Ran girl!
I’ll leave my driver to take you back.
I’m going to leave now.
President Gu, I’ll take my leave first.”
“Alright.”
Gu Mochen curled his lips, his inky eyes growing deeper as he glanced at Qin Mu before him.
If Jian Ran heard what Qin Mu had just said, he wondered what she would think.
The thought of his woman being coveted by another man was far from a pleasant feeling.
The old Mr.
Qin was quite annoyed by Qin Mu, grumbling at his unconcerned back, “You brat, she’s not interested in you.”
“President Gu, I’m sorry for the spectacle.
My grandson is completely hung up on the Jian girl.
He’s been the same since he was little.
The girl from the Jian family has her heart set on someone else, not this brat at all.”
Upon hearing the words “has her heart set on someone else,” Gu Mochen’s gaze grew even darker.
…
Restroom:
After quickly washing her face with cold water, Jian Ran hurriedly put on a mask, afraid of being recognized.
Secretary Zhou sent a second gown, and Jian Ran immediately changed into it right there in the restroom’s changing room.
It had to be said that Gu Mochen had excellent taste.
The light green cheongsam, with its finely handcrafted stitches nearly invisible and its complex craftsmanship, was stunningly beautiful and had its own unique charm.
Wearing it, Jian Ran’s innate elegance was showcased to the fullest.
Jian Ran offered a bitter smile.
Just now, she had been far too careless.
She still couldn’t remain as calm and unruffled as Gu Mochen in handling affairs.
Pressing her lips together, Jian Ran made some quick adjustments and opened the restroom door, only to unexpectedly encounter Lan Xing.
Why was she here?
“Mrs.
Gu, hello, I am Lan Xing, the head of the design department.
I’ve long admired you and greatly admire your work.”
Jian Ran: “…”
It was Jian Ran’s first time seeing Lan Xing bowing and scraping in front of her, an obsequiousness that was nauseating.
The sycophantic demeanor was a stark contrast to the arrogant and sharp-tongued woman she was used to dealing with on a daily basis.
It took Jian Ran a moment to come back to her senses.
“Hmm.”
Anxious not to be discovered by Lan Xing, Jian Ran briefly acknowledged and wanted to leave immediately, but Lan Xing, undeterred by the cold reception, was determined not to become a laughingstock among her peers in the design department if she couldn’t connect with Mrs.
Gu.
“Mrs.
Gu, please wait a moment, I…
I have something important to report to you.”
Jian Ran: “…”
Jian Ran looked at Lan Xing blocking her path and furrowed her brows.
“What is it?”
“The design department recently took a fancy to a vixen, named Jian Ran.
She looks like a little temptress, and I believe she has designs on President Gu.”
Jian Ran: “…”
This…
did Lan Xing have no shame at all?
Was it her who harbored improper intentions toward Gu Mochen?
It was clearly Gu Mochen who had been shamelessly persistent.
Jian Ran’s anger surged within her at the sight of Lan Xing, who was clearly stirring up trouble, inventing things out of thin air.
Suppressing the anger in her heart, Jian Ran responded indifferently.
Lan Xing looked at the somewhat indignant woman before her, eyeing the skin beneath Jian Ran’s mask, so white and delicate, truly a beauty to behold.
So envious.
“Mrs. freewebnøvel.com
Gu, my loyalty to you is unwavering, my dedication complete.
Rest assured, I know you’re not often at Gu Family, unaware of Mr.
Gu’s whereabouts, and I am definitely your best informant.”
“Should there be any whisper of change, I will report to you at once.”
Lan Xing was just short of nodding and bowing.
Jian Ran: “…”
What was initially rage, now turned into amusement at the woman’s flattery.
Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed several people from the design department sneakily glancing at her and Lan Xing…
“Mrs.
Gu, your shoes are dirty, let me clean them for you.”
Jian Ran: “…”
Jian Ran didn’t want to stay, but as she was about to leave, she saw Lan Xing kneeling on the ground, wiping her shoes with a handkerchief.
Her own wine glass had shattered earlier, and droplets of red wine had stained the tops of her shoes.
This sight instantly conjured the words “loyal lackey” in Jian Ran’s mind…
Lan Xing polished Jian Ran’s shoes until they nearly gleamed, only then standing up.
“Mrs.
Gu, that Jian Ran can’t stay.
If you whisper in Mr.
Gu’s ear…
Jian Ran, ah, she’s always looking to throw herself into a man’s arms.”
Jian Ran: “…”
A thief’s heart is never at rest.
Kneading her small hands, Jian Ran looked at Lan Xing, who had taken flattery to the extreme.
If she could, she would have rebuked the woman harshly.
Jian Ran wanted to turn away and leave, but Lan Xing clung to her like a persistent plaster.
Not far away, Gu Mochen narrowed his eyes and strode in the direction of the restroom.
Jian Ran let out a sigh of relief, never before had she found Gu Mochen so charming in an instant.
Lan Xing, seeing him, nodded respectfully and bowed deeply.
“Mr.
Gu.”
“Mmm.”
Gu Mochen scanned Lan Xing briefly, then his gaze fell on Jian Ran, her light green cheongsam enchanting, this woman was truly a natural beauty.
Jian Ran lowered her voice, feigning coquettishness, “Just now, this manager mentioned that there’s someone named Jian Ran in the design department who’s always clinging to you.”
Jian Ran was quite satisfied with her voice changing; it was quite distinct from her normal tone, and Lan Xing probably wouldn’t recognize it.
Gu Mochen’s eyes swept towards Lan Xing, his lips curling with mockery.
Speaking ill of Jian Ran in front of her, Lan Xing was really quite foolish.
Jian met Lan Xing’s smug lips, and raising her voice to make sure the other employees of the design department heard, she continued, “I trust Jian Ran’s character, she has no interest in married men.
Gu Family values talent and should not lose them over unfounded smears.
Mo Chen, don’t you agree?”
Her soft call of “Mo Chen” sent a hot current swirling in Gu Mochen’s dark eyes, and an urgent desire surged up from the pit of his stomach.
