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Heart racing, blood coursing backward through her veins.
Jian Ran had been somewhat tipsy, but now she felt like she had a splitting headache.
“Cough cough…
Qin Mu, about that…
you don’t have to say anything.”
Jian Ran harbored a desire to strangle Qin Mu, who had, in Gu Mochen’s 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 man’s elusive voice resonated above her head.
“Jian Ran, did you tell him that your husband died?”
Jian Ran: “…”
Gu Mochen’s 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.
“It’s…that…”
She had no choice, given that she was married but without her husband visible.
Apart from being deceased, Jian Ran couldn’t think of a better excuse.
She couldn’t possibly reveal Gu Mochen’s true status.
Seeing the situation, Qin Mu couldn’t help but speak up, “It seems, President Gu, that you aren’t yet aware of Jian Ran’s 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.”
Jian Ran: “…”
Jian Ran timidly lifted her head to look at Gu Mochen before her, whose face had turned completely dark.
“Good, Jian Ran, you’re really great.”
Jian Ran: “…”
Listening to the man’s charmingly deep voice, Jian Ran felt tingles on her scalp.
Qin Mu didn’t catch the undercurrents between Gu Mochen and Jian Ran and, as if he thought of something, spontaneously said, “Ranran, I brought a lot of treats for Baobao.
I don’t know if she likes…”
Jian Ran was startled and hastily stretched out her hand to cover Qin Mu’s 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 married…
Gu Mochen would probably fly into a rage, finding himself inexplicably not being a father, yet already a stepfather.
“Qin Mu, don’t say anything right now.
Whatever it is, let’s discuss it upstairs.
Thank you, President Gu, for the ride home.
We’ll be going up now.”
Gu Mochen: “…”
Gu Mochen’s hawk-like eyes alighted on Jian Ran’s 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 didn’t dare to look back, feeling the man’s 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, “Qin Mu, first of all, you must not tell anyone else about Tang Bao’s existence, got it?”
Actually, telling others wouldn’t 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.
“Secondly, you really got me into trouble today.”
But Qin Mu didn’t do it on purpose, and Jian Ran hadn’t 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 didn’t realize why Jian Ran had suddenly become so anxious; probably she didn’t 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 woman’s neck, saying earnestly.
“Alright, let’s go now, to see our little girl.”
“Qin Mu, she’s my little girl…”
“What’s yours is mine, what’s Ranran’s is mine, Qin Mu’s.”
Jian Ran: “…”
Jian Ran couldn’t help wanting to complain, but Qin Mu reached out with his large hand to hold her small one and confidently climbed the stairs.
Qin Mu’s grip was very tight, and Jian Ran couldn’t help but speak, “Qin Third, you’re hurting me.”
“If I don’t hold on tight, I’m afraid you’ll run away just like you did four years ago, and then what would I do if I couldn’t find you?”
Jian Ran: “…”
The speaker was unintentional, but the listener took it to heart—Jian Ran felt somewhat uncomfortable.
…
At 9 p.m., when she got home, Tang Bao was still not asleep.
Seeing Jian Ran’s figure at the door, Tang Bao immediately bounced over, her little face all pink and pudgy.
“Mommy!”
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.
“Oh…
handsome guy.”
When Tang Bao saw Qin Mu following behind Jian Ran, the energy from spotting a handsome man perked her up from her drowsiness.
“Mommy, let go, I want the handsome brother to hold me.”
Jian Ran: “…”
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 couldn’t resist stepping forward and directly picked up Tang Bao in his arms.
The little one’s body was soft, not exactly chubby, but still very comfortable to hold.
Alright, no matter who the child’s father is, as long as she’s Ran Ran’s, he would treat her as his own.
“Qin Third, her name is Tang Bao, Tang Bao, don’t call him handsome brother, call him Uncle Qin, got it?”
“Uh, then you two play, I’ll go make tea.”
“Okay.”
…
Qin Mu, holding Tang Bao, sat on the sofa, and it seemed he thought of something.
Tang Bao, in her milky voice, said, “Uncle Qin, I can’t read, can you read it to me?”
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 Mu’s mouth twitched slightly.
I know I’m not good at studying, but I’m handsome, right?
Tang Bao, your smile is like a piece of jiaxin chocolate, I like you.
Qin Mu: “…”
Is this a confession?
The writing was crooked and cramped, difficult to compliment, and what’s more, it even had pinyin
substitutions.
So young, yet with such high emotional intelligence, is it to torture the single dogs?
“Uncle Qin, what does it say here?”
Tang Bao’s big, watery eyes were filled with curiosity, and Qin Mu found himself in a difficult position, clearing his throat.
“This is a good article in praise of the teacher.
Tang Bao, hand this paper to your teacher tomorrow, and you’ll be praised for it, remember?”
Tang Bao nodded, seemingly understanding.
“Uncle Qin, since you’re so handsome, I’ll listen to you.”
Qin Third was satisfied.
Jian Ran had never complimented him on his looks; unexpectedly, the daughter she bore had such good taste.
